Present Time, 2025
New Jersey, America.
A boy thirteen or fourteen years old was seated on the stairs outside an orphanage, he seemed sad and very regretful about something.
" Lukas, boy, you are dead. How dare you harm someone in the school?" a grumpy voice came from inside the orphanage. Lukas just looked back and shook his head in disappointment.
I was a Prince, in this life I have been reduced to being a peasant, and look at this mongrel.
" Dan, that boy tried to hurt me. He said to lick his feet if I didn't want to get hurt. I had to hurt him to let him know," Lukas said in his defense. He was actually not afraid of the beating he would get, but he was just upset how life has treated him.
I am a warrior, and I died both times in battle. Why? Why am I still alive?
After dying at Kharakhoum in the year 1227 AD, he was reborn once again in the year 2011. He regained his memories at the age of 8, and now he is 14.
" Come inside to get a beating," the grumpy voice said once again, and inside the orphanage Lukas could hear that Dan was searching for something, maybe something to beat him up with.
Lukas, who was also known as Loukas and Gereltei in the past, looked at his palm with fingers opened wide, then he formed a fist in his hand and went inside the orphanage.
Dan, a middle-aged person, was rummaging through the storehouse to find a stick. He always beat Lukas with a stick and always found joy in breaking it on his back.
As he was leisurely searching for the stick in the rubbish, he saw Lukas entering. Dan smiled widely, then took a puff from his cigarette and was readying his hand today to beat this bastard.
Lukas had no expression on his face, the beating he got from a young age in this shelter house was nothing compared to his training in the field of Kharakhoum.
Lukas got a flashback of when he was training under his father, Genghis. Thirty Khan riders were circling around him and his father.
Genghis was smiling at him, and then he used his glaive to signal the thirty Khan riders to start the volley.
The Khan Riders were using small bows, and the horses were ruthless as well. At that time, Genghis Khan was shocked to see the maddened smile on his son's face, just like his.
Genghis Khan smiled, and arrows came in fast. Genghis Khan, as if dancing in the field, dodged the arrows smoothly. Lukas copied his father's move, danced among the arrows, and pulled out his daggers from his waist.
" Gereltei, show me what you're made of." Genghis said, The Khan riders, the ultimate horse archers in the world, were missing their shots, which was also making them angry.
The volleys became even more ruthless, Khan Rider started predicting where Genghis and Gereltei would land and was shooting earlier.
Genghis smiled and danced even more unpredictably. Lukas (Gereltei) dashed towards his father while dodging the arrows, but an arrow soon pierced his calf. He didn't even make any expression of pain just clashed with the titan Genghis.
*Clang*
The three blades touched each other. Gereltei was born with herculean strength, so he almost pushed Genghis back, but Genghis was a master of technique, and everything in his hand became a weapon.
The glaive was his least favorite weapon, and he was practicing today to master this weapon and also teach his son a thing or two.
" Ahaha, you're the perfect son, Gereltei, don't hold back now," Genghis Khan said with a chuckle, then waved his glaive in a motion that instantly deflected arrows that was coming towards him.
Gereltei gritted his teeth and once again rushed towards Genghis. This time a second arrow landed on his feet, but it barely scratched them. Genghis Khan also launched himself towards Gereltei with full speed, but he was very nimble even with a bigger and fatter body than Gereltei and dodged every single arrow.
*Clang*
Gereltei, this time, used his full strength, the blades in their hands almost broke with the sheer inhuman strength of both men.
Then both of them retreated two steps back. Gereltei was hit, and Genghis was surprised how strong his son was.
Genghis Khan then stopped the horse archer as today's practice was done, and he was happy.
" We are the punishment of God, bestowed upon people in this world, Gereltei," Genghis Khan said with a proud tone.
"If they didn't commit great sins, God would not have sent a punishment like us in this world, ahahaha." Genghis Khan, saying this, held Gereltei by his shoulder and laughed loudly.
The thirty Khan riders who were riding their horses stopped and looked at the father and son duo. They were taking big breaths and feeling tired, but these two monsters were laughing.
Lukas's flashback ended with him remembering his father's laughter, and his lips also curled up in a smile. Dan, the caretaker, seeing the smile on Lukas's face, felt a weird chill in his spine.
" What are you staring at, boy?" Dan asked, as he was feeling nervous.
Lukas just walked slowly and went directly towards the caretaker. Dan stood up and tried to slap Lukas but failed because he missed Lukas's cheek.
Where is the brat?
Lukas dodged, then ducked himself, and punched hard in the stomach of Dan before Dan could even see.
Getting the fist in the gut, Dan's body shook as he had never felt a pain like this before, and as a person from the 21st century, he never had to fight, so he was shocked and almost paralyzed for a moment.
Lukas didn't stop there, as Dan clutched his stomach and bent down, Lukas grabbed the back hair of Dan and turned his face up.
*Boom*
*Crack*
A straight punch in the face, and as soon as it landed, Lukas heard a bone-crushing sound. He frowned because this man was too weak, so he punched once again.
*Crack*
Another crack in the skull, and after that Dan stopped moving altogether.