Standard of Reincarnation - Chapter 1

The Standard of Reincarnation Episode 1

“A disgusting thing was born.”

That was what my father said as he looked down at me.

If you ask me how I remember being a newborn, I have nothing to say, but I remembered that day anyway.

And on the same day and at the same time, unlike me, there was a boy who was born with a blessing.

His name was Kazin and he was my cousin.

He was born under the blessing of the sword god Keshak and was said to be a child with a blessed body and talent.

Mother sighed as she nursed me.

“If only you were Kazin.”

It wasn’t long before I understood why my father and mother were so disappointed in me.

I didn’t have a right arm.

My mother whispered to me every night.

“Can’t you just die, my baby?”

He didn’t kill me himself, but he seemed to want me dead.

It was as if he had no idea that I was hearing everything and would remember it.

‘I don’t want to die, mother.’

When I was in my mother’s womb, my father always emphasized.

“This child is our hope.”

My father is always Kazin’s father.

So, I had a deep inferiority complex and a competitive spirit towards my uncle.

“I didn’t win against my older brother, but this kid will definitely outperform his kid. No, it must be.”

But I was one-armed and had no blessings from God.

An unfilial child who trampled on the hopes of his parents just because he was born.

that was me

When I just started crawling and turning over, my mother was very disappointed.

“Phew. Kazin had already started walking. Why is this kid so slow?”

When I barely got up and took a step.

“Kajin has already grabbed the sword. What’s the use of starting to walk now?”

When I started to draw my sword

“Kajin felt mana and started practicing Samion swordsmanship.”

I have never been praised by my father and mother.

“Eh. If my child was Kazin…”

Before I knew it, Kazin had become the object of my admiration and envy.

When I was seven years old, I was sent as one of the boys who served Kazin.

Externally, I was sent as a ‘helper friend’ to assist and help my cousin Kazin, but in fact, my parents sold me for 300,000 Ludens.

And the Kazin I experienced was not a good enough child for my parents to praise and envy so much.

Kazin didn’t like me from the start.

“I don’t need an attendant on an idiot like you.”

I was always the target of his anger.

Once, they tied me to a tree and beat me for over three hours.

That day, I had to hold back my tears.

It wasn’t because it hurt.

It was unbearable for so many adults who had passed me by tolerating and ignoring this situation.

There were no adults there.

‘I hear he’s as good as his uncle.’

However, he left his family a long time ago and never returned.

There was no one in this family to control Kazin, and Kazin grew up like an idiot.

His outstanding talent and the protection of the Sword God became poison to him.

Nevertheless, as a child, I envied Kazin’s strength and talent.

‘I want to become stronger too.’

Kazin was a born genius.

He was always stronger than others and enjoyed everything even without making an effort.

“Can’t you relax your eyes?”

Kazin, who was always a strong man, trampled on me with strangely fervent efforts.

I didn’t know what I didn’t like so much.

“Someone like you can’t follow me no matter how hard I try my whole life. Got it?”

Part of what he said was true.

As time went on, Kazin neglected his training by consuming alcohol, women, and drugs.

Still, I couldn’t beat Kazin.

He was a genius who didn’t try, and I was a dunce who tried.

Kazin was always strong and I was always weak.

However, our position was not permanent.

Wow-!

The roar of the crowd was heard.

The voice amplified by magic was clearly audible.

“A strange thing happened! One-armed Daven has broken Kazin the Stormblade!”

It was something that could not have happened.

From my debut stage until now, I have lost as many as 21 times in nearly 30 years.

People told me to stop giving up.

They mocked the idiot with no talent for being unnecessarily honest.

‘But I won.’

I retrieved the sword I had placed on Kazin’s throat.

People cheered for the miracle.

I met eyes with Kazin, who was looking at me with a bewildered expression, missing the sword.

“How long did you know you were strong?”

In fact, this gladiator arena was a stage for Kazin.

A place where many young knights with dreams and aspiring knights are consumed for the sake of the main character, Kazin.

I defeated Kazin, who should shine more than anyone else.

Kazin couldn’t believe the situation today.

“To an idiot like that…”

I remembered what I had been told since I was little.

If it was Kazin.

If only my son had been Kazin.

“If I were you, I wouldn’t have lived like you.”

“Again… talk about it.”

I wouldn’t have wasted it on alcohol and women and drugs.

