When I died I didn't expect to be reborn again, especially not after all the things I had done in my first life. Theft, murder, sabotage. I had a part in all of that and spent the last month of my life on death row not even bothering to plead innocent.
Even if I didn't want to do those things I had no choice in the matter. I was born in a brothel that soon went out of business. I ended up on the streets of a red light district in Japan after that. With no other choices, I started my life of crime at only 12 years old.
I took out my anger on all the people who had never needed to struggle for anything in their lives and took everything from them. I ruined lives, and I enjoyed every second of it. It was probably karma that forced me into my current situation as well.
In my second life, I was born to parents who loved me and had a decent financial situation. They didn't suffer through, and even they shunned the people living on the streets begging for even a scrap from their table. I was born to the very type of people I hated the most.
That angered me. So I began plotting their demise. This was not the place I belonged in. I was a street urchin at heart and there was no changing that. In this new life, I used intelligence from my previous life to learn.
I rushed everything as quickly as I could. My 'parents' cooed at me every time I achieved something new, and I couldn't hold back the glare each time they did so. There was nothing that would save their lives. They were useless, or mostly useless. My father occasion went on rants about magic, and how it was going to ruin the economy. I'm sure he didn't think I could understand everything he said. I would be stupid to reveal that I could.
His rants were the start of something big. Magic had an endless possibility and if I wanted to destroy this life's father in the most painful way possible magic would be the best way to go about that. So at only 2 years old with a mind mentally 28 years old I began learning magic. Let me tell you how hard it was.
Majic. Why is it so stubborn! In another fit of rage, I kicked my bed and huffed out in annoyance. How do I unlock my magic! It shouldn't be this hard! Meditating was… terrible, horrid, murder, cursed, and evil. But I didn't know any other way to unlock magic. I could feel it in the pit of my stomach but nothing was coming when I called on it.
I leaped from my bed and began kicking things. I don't know what to do about this! There was no such thing as magic in my old world! "Cian! What are you doing! Why is the door locked! Cian! Is there somebody in there with you! Come open the door! Mommy will help you.
That did it. Something within me snapped and I yelled angrily. Something exploded from within me and the room went up in blue and black flames. The temperature dropped dangerously low as everything was eaten by the flames. Is this my magic?
The door was forced open and I stared into my father eyes as his mouth dropped open in horror. "Monster."
I laughed and walked towards them. "But daddy it's so beautiful. Don't you think so?"
He gulped and pushed 'mommy' behind him backing up slowly. "What are you!"
Those were his last words before he went up in flames. His screams and 'moms' spread across the entire street as they were burned alive by freezing fire.
If anyone asked what had happened the to the ruins of the house near the entrance of the village then looked away nervously and said there was an accident. But I had achieved my goal. They were dead and they could no longer act like brats that thought everyone was below them.
"Cian? Don't you want to play with the other children?" I looked at the matron of the orphanage that had taken me in after I murdered my parents.
"No."
"Why not? They want to play with you."
"They're stupid." this was no doubt the best part of being an adult in a child's body. I could say things like this and they wouldn't yell at me because they thought it was just me being childish. I did have to use lighter insults though in order to blend in. those children were beyond stupid. If they died on accident one day it wouldn't surprise me.
"That's not very nice Cian. they haven't done anything to you so why are you calling them rude names like that."
"I want to burn."
She stumbled back in shock. "You want to die!"
I glared at her. I knew it wasn't much because this body was only five. "The flames won't hurt me. They just want to burn. Do you want to try."
She gulped and looked around for help. "What flames are you talking about Cian? Did somebody give you matches? Those aren't safe."
Laughing I smiled. "Of course it's not matches. Those flames are weak. My flames are beautiful." I allowed my magic to flow out as it wished and the black and blue fire swallowed me inside it. "See. isn't it beautiful?"
Look of horror was plastered to her face for only a few seconds before she began to scream. She didn't try to stop me as I fled from the orphanage and out the villagers threw themselves away from me toppling over market stands, and trampling over one another to get away from me.
I left the village and never looked back. Life on the street was better suited to me. I laughed and soaked in the comfort of the flames.
"Hey, kid. What are you doing out here all alone?"
The man studded me warily. I smiled. Even if my flames had retreated back within me I still felt safe knowing that they would spike up if they needed to protect me. "Hello, mister. I'm looking for work."
He raised an eyebrow. "What kind of work kid? You can't be older than five."
"I can be an escort! I know magic!" he blinked slowly and watched as I summoned a sliver of magic into my palm and showed off my fire. "See mister!"
"Well if that's the case, I can pay you 100 jewels each day you protect me."
"Thank You, mister! My name is Cian! I am 5 years old mister!"
He laughed lightly. "You can call me Kyo kid. I'm a traveling merchant that sells dolls."
I grinned and walked with him throughout the night only stopping to eat or drink. I was exhausted but that was good. I couldn't improve if I didn't push myself at all. This world would know me by the time I was done with it. There would be no part of this planet that didn't know of me. I just need to improve.
