It seemed like a long, long time had passed, until all sorts of vague but wonderful dreams flashed one after another.

But it seems that he just slept comfortably, his whole body was warm, those strange dreams faded dimly, and the whole person seemed to have never been so relaxed.

When I woke up, I faintly heard melodious ballad sounds in my ears, gentle and pleasant, but quite vague.

Memories of the past slowly come to mind, but the next moment, it seems to fade like a bubble. It was as if everything around him was faintly telling him that sleep, sleep, this is the safest place.

So Charles went to sleep.

I woke up again, and I don't know how long it had been.

It was dark in front of him, and his mind was just as blurry. The exotic and melodious ballad that I had heard in my ears disappeared, but the crisp sound of bells turned to my ears, as if someone was striking iron.

After the meeting, there was a brief conversation, in a language that Charles had no impression of.

He was in a strange state at the moment, and he couldn't think at all, but as if he was in a dream, a picture that seemed to be true and false appeared in his mind.

In the red-hot glow of the iron furnace, a handsome man in a gray coarse cloth coat with a slender figure was holding a hammer and constantly striking the crimson sword embryo on the anvil with a focused expression.

Not far away, at the door, leaned on a beautiful woman in a neat white dress with waist-length black hair. She looked at the man in the room quietly, and her left hand subconsciously stroked the bulging belly.

The clear picture appeared for a few moments and then dissipated, and Charles, who was in a special state, did not have much memory of it, and at this moment, he probably only found one strange problem - the two people who came to his mind had pointed ears.

Then he fell asleep again.

This is followed by the third awakening, the fourth awakening, the sixth awakening, the seventh awakening......

Every time I wake up, I am in that hazy state, I can't see it, but I can see it. Inaudible, but seems to be audible.

So much so that the bedroom decorated with all kinds of fine antique ornaments, the living room with its silver utensils, the orderly wine cellar, the beautiful patterns that covered the beams and walls of the house, and the dark forest outside the room flashed through Charles's mind.

Let him intermittently, faintly understand what kind of state he is in at the moment-

He became a baby of a unique race, about to be born into this seemingly strange family.

Why is this happening?

When I woke up one time, this doubt flashed through my mind. But at the same time, there is a sense of ease.

What happened?

The power of the phoenix and the power in the body are entangled and clashed, the shuttle door fragment effect is activated, and the increasingly blurred and dark thoughts continue to fall silent and finally completely lose consciousness, and then there is a hazy, long but fleeting dream.

After that, it became the present.

Inexplicably, Charles knows that he has shaken off all the shadows of the past and is about to start a new life.

If you are lucky to be dead, he is still alive, so if you want to get rid of the fate of the past, you must start a new fate, which seems to make sense.

So Charles was relieved.

Of course, it is impossible not to be relieved. At this time, he couldn't think normally for too long, and at the same time, he couldn't make any out-of-character movements, and he couldn't even feel all the abilities of the past.

Now there is no other choice but to sleep and sleep honestly.

……

Time passed slowly, and Charles gradually realized that his body was constantly improving, brewing, and developing...... At the same time, a unique instinct made him feel inexplicably impulsive.

But this instinct is as intermittent as his whole thoughts, inexplicable, trying to grasp but basically unable to touch, but when unconscious, his mind always bursts into thought.

So in the end, Charles stopped dwelling on this, but slowly pondered various things in the short time he could think.

For example, how long has it been, and how does it feel like a long time?

For example, what will happen to those who are enemies or friends after he leaves? Like, where the hell is this?

What do I need to do in the future?

Of course, that's the case, but if he were to sum up what he had planned during the time he wasn't born, he couldn't actually say it, but he had a very good impression, that is-

The staccato singing outside is really nice.

……

A sub-universe

First Age, 320.

Alda World, Northwestern Middle-earth, Beleriande Region, South Elmos Forest,

The Traveler of another world, Charles was born in this quiet and peaceful dark forest, where little sunlight penetrates, and the moment he was born, the candles in the house were suddenly shining and then suddenly extinguished.

This strange situation caused the dark elf Eor, who was sitting at the head of the bed and holding his wife's hand, to be stunned for a moment, and then thought that the candle was made because of the flame, so he turned his head and signaled, and a hazy shadow floated through the room, and a faint light bloomed again.

When the light rekindled, the shadows of the trees outside the window slanted into the glimmering bedroom, swaying slightly, and when the environment returned to normal, Eor turned his head and suddenly found that a baby boy had been born on the bed, drenched, but with smooth skin without wrinkles.

Eol's eyes met the baby's bright and pure dark eyes, and his heart trembled for a moment, and then he suddenly stood up from his chair, his face ecstatic.

It wasn't so painful for the elf to conceive a child, so his wife Arettir was leaning on the head of the bed at the moment, watching her husband gently pick up the baby, a smile on her slightly pale cheeks.

"Do you want to name him now?" She asked.

"Nope." Wrapping the newborn baby in the soft blue swaddling clothes that had been prepared, Eol's replied without looking up, "The name is too important, I need to think about it carefully." ”

For elves who almost never die of old age, there is no serious concept of time, so if you think about it, you may not know how many years it will take.

However, this kind of thing is normal among the elves, and his wife Arettir only nodded when she heard this.

……

In the world of Alda, the elves, especially the high elves, are naturally much better than the human race, and at the same time, their will and control the body are also very strong, which can be clearly found in the process of the growth of newborn babies.

The average speed at which a normal elf baby learns to walk and speak is about a year.

In other words, the elf baby is already enough to communicate with his parents and relatives at the age of one.

However, the process only took a month, and of course no one except Charles knew this clearly.

However, Charles was not feeling any joy in this regard, but rather depressed, lying in a faint, jasmine-scented cradle.

I don't know where it is, I don't know what happened next, the only impression is that it was a hazy, unremembered dream that seemed to be a very long one.

He didn't feel any signs of the Shuttle Door fragments, and he didn't know if he would be able to leave this world.

This is unpredictable for the vengeful Charles.

Yes, revenge.

Every time he thinks about everything that has happened, Charles has a strong anger in his heart, and he will never forget the fact that he was bitten by a poisonous snake when he was thinking of "arranging the future", and he is also disgusted with his own stupidity in the past.

He couldn't wait, but unfortunately, it was not only the world's problems in front of him at present, but also his own situation, and most importantly, his own strength, which was also a difficult task that he had to face.

Thinking of this, the baby's dark eyes staring blankly at the ceiling suddenly blinked, and sighed with mixed emotions.

Then he lifted his slender arm, which had not left a trace of excess fat, and beckoned to the narrow shadow on the wooden ceiling that trembled slightly from the reflection of the candle's light.

I saw that the shadow that was originally fixed to the surface of the ceiling bent and contracted when he beckoned, and then disappeared from sight.

But then there was a soft sound not far from the cradle, proving that he was one of his only two abilities at the moment.

The candles in the room went out.