After taking a while to co to terms with his newfound mories and foreign surroundings, the boy finally mumbled, "So, my na is Arion Elsar...I am ArionI am not Evan anymore..."
When he first opened his eyes, he felt an identity confusion, not knowing who he really was or which one of his life was real, or whether all his previous mories were just a nightmare or not.
However, now he felt that all his previous mories were indeed real, but now he accepted that he was Arion, a disabled boy living in a village and that this was his new life which couldn't be worse than his previous one.
'I can't believe reincarnation was a thing...a new world...different language...and even magic-like stuff?' Arion mumbled as he felt strangely familiar with an unfamiliar language.
But then his expression beca ugly as he looked at his legs and lanted, "Oh heavens...why curse with such a fate...what did I ever do to you"
Flashbacks of the strange old man conversing with him flashed in his mind, "That old geezer...his dragon Origin Blood or sothing...why the hell am I am disabled then??" Arion roared, feeling aggrieved.
'Damn it, that oldie scamd dragon my ass...' Arion couldn't help but grumble bitterly.
He felt that his fate was even worse in this new life and felt like crying his heart out for being unable to move his legs. At least, in his previous life, he was not a disabled person and even had the special power to change his appearance.
Now, he wondered if he still had that ability.
He, however, quickly put back his thoughts in order and rembered that he was about to help a boy.
But just as he turned towards the boy
"Ari, where are you?" A woman's shout echoed in the area, and Arion turned around in the direction of his voice.
The woman t Arion's gaze as she looked around, and a relieved smile hung on her lips as she ran towards him.
However, Arion had a stunned expression seeing this voluptuous beauty rushing towards him. Her face had youngish features, but her body had a mature charm, especially her slim waist and well-proportioned curves at the right places.
Her skin pale and radiant as the moon; her eyebrows were curved like the rainbows, and her hazel eyes were as beautiful as twin daisies.
Her long silky black hair fluttered in the air as she ran while Arion involuntarily let down a gulp seeing her bosoms jiggling with each of her steps.
He had only seen such scenes in ani and thought they were pretty exaggerated. Only now he started having doubts about it.
Despite wearing a simple blue tunic and skirt, it didn't diminish her elegance one bit and suited her tall figure.
Thinking about how Aldress ntioned that the so-called beautiful won he knew in his previous life would be just ugly toads compared to the goddesses in this world, Arion wondered if he was really seeing one of such goddesses.
"Sister i?" Arion unconsciously muttered as he saw the woman running towards him. He was sure that not even the top models in his previous life who did all kinds of plastic surgeries could even be compared with the beauty in front of him.
In his perspective, she was the most beautiful woman he had ever t and wondered how an otherwordly beauty like her could exist in reality.
"Ari, didn't I tell you not to wander around on your own? How many tis have I warned you? Oh my god! What happened to your wrist?" i said in a strained tone as her beautiful brows wrinkled. She gently took his wrist into her hands as she examined it.
Arion suddenly felt guilty as he saw how worried she was. Even though he felt like he was seeing her for the first ti, he also felt strangely familiar with her not only because of his mories but because of his heart as well.
After all, in this life, she was the one who took care of him for most of his life and gave him a better life compared to the initial rough tis he had in the orphanage during the ti he was a small kid.
He lowered his head and said in a low voice, "I am sorry, Sister i. I just wanted so fresh air and accidentally fell off my wheelchair, hitting my wrist on the ground."
i gave a light knock on his forehead and said, "Silly. I am not angry at you. I was just worried. You always give a heart attack whenever you wander off. What if sothing...haa...forget it. Let's go ho, and I will treat your arm. Fortunately, it doesn't seem that bad."
i was about to grab the handle of his wheelchair when Arion held her wrist and said, "Wait, Sister i. There is an injured boy near the stream. I was about to look for you to help him."
Arion pointed towards the boy, and as i followed the direction he was pointing to, she was surprised to see a bloodied figure lying on the ground near the stream.
"How did he end up here?" She mumbled as she walked over to the boy to get a closer look. As she got close to the boy, her brows knit together and then asked Arion, "Ari, are you sure you want to save him?"
"Huh?" Arion felt puzzled by her sudden question and nodded, "Yeah, why not. I was already in the middle of helping him. So, I might as well follow through with it. I don't like to leave anything in the middle of it."
i smiled and crouched to examine the boy, "Hmm, his body is strong, so he won't die. He should slowly recover after I treat him."
Arion smiled, "I know, Sister i is the best Healifier in the world."
i let out a soft chuckle as she lifted the boy and carried him in her arms. She then asked Arion as they walked towards their ho, "Ari, why do you seem a bit out of it? Did sothing happen?"
Arion beca flustered, but he quickly hid it and said in a surprised tone, "Really? Maybe it's a part of growing up?"
Arion felt complicated since he didn't know who he really was, whether he was Evan or Arion in mind and soul.
It was quite an inexplicable situation for him and surreal. So, he couldn't help but co out with a simple excuse that he could think of on the spot.
But only after he spoke, he realized that, he overthought her question.
i nodded and said in an understanding tone, "Ah, I see. You are at the age where you are finally growing up into a man. The age when boys usually beco more introspective, is it so?"
Arion pursed his lips, "Sister i, I am already a man." Arion, for so reason, didn't want i to look at him as a kid, so he felt a bit sour about it.
i let out a lodious laugh and said, "Haha, sure you are. Now you seem like your usual self."
She then continued in a serious tone as she looked at the bloodied boy on her arms, "Still, I wonder where he ca from. Why don't you explain what happened?"
Arion told her the details right from the beginning. But it only made i even more baffled about the whole incident.
"Shocking, right? I an, how could he survive such a fall? I don't know from where he started falling, but when I looked up, he was at least thirty ters above the ground. And even falling from such a height would usually kill soone as young as him," Arion said with a hint of awe in his voice.
"Not really, if he is a Defier," i said with a certain glint in her eyes.
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A/N :- I see so saying how confusing this chapter is but honestly there is nothing much to be confused about. The MC had his body destroyed in his previous life and the wheelchair boy clearly muttered his previous life na 'Evan' and even accepted his new identity, thereby clearly showing us that he is the MC. No need to overcomplicate things by thinking about the bloodied guy who fell from the sky. That's another story to tell.
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