Almost seven months had passed since Thomas had woken up from the coma.
 He was about 5'6 tall now, a little taller than before . His frame had filled out a bit ,no longer as slim and fragile-looking as it once was.
 His hair was a light black colour with subtle shades of silver. 
 His skin was very pale ,he had rosy red lips and bony cheeks.
 Overall, he was quite the good looking type.
 Not very good looking but not ugly and hideous as well.
 He had improved considerably on his looks but that wasn't the only thing he had been doing the whole time.
 He had also learnt a lot of information about the new world he was in.
 Neburia was the name of the world he was currently living in.
 It was a world that worked almost similar to that of Earth's. 
 The Powerful and Wealthy were at the top whiles the weak and poor lived "below".
 Neburia was a vast world, far bigger than Earth.
 If Thomas were to take a good guess ,he would say Neburia was about four(4) times the size of Earth.
 Nebuglyph was the main language but there were other languages there as well just like on Earth.
 The planet was divided into five(5) countries,namely; Narnia, Gondor,North Camelot, South Camelot and the Great Plains.
 The Narnia country was the largest and was even considered the "most powerful " amongst the other Countries. 
 They were also the most advanced , boasting of more Wealthy and powerful figures. 
 People of Narnia were know as Narnians .
 Gondor Country was the smallest of the five Countries. There was very little knowledge about the Gondors and their customs. But one thing was very clear in all the History and World Books ,and it was the fact that despite their size they were no pushover.
 Some experts even mentioned that they could hold their ground against the Narnians if the situation required it.
 North and South Camelot were two countries with almost identical landmass.
 However their beliefs and norms were anything but identical,like twins with completely different aesthetics and behaviours. 
 They were popularly known as the " Grudge Twins" .
  North Camelot was known to be a peaceful and calm country with laid down rules and regulations that prohibited violence and criminal activities. They were strict with their justice system as well. 
 This was the Country he was currently in.
 South Camelot however was known as one of the most violent countries in the history of Neburia. They were anything but peaceful. 
 It was a country where the strong and powerful could get away with anything they did.
 A battle Royale landmass where anyone would do anything to become strong and gain wealth. 
 The last country, The Great Plains was an isolated huge landmass with numerous mountain chains and hills. It was famous for its fertile soil, plentiful wildlife and many farms which provided food and shelter for the inhabitants of the region.
 The population of the landmass were mainly normadic tribes and outcasts from the other Countries. 
 They were referred to as "brutes" and "uncivilised " by the other Countries because of their way of living. 
 The most important information he had got from the books was the traits and nature of the Neburians. 
 They were able to harness and possess abilities!
 It was almost like a fantasy world in the novels back on Earth. 
 A world where people could fly around with the use of abilities, a world where a fist could smash boulders into smithereens, where people could control the natural elements as well as conjure Lightning bolts 
 A world where powerful men rode on magical Beasts and a world where immortality was a possibility .
 But,these abilities weren't for everyone. There were individuals whose anatomy weren't suited for cultivating abilities 
 ,whose powers weren't compatible to use them well and others who didn't have enough talent to wield abilities.
 Well..Thomas or more precisely, Edgar was one of them.
 He had zero (0) compatibility with any ability and his physical state wasn't good either.
 However,he had the brains and was tipped to become a great Scholar in the future or at least get a decent paying job at the Bureau. 
 He had also done Some research on the real Edgar's family background. 
 He was from a decent and well to do family that wanted the best for him. His family was in charge of the School he currently attended. 
 No one in the family had magical powers or abilities.
 " It's hereditary " Thomas said with a shrug the day he learnt about Edgar's family. 
 He felt a bit bad that he wouldn't be able to harness abilities and do all those cool stuffs he had seen Heroes do on TV back on Earth. 
 " I guess...that's life..." 
 Scholars were a rare group of people who despite their lack of abilities or magical powers had a big say in the affairs of a country. 
 Their ingenuity, wit and creativity made them respected and feared by the rest of the nations.
 They mostly took on leadership roles. 
 He knew that his talents and brains were definitely going to make him a good Scholar but something about books and bureaucratic affairs just made him angry .
 After some extreme thoughts and discussions, he had finally accepted that role.
 As usual, he had started the day with a nice conversation from Martha who talked about how she was going to become the best Healer in the entire Country if the Recruit Drills were successful. 
