Rune Master

Prologue

I wasn't born a hero.

I didn't live as a hero.

But I died as one.

Great, right? Wrong!

If I hadn't died then I wouldn't have been reborn into this wonderful and shitty universe.

I had been a normal man who happened to be an anime enthusiast (otaku is a strong word for me). It was a pretty normal life. I had friends, enemies, I went to college and I also had a pet tarantula (getting friends to meet her was always hilarious).

My last day started with my friends and I going to a movie shoot that was just a block away from our university, they were shooting a car chasing scene and the road was blocked for the occasion. We were all really excited to get a chance to witness the making of a scene in person. It was an added bonus that it was for a soon to be sequel to my favorite movie. You could probably guess by now, but a kids as stupid enough to run in the middle of the road just as the car was closing in.

My morale was also stupid enough to make me run in and push the kid away, there was a split second where time seemed to freeze and then BAM! My life ended just like that. No pain and no chance to lament my fate.

Things would have been easy if that was the end of me and I was judged on whether I was going to go heaven or hell and spending the rest of eternity in bliss or suffering, or maybe rotting away into nothing but a bag of bones, having me live on as just a memory. Then however, I began to remember everything of my past life. It was an odd experience to say the least.

It started around when I was two and a half years old, my brain must have developed enough to access some of my old memories, I was just glad I didn't need to be born again and suffer the knowledge of being birthed or know what sucking a nipple to get milk feels like. You know...baby stuff.

It was also why I wasn't so in shock that I was living a second life since I had two years together used to my surroundings and the people I now deem as family.

At first it was just dreams and feelings of deja vu, knowing words and subjects I never heard of, and then I started to slowly recover memories I shouldn't have, they resurfaced one by one, times like my birthday, playing at the amusement park, my first kiss, my sister's marriage, my former family and so many others. It was a lot to take in knowing I had been reincarnated, but as I was an anime lover it helped quickly adampting my death and rebirth and I decided to enjoy this strange phenomenon.

I also realized as my memories returned to my two year old self, along with my maturity and knowledge, that there were a few facts I noticed about my current life.

First of all, my family is rich.

I barely had any remembrance of leaving my room but one look around my house drove the fact in; the rooms had chandeliers, intricate vases and statues with high art value, maids tending to my needs everyday, and a large oil painting of my family decorating the entrance.

The sad thing was, my mother seemed to have died when I was born and so the only time I got to meet her face was through the painting. She has a short brunette hair, fair white skin, an angular face and a hawk nose. I had my mother's green eyes and I could tell I was going to have my father's curly blond hair. I just hoped I didn't need to straighten it and have the same curl ends like my father.

On that note, if I had to describe how my father treats me... Oh no, he's not abusive or anything, in fact he was the opposite. To be frank, he spoiled me rotten, enough to the point it got annoying and the tiniest bit revolting. I'm not trying to be rude but my father isn't the most handsome...okay, let's just say he's obese and honestly very ugly...I just hoped I took after my mother more. It was uncomfortable being near a man who's constantly sweating and hugging me (the smell I tell you...oh the smell). For every occasion such as my first word, first step, or even my first clap he would even gather his associates and they would leave mountains of presents for every party my father made for me.

Oh and did I mention I have a brother? It's creepy that he not only looks but acts really similar to dad, which mean I have two family members smothering me most of the time.

So those two are idiots but they're lovable idiots.

Okay enough about my family. After I became three and started to learn how to read and do simple arithmetics (granted I already know all that but I didn't want anyone questioning where my sudden intelligence came from).

I knew though, asking where I was wouldn't be considered odd at all, considering how 'young' I was and the fact I've never left the mansion before. All though from their attire I could guess that maybe I was somewhere in Europe.

"Where we are? Why we're in Margarett Town."

Margarett, that didn't sound european and so I still have no clue where I was.

"Where is Margarett Town?" I asked in my childish tone.

The tutor, Mr. Fresbie chuckled at my curiosity and smiled warmly, he took out one of the books from the book shelves and laid it open for me to see.

There he showed me a map of Ishgar and he explained while pointing out where we are. "Here young master is the Kingdom of Fiore and around south of the continent is where Margarett Town lies."

The first thing that came up in my mind was to laugh. Because there was no way I could believe that I had been reincarnated into a FREAKING FICTIONAL STORY. My silence might have seemed like I was processing his explanation, and I was in a million miles an hour, but probably not in the same way as he thought I was. It had to be a coincidence! I really didn't want my conclusion to be right.

"Mr. Fresbie, what year are we in?"

"It's the year X769 Young Master Roy, is there a reason for your question?"

Not 2016 or even anywhere remotely close, but X769...for one thing there's an X and the number wasn't even remotely close.

Now that I thought about it, wasn't the name Jurenelle familiar? But I couldn't remember where I had heard it from before

Putting that aside though, now there was almost no doubt. I had been reborn into the Fairy Tail universe, and,according to canon, there will be a war with the most powerful Dark Mage and Dragon in about 20 years. Why couldn't the show just be a happy go lucky, slice of life? You just had to create a war didn't you Mashima?