Prologue

What happens after death?

This is a question that many ask themselves. Some believe in some form of afterlife such as Heaven or Hell, some believe in a constant cycle of reincarnation, and some believe that you simply cease to exist.

As for me, I've always been a believer of Heaven and Hell. I believed that when I die, I would find myself either in a beautiful paradise or a fiery land filled with suffering.

However...

[Congratulations! You have been reborn and gifted with the SAO system!]

Rather then Heaven or Hell, this is the first thing that I see upon opening my eyes!

I went to rub my eyes only to realize that I couldn't, or rather it was difficult to move my limbs in general and even my neck couldn't properly be lifted.

Why am I an infant!?

Is this reincarnation? I thought the memories of your past life was supposed to be erased, yet I clearly remember everything! Is this the fabled 'reincarnation in another world' scenario?

...no, no. I shouldn't just assume that I'm in another world...though this stupid floating box seems to support that I am.

Maybe I'm in a parallel world or something, or maybe the world just wasn't as mundane as I had originally thought. For now let's assume that I am still on Earth until proven otherwise.

Still, I really hope I was born male...

DING

Hm? A bell like chime rung in my ears. That sounded oddly familiar...

[Your gamer system is based off all the Sword Art Online franchise including anime, games, and light novels. Due to being a newborn, the system will be temporarily shut down.]

Oh! The screen changed!

Though why SAO? I'm not even that big of a fan...I mean, I liked the first season of the anime but then it got kind of dry.

Plus why does it have to be locked? You might as well have not even notified me that I have such an ability! Now I'm going to have to live knowing that I have a system that I can't even use...

Haah...Oh well, it's true that as a baby I wouldn't be able to really do anything...

"—...—-!"

"—-.—...?"

Whoa! I was so focused on the message from the system that I wasn't even paying attention to my surroundings!

"—-..."

After calming down, I looked at where the noise is coming from. There are two people directly next to me, one is a woman and the other a man. Are these my parents?

The woman is quite beautiful, having dirty blonde hair, bright blue eyes, a pretty face, and a decently developed figure. She has on a rather old looking green dress with a cross around her neck.

Again I'm caught off guard when she suddenly comes over and reaches out for me. She picked me up and cradled me in her arms, something that's pretty freakin' scary! I was just picked up by a giant!

"—...—-..."

She then starts to speak, but I can't understand a thing. It sounds like French, but due to my under developed ears it sounds like something you would hear from a radio with crappy signal.

I then get passed to a muscular man with dark brown hair, green eyes, and a decent sized beard. He has on a brown...tunic(?) with dark pants and brown boots.

So these two are my parents, huh?

3 months later

Over the past few months I've learned a few things after my hearing finally developed. One is my name, I'm Regis Brassard. My mom's name is Emeline and my father is Florent.

Second thing I learned is that I am indeed in France. Sounds fun. I took a few French classes in high school, all way up to AP. I'm by no means an expert, but I should be able to pick it up as I age.

Next thing is that I am in the early ages, if the lack of electronic lights and the old school clothing mean anything.

In other words, the likelihood that I was placed in a fantasy world has decreased, but there is still a chance! Part of me really wants it to be a fantasy world (Otaku part), while the other is slightly terrified of the idea as it's possible I can die all over again (the realist part)!

Due to the fact that there is a possibility that I am in a world that has danger around every corner. I've decided to start training myself! Nothing to strenuous, just raising my arms and legs until I can get enough strength to flip myself over. I'm almost there, but not quite.

The training method came from a Web Novel that I read in my last life. [1]The main character was some kind of special agent in his first life and was reincarnated into a fantasy world where he put himself through intense training even as an infant.

I just have to make sure that I don't overdue it.

1 year later

I can now walk and can do that broken up speech that most kids my age can do. Though don't get me wrong, I've got the language down pretty well and I can speak fluently. It would just look suspicious if a baby a little over 1 started to talk full sentences. Unfortunately, I can't practice reading since books are rather rare to own in this time period.

Another thing I learned was what my parents do. My father is a village guard (cliche, I know) and my mom is a stay-at-home mother. I love my parents with all my heart this time and they love me back. While in my last life my dad was a useless, abusing drunkard this one loved and showed lots of affection to both mom and I.

I've also managed to take a look at my appearance. I have a full head of longish brown hair that's naturally messy with a single strand sticking up at the front. My eyes are a similar green as my fathers. Oddly enough, I look a bit like Tatsumi from Akame ga Kill...

As for my secret training, it's going pretty well. I've stepped my training up to push ups and pull ups. It would be nice if I could start to jog and increase my stamina, but it would make too much noise with this wooden floor. So for now, it'll have to wait.