 Martha had an ability, the ability to ease pains with a touch.
 It was a low level ability but she was determined to improve it .
 After the conversation with Martha, he entered the library and spent the rest of the morning reading books and learning more about Neburia, while taking a sip from his cup of tea every now and then.
 " Aaah good glorious Tea. Tea here is so different and special compared to that of Earth's " He commented as he took the last sip and put down his cup.
 " Another refill please" He called out.
 A young maid came over with a teapot and filled up his cup again.
 " Thanks" He said with a satisfied grin after drinking half of the newly filled tea.
 The maid filled the cup once again. 
 " Thanks again ". 
 " My chest hurts a bit...I guess it's one of the side effects of drinking at least six(6) huge cups of tea everyday ."
 He finished with his books,placed them neatly in the shelf and made his way to his quarters. 
 " Aside the tea and the witnessing of people using abilities, everything here is boring. "
 " Just gotta read and read everyday,and spend the rest of my time in my room. It sucks".
 He sighed heavily as he walked through the corridor leading to his room.
 " Why is my chest pains getting more intense? I should probably go to sleep".
 He got into his bed and tried to sleep but it wasn't working. 
 It was almost as if something was sprouting in his chest. 
 The pain grew stronger and stronger until it became unbearable.
 " Dammit! I should have passed by the infirmary. Am I going to die again?"
 He felt hot tears streaming down his cheeks and blood coming out of his orifices. 
 His body was twitching and trembling violently and he could hardly keep his eyes open.
 And he could only lie and stare into space with his eyes wide open, unable to talk.
 " Is this how I die in my third life ? Like a dog that has been hit by a large truck ".
 He passed out from the intense pain and blood loss.
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 In a place and realm far away from Neburia, a red skinned man in fancy clothes with two horns protruding from his head was hammering at a giant table. 
 " What's that noise Assistant?" He asked to another red skinned man who was standing beside him.
 He hadn't even bothered to memorize the name of his assistant and so he referred to him as assistant. 
 " I'll go check it out Master Gexon " Assistant said.
 " Wait! Don't go" Gexon said with a sly smile as he seemed to have recalled something. 
 " I think I know what it is. My puppy developed a demonic core. But I thought it had died in the body of the Beast".
 He used the "it" word as if referring to a worthless rat. 
 " Or...those angels might have sent it through the reincarnation cycle. Wherever it is, it has successfully developed a demonic core and not just any demonic core " He said the last part with pride and arrogance. 
 " It has developed my demonic core,a demonic core from the demonic seed I planted into it's existence. ".
 " But Master Gexon...when did all this happen? When did you do this expirement?" Assistant in surprise. 
 " A short time ago,you were on vacation. Hehehe" Gexon replied.
 " So the angels sent it through the reincarnation cycle..."
 Gexon cut him off with an arrogant snort. 
 " The angels sent him through the reincarnation cycle but it was my creation. It would have thrived in the Beast Realm and it will thrive wherever the cycle took it to because it is my creation ". He said with his head held up high .
 Assistant nodded. 
 " But what does it mean for us...I mean you,Master Gexon?" He asked.
 " It means I have a creation out there, if I had placed a high Puppeteer spell on it I would have been able to control it and if possibly open a portal to the place it had been sent to. My connection was cut off immediately those angels chucked it through the cycle ".
 He replied clutching his head in regret and annoyance. 
 " It also means we should undergo a similar expirement and this time we would be adding a puppeteer Spell to..." He said the last part with the most devilish grin a demon could wear. 
 " Or it means..." a voice from the back interrupted him.
 " Getting sent to the dungeons and being executed eventually! Gexon EvilBone, you have been charged with multiple conduction of illegal expirements , breaching of the Heaven and Hell pact as well as other numerous criminal activities " .
 The voice continued.
 It was a tall and broad man that radiated an aura powerful enough to make Gexon and his assistant shake in fear. 
 He was surrounded by other dozen powerful men and amongst them was General Terk. 
 " Crap!That darn General snitched or it might have been those Angels that reported me" Gexon cursed out loud as they placed enchanted fetters and cuffs on him.
 " Even if I die, at least I have a creation out there. I didn't die without achieving anything " He smiled inwardly.
 He was truly proud of "his achievements ".