Chapter 2 – New World And Changes
Aman's Room.
The room was spacious, there were candleholders on the wall but as it was the late morning period, the candles in it were not lit. A bed only big enough to fit three average-sized people, a study desk, a private area seemingly for bathroom purposes and by the wall a wide mirror – these were the components of the room. A mat was in front of the mirror, for practicing martial arts and cultivation.
Aman laid on the bed silently.
"The world of Talents, I arrived here indeed"
"Even though I expected this, it is still incredible." Aman mused internally
To think that someone who was as strong as he was, would be transmigrated to a new world so suddenly, he couldn't even react to it!. He closed his eyes and opened it and found himself here, even now he didn't understand how it happened.
Years ago, before he became King of Radiant Light Empire he had learned that somehow it was certain that he would transmigrate to a completely different world known as the 'World of Talents'.
The World of Talents was a completely different place from where he was born. It was completely different. There were different laws, different languages, different space-time anchors, different people, different systems but it was still a cultivation world
In this world, only people gifted with talents had any hope of achieving true freedom and true supremacy in their lives, the rest were unable to do anything whatsoever, they could only remain ordinary.
After observing the room, Aman observed his body and the memories inside his head
"I was transmigrated here as a newborn baby, but this world boundary tried to shave off my memories? Does it know who I am?" As he thought of this, a cold intent arose in his heart.
The temperature of the room seemed to drop, After half a second, he calmed down "From what I've found out, this world only tried to shave my memories off when I crossed over (birth), it hasn't happened again since then."
"In a way it succeeded, I am only regaining memories from my previous world now after all"
In the previous life, he understood that every world had a boundary, the stronger the world was, the stronger it's boundary. The boundary was like the door to a room, one had to go through the door to enter the room.
This World's boundary tried to forcefully erase his memories and as a result Aman was born without any memories from his previous world. In fact, the young Aman suffered terrible headaches from time to time ever since he was a child.
However the World boundary failed at its attempt as he had gotten his memories back. Looking from the memories, Aman could see that it made people think of him as a sickly child. Thinking of the world boundary, he internally decided to treat this world with added caution, who was to say this world wouldn't attempt such or even worse again.
"Young Sir Aman, may I come in?" A female voice sounded from outside the door, breaking his thought process. Without even waiting for a reply, she invited herself in. It was a young girl of 17 – 18 years of age. It was a pretty girl in beige-colored long sleeved shirt, long big trousers and black sandals.
"Marquis?" Aman said. This was the unusual name of the girl. Her real name.
"Sir" Marquis replied politely
Recalling the memories in his head, this marquis or whatever was a house servant. She was a member of one of the subject tribes in the tribe area. She had been with him since he was 4 years old.
While she was loyal to the family, being tasked with taking care of such a 'sickly' child who obviously had an eye for her, she had dropped him quite a bit in terms of respect to be given.
"Why are you here?" Aman asked calmly with a cool gaze
"Um.. to see if you're okay, you're last headache was quite serious. The madam asked me to check on you." Marquis answered
"I'm okay, report it to the madam." He replied immediately
"Oh, sure" Marquis found his behavior odd but didn't think much of it
"Maybe it was a new type of headache." She thought to herself
"Marquis"
"Yes sir"
"What year is this?" Aman asked with a deep gaze and a calm tone
Marquis noticed this gaze and felt stifled, it was like his black eyes were now showing off a faint green jade colored light.
She answered subconsciously "Year 8108 after the eclipse"
Aman squinted his eyes.
"That's not right, the information I received said clearly 'Year 8230 after the eclipse' this was when I would arrive here, so then what happened?." Aman was a bit stupefied.
He decided to probe more. He looked at Marquis and asked "What part of the world is this?"
Marquis was at first taken aback by the questions so she tried to resist the pressure. She smiled lightly "Does young sir have a reason for asking these que..?"
"What part of the world is this?" He calmly asked again. There came a mental pressure on Marquis instantly
"Th-The Qaido t-tribe region." Marquis stuttered.
"No, what world region is this?" Aman demanded
"Oh, The Wastelands." She answered
Aman frowned lightly "The Wastelands?, the information I received said the Midlands, what does this mean, the date is over a hundred years back and the place is also different. Did something interfere with my coming here?" he thought silently
He looked at Marquis to see if she was lying, Marquis felt his gaze and her thoughts went into disarray, she felt like she was an open book, nothing to hide.
His gaze lasted for a few more seconds and he turned away, he realized she wasn't lying. He dispelled any form of emotions and thought "Some things have changed, but this way I have an advantage." He smiled internally
"To be on the safe side, I'll immediately set up some contingency plans. According to the original information, I would have very limited time to grow before 'Chaos' descends but this way I have space and time to grow. Good, time to set up those plans."
"You can leave." He told Marquis
"O-okay, I mean yes sir." she responded with lingering fear and confusion. She bowed lightly and proceeded to leave.
On her way out, she remembered "Right, sir, the madam has said that you meet her when you recover."
"Is it?. Hmm, tell her I have a headache" saying this he laid back on the bed and covered himself with the bed covers.
"Yes, sir."