9 months later

I am extremely excited for today! I can finally leave the house! Mom says her best friend just had a baby not so long ago and we're going out to meet my future friend.

Currently mom and I are sitting in a wagon going to mom's friends' house. The wooden seats are hardly comfortable and all the bumps on the road cause it to rock a bit, making my butt hurt.

"We're almost there. Are you ready to meet new people Regis?"

I nodded my head in an exited way with my ahoge swishing back and forth.

"Hahaha! I'm excited too, it's been awile since I last saw her."

After a few more minutes of waiting a large cottage and a barn next to it came into view. Huh, must be farmers...wonder if I can help out in the future. They own quite a bit of land too, how many acres is this!?

"Here we are! My friends name is Isabelle, okay?"

I nodded in response as the front door opened to show a really beautiful blonde women with a nice... figure. Are those things real!? How are they so big and yet not saggy!?

"Emeline!"

Ow! My poor ears! You don't need to screech, woman!

"Isabelle!"

I instantly retreated to the side with my hands over my ears to block out the high pitched noise of women chattering away. Anymore of that, and I might actually go deaf before I reach my teen years. No wonder dad said to be careful around woman, they're part banshee!

My mom and Isabelle proceed to catch up, completely ignoring my existence. Oh well if there was one thing being a baby taught me, it was patience. After all I only able to eat, sleep, shit, and piss for months. Alongside the training regiment, something that also taught me diligence because, my God, I was in pain when I first started to actually exercise.

After what felt like years, Mrs. Isabelle finally realized we were still on her porch and that I was just standing there.

"Oh my, I'm so sorry! Come in, lets find a seat."

We come to a table and some seats were mom and Isabelle then sit down at. I start to climb up my moms lap, she picks me up and places me there. Miss blonde then goes full blown aunty on me.

"Awww, he's so cute!"

Hey! No touching the cheeks!

Stop that! Stop squeezing my cheeks! Please~!

"Oh my! Just look at him, being all polite!"

She let go of my cheeks...only to be hugged to her chest.

Gh...! I can't breathe! I can't breathe!

I flailed my arms uselessly, even with all my training I can't get out of this woman's grasp.

...am I going to die again?

"Hey...let go of him, your suffocating in those things."

"Oh!? I'm so sorry, sweetie!"

Hh...haa...thank the Lord, she let me out of that marshmallow like prison. Maybe if I was older and actually had hormones, I would have enjoyed it. However, as I am now, I'm more pissed off that I almost died to some woman's freakishly large boobs!

Also, mother, why do you sound so bitter. Your perfect the way you are.

They then went back to catching up when the sound of a babies cry was heard throughout the house. Miss Isabelle looks a little worried so she gets up to go calm her baby, mom also gets up to go see. I didn't know what to do so I just followed them.

"Shhh shhh, it's alright little one, mommies here."

I just stood there watching while Mrs. Isabelle calmed the baby down. When the baby stopped crying I went up to Isabelle and pointed at the baby in her arms.

"Do you want to hold her?"

Huh? No, I just want to see her. I may have trained myself, but I don't think you should trust me to-

She just plops the baby right in my arms! Hey, what the hell!? What if I dropped her, damn it!? Though it seems that my training did pay off, as I can carry the baby without much difficulty.

I look down and am immediately lost in those beautiful sapphire eyes. The baby looks at me curiously and I just give her a warm smile. She grabs my shirt in a death grip and start to giggle. Awwwww~!

"What's her name?"

Thank you mom. I was wondering that too. We really are mother and son, huh?

"Jeanne."

That name sounds familiar...

"Jeanne D'arc."

No way...NO WAY! Medieval France...Domrémy is the village name...and this babies name is Jeanne D'arc.

I'm holding a future saint in my arms!

DING

Eh!?

[SYSTEM PARTIALLY ACTIVATING...]

[UNLOCKING STATS...]

[UNLOCKING FRIENDS...]

[UNLOCKING BGM...]

Ehhhhhh!?

Chapter End

[1] Do any of you know what series I'm alluding to?

Disclaimer: I do not own the Fate series, Sword Art Online, or any other series that may appear in this story! The only thing I own is my character!

Well, here is the prologue to the rewrite of Black Sword Saint, now called The Sword Saint of Orléans. It's very similar to the first chapter of the older story, but has some added stuff as well. I also fixed the horrid spelling from before (LOL).

The first few chapters will be very similar to the past story, but at the same time there will be large differences as well. In fact, the next chapter will be completely new! I want to spend at least a chapter developing the relationship between Regis and his family after all.

The goal for this novel is to release a chapter every Wednesday. The chapter sizes will increase as the story get going.

Thank you for reading!