Regressed Reincarnation: How to Escape a Fantasy World!!

IN THE ROYAL CASTLE OF SOL KINGDOM

KING ALLEN'S POV:-

Standing in front of him makes me wonder about how I ended up reaching up to this point. It really makes no sense, or maybe it does if I take absurdity as a normal thing. It wasn't like this from the beginning or more like it never was like that until a few decades ago, but here we are with me, bound by him, following every order he gives. 

'Even though I should consider myself lucky that it was him who chose me and not some other arrogant prick,' I think as I observe him.

He, one of the lower 'Gods', who selected me and the people under me as his champions, was standing in front of me. His reason for being here? What else can it be other than that mana surge that occurred in Eslaine? 

"So, according to what you say, the Elf named Zwain, who is also a reincarnator, was the reason for the mana surge that occurred in that place, which goes by the name Eslaine. When you reached there, the Elf King was also present there, so you could not persuade him to join you. You and the Elf King explained everything to that kid about the rules and regulations of this world as you should do and you returned after you checked that the flow and order of things was normal. Is that all?" He speaks everything that I told him and asks me once again about the conversation. 

I nod at him, at which he activates something and checks before nodding at me. He then looks in a certain direction, or more precisely, toward Eslaine. He keeps his eyes concentrated in that direction for a few moments before closing them as a smile forms on his face.

"Well, he is not that special, but it checks everything out. Too bad we can't have him on our side. Inform me if anything else happens, otherwise let's meet later in the Champion's Selection." He smiles at me then vanishes from there.

A sigh of relief comes out of my mouth as I sense him gone from this planet. A higher being, for them, this world is just a playground where every person is a piece to use. 

Then a smile forms on my face as I recall back what happened in Eslaine,

'Well, I guess a storm is coming to the Gods too, I guess. Morpehus, I hope you get even stronger than this. I am betting on you. Don't let me down on this one.'

Remembering his speech that made everyone follow him unconditionally still sends a chill down my spine. Not because of the power itself, but because of the way he did it. 

Others might not see it, but he had miniscule magic circles in his body…billions of them working in perfect harmony. I wonder what he will do when he can finally use mana equal to that of a normal person or even better to that close to someone like a King. I can't help but get excited at that thought.

'The time for Humans is finally going to come. Even Gods have to bow to us Humans.'

…

IN ALFHEIM NEAR THE KINGS' GARDEN

ELF KING GERALT'S POV:-

"Father, you should rest right now. Why are you walking in the garden right now?" Lia glares at me with anger in her eyes. I can't help but smile as I look at her. Her being here finally puts my mind at ease,

'Thinking of which, I wonder if Zwain and Morpheus left Eslaine or not. I hope they reach here safely. Honestly, there shouldn't be any problem after Allen and I intervened and everything else returned to normal, but if Morpheus catches any ' God's ' attention, I don't think I can help them in any way possible. 

"What are you thinking about now? Hey! Don't you dare ignore me!!" I hear Lia still shouting at me. Looking at her, an idea pops in my mind as I ask her,

"Lia, what do you think about mating with Morpheus?" 

-Bang

She hits me as hard as she could and then looks down at me as if I am the most pathetic thing she had seen in her life.

'Weren't you the one who was asking me to take care of myself? How come you are hitting me now?' I can't help but complain as I look at her.

"That monster is way out of anyone's reach. Except that beautiful woman whose sculpture we have to distribute in Alfheim. If I am not wrong, then they are his family. The elder one is the wife and the younger one might be his daughter or wife's sister. Father, no matter what happens, don't get involved with Morpheus directly. You can contact the other people in his party and pass on the message to Morpheus, but not directly," she speaks to me as she leaves from that place.

Looking at her, I can't help but nod at her. I can understand why she wants to stay away from that kid. Though I have different plans because of different reasons. 

'The future looks quite interesting, to say the least.' I mumble as I observe the Garden once more.

-Beep beep

I then hear a mana vibration coming from a sphere in my pocket. Looking at it, a smile forms on my face as I answer the call.

"Hello, old friend. How have you been?" I ask him with a cheerful voice.

"Cut the crap, Geralt. Tell me why you called me. You don't call a person under seclusion over a 100 times just to ask about his well being. Especially the one who is supposed to be your biggest enemy," the person on the other side of the call answers as he gets a bit irritated but still waits for my explanation as his eyes get serious.

"He is here," I answer him with a serious expression at which his eyes widen but then a smile forms on his face as he asks again,

"How was he?" 

"Majestic. He didn't have an ounce of mana, or maybe he had some, but it was far too less than what is normal. Even then, he had the capability to stand on equal terms against two Kings," answering him a smile forms on our faces. 

"Hmmm…but it makes me worried too now," he answers as his smile changes to that of a helpless one.

Looking at him being worried, I can't help but question him, "Are you worried that the Gods might do something to him?" 

"No. Geralt, I don't think you know the extent of power Sir Aether can show. Even if he didn't have any mana, he would have surely found a way to fight and even win against them. What I am worried about is simply that…He might end up destroying this world once he gets to know the secrets of Visca and the Gods," He speaks as a tired expression forms on his face.

I can't help but be baffled by his claim. This…

"That powerful, huh?" I ask him.

"Yeah, he is just like that," he answers me as his shoulder drops then he stretches it back before yawning and looking at me as he continues, "a storm is coming towards the Gods and this world, Geralt. Brace for the impact."

The call then disconnects. I can't help but think again about my future moves on what I should do.

'Should I kill Morpheus? No, that will make me an enemy out of that guy. It will be the pure doom of Eslaine. In the first place can I even do it? What should I do next, huh?' 

"Sigh…This is troublesome."

…

AT AN UNKNOWN CITY IN AN UNKNOWN PLACE:

AISHA'S POV:-

"He has arrived into this world or maybe he was in this world already but has finally started to make his moves," I speak to my partners as I look at mine and mother's figurine which were placed in the area as wanted people. According to the note, it says that a divine calling has been placed on this world and whoever will find these people will be given whatever he wishes for.

"Your father?" One of them asks me as he looks at the figurine with wide eyes. They are the very few people whom I trust in this world right now, so they know about me and a few of my secrets.

I nod at him, confirming his question. He then ponders over something before looking back at me,

"So, what should our next move be? Should we cancel our plans and go meet him? He might be worried about you, or maybe we can help him in any way. Who knows how he was brought into this world?" 

"Haha…we help him? You are funny in that regard? Well, let's not meet father right now. Our mission is important right now. As for meeting him, we have no clue except to visit one of the Kings, which isn't really possible given our status right now," I answer him as I bury my face in my hands as slight exhaustion takes over me.

'Let's hope father doesn't end up destroying this world or something. This world has too many goddamn secrets and knowing father he will search and exploit each and everyone of them. Let's see what we can do to stop him. I hope he will still listen to me when that time comes.'

I then slap both my cheeks as I stand up with a determined face and look forward to my destination.

"It won't be long, father.. We shall meet soon, very soon."