In the Great Palace of Duke Halfthōr Welton, joyous voices echoed through the grand halls.
The Duke's first son had been born.
His name was Jimmy Welton.
Jimmy's POV
I could see.
At first, everything was blurry, but slowly the world came into focus. The ceiling above me was unfamiliar—ornate, grand, and glowing softly. Confused, I raised my hands.
They were small.
Tiny fingers. Soft skin.
…What?
Suddenly, memories flooded my mind.
I remembered sitting in my room, reading a novel. I remembered the pain, the hospital, the silent fear I tried to ignore. Then came the truth I had always known but never expected so soon.
I had died.
Cancer.
I knew everyone dies one day—but not like this. Not so early.
Yet here I was.
I turned my eyes again, sensing the warmth around me. Luxurious clothes, elegant voices, and the presence of powerful people. Somehow, I understood.
I had been reborn.
Into a rich and noble family.
A second life…
I smiled inside my heart.
This time, I'll live well.
A priest stepped forward, examining the child carefully. His eyes widened.
"This boy…" the priest said solemnly, "He resembles you greatly, my lord. I sense a divine presence within him. He possesses extraordinary potential."
For a moment, silence filled the hall.
Then laughter burst forth—joyful and proud.
The Duke smiled, nobles clapped, and servants celebrated the birth of their young master. The palace was filled with happiness.
None of them knew.
That inside the body of baby Jimmy Welton lived a soul from another world.
End of Chapter 1