In my life previous life my name was Daryl Stallone.

  I was the lead strategist in a military power from another world. That blended modern onry with magical teology.

  As I enlisted into the military the world was gifted the power of magic. Though we couldn't wield it we could use it as energy.

  As onry.

  Thus, an arms race begun.

  Nations fought against nations.

  And I?

  Well I quickly rose to being the top strategist in my try.

  Personally, I viewed everyone as sheep. The world was wrong and I was right.

  My try was merely an oligarchy disguised as a w capitalist nation. But yet they solved nothing. Since my birth I couldn't accept it hate, fear, and anger filled my everyone movement.

  Human beings were merely animals seeking pleasure no..... happiness.

  I became numb to my feelings.

  I became cold.

  I became addicted.

  I was no longer human.

  I sacrificed squads to reach my goal to bee the stro strategist.

  It wasn't until returning too a checkpoint I was ambushed. The sirens echoed all around me as I ran through the chaos that was happening otlefield. Suddenly, bullets whizzed past, eae closer to death but now I stood there in the ter of the battlefield calm, collected, and in trol.

  I was a master strategist, traio uand the art of war like a chess pyer uanding the board. I lead my nation to tless victories but yet this battle was my st.

  My soldiers whom I positioned like pieces fought for me but I khey wouldn't be good enough. One by ohey fell. They were positioned as shield.

  In the mix of the battlefield, I made my final move on the board.

  I picked up my rifle as I took aim toward the enemy.

  But they were no enemy... it was my own nation.

  I was betrayed.

  Then I felt it – a sharp pain in my chest a bullet found its mark. Time slowed down around me as the world faded into darkness. Is this how it truly ends?

  I thought, realizing with a mixture ret and acceptahat I would never bee the stro strategist. My st breath slipped away, and with it, my life as a strategist ceased to exist.

  ** DARKNESS **

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  But that wasn't the end.

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  I found a new purpose.

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  I opened my eyes to the blinding light, not as a ghost ging to the past, but as a child reborn into another world.

  I am Ryn Ashford, and I have been living in this world for fifteen years.

  My body is young but my mind is filled with memories that seemed to echo across two lives.

  I am no normal boy in this world; I am the son of the legendary hero Irwin Ashford.

  Unlucky right?

  The family I was born into was quite prosperous , my mother loving, and my brother Aric a rising knight with the expectations of our family name resting on his shoulders. Yet beh my perfect life, I felt shadows lurking, whispering doubt about my existence.

  "Why were you even born" Aric would often mutter, his voice dripping with malid envy whenever I crossed his path. I could easily read his rese, a burning fme fueled by jealousy that crackled between us.

  But only if he knew – I have no i pying little brother. But yet he despised me.

  My mother Talia Ashford often hid herself away from my father. She was a woman of little words but she would always fight my father. He was an abusive man simir to my father from my previous life. Often, he would leave our home to dive into dungeons. He would e bae once a week angry... wrathful.

  However, he never paid me a lick of attention. I stayed out of his sight id low pying the weakling of the family. "Your so disappointing" he would often tell me at the diable.

  "You should be more like your brother Aric." he would say.

  Though he would force Arid I to fight.

  I held back every time. He was full of fws every teique he threw at me. I found tless oints.

  But by allowing him to win. I could by pass as an ordinary spell bde that inspires to work for the Kingdom.

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  From a young age, I have been honing my skills with a bde. Training i of magid bat. I didn't want to bee a hero; I want to surpass them all.

  I practiced spells that I would find in dungeons they could summon fire and bend all the elements at my will.

  I wielded my sword which urely made of my mana with precision that belied my age, every swing showed my true testament to my craft. I would sneak out at night fighting bandits and diving into dungeons. I did anything to gain experience. But the power that assed down by my father I kept hidden.

  No one was to be trusted.

  So I focused on appearing weak.

  Every day I worked.

  I grew stronger.

  I studied tactics, analyzed every battle I've watched and broke them down as if they were a game of chess.

  I learned how to mask my mana and wield the magicules to my every being. Every battle. Every grimoire. Every kill. I cimed added nothing but a lesson.

  In my mind, I pyed out sarios predig outes and strategizing my rise of power.

  In my previous life, I had anded armies; now I would rise through the history of this world and and my own faith.

  I refuse, to be betrayed.

  I will do exactly what I did in my previous life and trol the strings of a nation from the darkness.

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  I am not only Ryn Ashford, the weak little brother. No.. No I was somethiirely different.

  I wao be a force to be reed with, a true embodiment of the stro Spellbde.

  The world might see me as a child at the moment but I know better. I am a mastermind and this is the beginning of my game.

  As I looked out the window, watg the world unfold beh me, I felt a surge of desire ignite in my soul.

  Tonight, will be a sughter another practice added to my portfolio.

  I will pave my own path, my owiny, ohat I mark with strategy and strength.

  This world will e to know my name and I will trol this world.

  I am Ryn Ashford, I will be the stro Spellbde.

  A/N: I Hope you all enjoyed my first chapter! From the bottom of my heart I would like to thank you! Yes you reader! Thank you fiving my story a ce!

  Ps. Any pictures I may use do not belong to me! (I do not have a siistie in my body and the best I draw is a stick man XD) However, the story is inal and is my own.

  ^^ Anywho, see you all in the chapter < 3 BYE!