I would have lived a much more worthwhile life than stepping on the weak.

“I didn’t live like you.”

After recognizing complete victory, I turned around.

Everyone said it was impossible, but in the end I won.

But somehow I had underestimated Kazin’s weakness and recklessness.

Kazin rushed at me.

“It’s dying and this baby!”

The guy did something crazy.

It was an action that even the senior knight who was watching the referee did not expect.

To swing a sword at a duel opponent who turned his back in front of so many people.

That, too, is the mana of the Samion family.

Even with the ‘Red Yellow Beauty’.

It was something that should never have happened, and Samion’s honor and the rules of the gladiator arena were broken.

As of today, Kazin is over.

But the problem was that I wanted to die too.

‘My heart was stabbed.’

The sword Kazin used was the famous sword ‘Sun’, which was allowed only to Samion’s direct descendants.

The ferocious sword energy of the sun shook the inside of my body.

I felt death

Some spectators screamed and some fell silent.

I also noticed that the elders’ faces were drawn.

“You’re ugly to the end, Kazin.”

As if he finally understood what he was doing, Kazin’s body began to tremble.

I just turned around.

The ‘sun’ that Kazin missed was stuck in my body.

‘sick.’

The resentment was greater than the pain.

I just got over it

I barely beat Kazin.

‘shit!’

I felt like I was going crazy because of the unfairness, but I didn’t want to show a weak side to Kazin.

‘Can’t I live…?’

There seemed no hope.

Samiona’s powerful mana and the sun’s sword energy created a synergistic effect, destroying every corner of my body.

‘I wonder if the miraculous saint Layla will appear.’

It can’t be.

I raised my mana and pressed my body and the soles of my feet into close contact.

I braced myself firmly so as not to fall.

“You will be recorded as a loser Kazin.”

* * *

In conclusion, there was a miracle saint Layla in the gladiator arena.

She jumped into the arena and performed a miracle.

Layla brought me back to life with amazing healing powers.

Although his whole body was damaged, his life was spared.

But the case did not end there.

‘shit…!’

I was dragged into the Samion family’s interrogation room.

“Is it true that you made a pact with the devil?”

The answer was fixed for them.

The only way for the one-armed Daven to defeat Kazin, the storm blade, was to make a pact with the devil.

“There is no point in denying it. Your parents testified.”

“I found offerings for the contract and bottles containing your blood at your home. Are you still going to get away with it?”

My parents committed perjury and I was framed.

I became a demon who sacrificed 300 innocent children for my unjust growth.

Rumors soon became true.

Kazin was the main character and I was just a supporting character consumed by him.

“You say Master Kazin killed Daven to protect Samion’s honor?”

“If it hurt how heartbreaking it was to cut your cousin, who was your friend since childhood, would you have cried that much?”

Kazin became a hero and I became a demon contractor.

I defeated the Kazin, but I couldn’t overcome the Samion family.

My family chose Kazin, not me.

“…and all the mana of Daven, who tarnished the family’s honor, will be redeemed and sentenced to life imprisonment.”

All of the tendons on his limbs were cut, and mana was sealed through several layers of chains.

I was sentenced to life imprisonment and put in prison.

And Kazin has changed.

He became a trying genius.

The guy who used to be called the Storm Sword was now called the Sword Emperor.

“Thanks to you, thank you very much.”

He came to visit me from time to time and mocked me.

The world began to remember him and I was forgotten.

‘I’m hungry.’

At some point, the amount of food distributed was greatly reduced.

His clothes were almost gone, and his ribs were clearly visible.

After defeating Kazin, the storm sword, I was ironically suffering from hunger.

I sat cross-legged, leaning against the prison wall.

A coughing cough came out.

The cough was mixed with blood.

‘If I die… I wanted to die with honor.’

At least I had never dreamed of a death like this.

‘I should have died in the gladiatorial arena.’

A chill rushed in.

My body was shaking and I was cold.

I held back my tears.

Kazin and my position were forever.

I didn’t want to die.

‘If I were a direct descendant.’

Would it have made a difference?

‘If only I had the blessing of the sword god Keshak.’

Would it have been different?

‘If given one more chance.’

I thought I wasn’t afraid of death, but I wasn’t.

I was afraid.

I was getting more and more out of my mind.

‘Live…’

I want to live.

‘what?’

The surroundings brightened.

I guess I wasn’t dead.