Capítulo 3: Chapter 3: Orphanage, and Speed-reading
Aaron groggily sat up, still dizzy and unaware of his surroundings.
"Where the fuck am I?" Aaron said out loud before he heard a gasp coming from his side. As he looked over a middle-aged woman was sitting by his bed, in a pure white outfit, and a nurse's hat on her head.
"Well, I never. It does not matter the situation you are in, a young boy such as you should never utter such foul words" the nurse said shocked that such a young child would have such a bad tongue.
"Umm, I'm sorry miss, but I was just shocked. Could you please tell me where I am?" Aaron asked softly, noticing now that his voice was much higher than it was previously. The nurse stared straight into Aaron's eyes, looking a hint of deceit, and after a few moments let out a huff.
"It's fine dear. Just please remember never to say such words, honestly who would be irresponsible enough to teach a child such foul words. Moving past that, you are currently in Queen's General Hospital. You came in with a head injury with the matron of your orphanage.
One of the older kids had by mistake kicked a soccer ball, hitting you in the head knocking you out, and resulting in a minor concussion. The head matron of your orphanage brought you in for treatment. You've been unconscious for the last 24 hours, causing us to start panicking but after checking you over we determined that there is nothing wrong with you." the nurse said before getting up and examining his head.
"You seem to be fine known but take care not to move around too much until your headache passes. I'll go get the matron to come to pick you up" the nurse said leaving the room, presumably to call the head matron to pick him up.
Aaron was currently wearing a red t-shirt, with black shorts, both of which were a little too big for him. He quickly checked over his body and realized that his body was that of a child.
'Fuck' Aaron thought to himself while hopping off the bed and knocking off a file on a small table near his body.
"What is this?" Aaron thought as he picked up the papers, that were scattered on the floor. As he read over them, he realized that these were his medical notes. Instead of listing his name as Aaron Zamora, it was instead listed as Lawrence, and the year was currently 1989, around two decades before the beginning of the first Avengers' film. His birthday was listed as October 4th, 1984, so he was around 4 and a half right now.
'Well I at least now know my basic information, but if the matron comes into the room, I'll be screwed because I don't know anything else.' Lawrence thought to himself. He was beginning to panic before he received a telepathic message from Truth.
'* Just act as you normally do, claim to have amnesia, it would work well enough. I just transmigrated you there and inserted memories of you being left at the orphanage when you were just a baby. How you normally act is what I used to facilitate the inserted memories, so just how you usually do, and you'll be fine.
And no, you don't have any biological parents, I just created your body from the surrounding energy because I needed a specialized body so that you could cultivate. You will register as a regular human to any medical scans and blood tests before reaching the xiantian stage. So, you don't have to be worried about being dissected. This is my last message to you, so have fun Law*'
"Well at least that is taken care of," Law said out loud before releasing his breath that he unknowing held. He started looking through the room for a mirror and found one in the washroom. As he looked at himself in the mirror, he was shocked by what he saw. He didn't look like his past self as a child, but instead looked like a young version of Chun Woo Han from The Breaker (Author's note: I recently got back into reading manga, and decided to instead give my MC the looks from on the characters from one of my favorite manga's). He had pitch-black hair, that was shaggy and reached his neck. The only difference between him and the character from the breaker was that he had bright clear purple eyes. He certainly liked his new appearance and stared at himself in the mirror for a few more minutes before going back to the bed.
In around an hour the head matron came to see him, and he acted as if he had amnesia. It wasn't as hard as he expected because he did not know anyone there. His admission had caused the head matron to start tearing up and apologizing for his accident which wasn't her fault. It took a few hours for Lawrence to be discharged from the hospital after being checked over once more by the doctor at the behest of the matron. The doctor informed her that nothing further could be done, and she could only hope that his memories would return in time.
The trip back to the orphanage had taken 2 hours by taxi, and whilst in the car, the matron was just telling Lawrence everything about his *fake* past hoping to jog his memories. That certainly wasn't going to happen but, he learned enough information to understand that he was truly in the Marvel universe. Truth had inserted memories of him being a hardcore Captain America fan, even having the collector's cards from packs that were still being sold.
'Why the hell did Truth make these people think I idolized Captain America. If I was forced to choose a team, I wouldn't choose either Ironman or Captain America. I would choose Team Groot because baby Groot is both awesome and cute as f*** his in-baby form. (Author's note: If anyone doesn't think that Baby Groot is cute, they are a heathen and deserve to be burned on the stake)" Lawrence thought to himself while nodding along to everything that the Matron was saying.
When Lawrence finally got back to the orphanage, he was greeted by two 9-year-old kids that apologized for injuring him half-heartedly, and then left disgruntled. Lawrence excused himself to his room, lying that he had a headache and wanted rest. Believing his horrible acting, the matron allowed Lawrence to go to his room, to sleep and excused him from any chores for the next week.
Luckily it was midday right now, so he was the only person in his room, and he immediately sat on his bed cross-legged and tried to enter his mindscape. It took him over two hours of trying to access his mindscape before he finally gave up and just went to sleep. And surprise-surprise as soon as he lost consciousness, he found himself inside his mind in his childish current body.
'Well at least I know how to access my mindscape now' He thought to himself while looking around. He found himself in a black void, with what he could only assume was the mental representation of his library of a heaven's path in front of him. This was because in front of him was a large temple with a large symbolical book on top of the entrance. He floated himself to the entrance, which was just a large white cloudy wall, the was reminiscent of Dark Soul Boss entrances.
As soon as he entered, he found himself in front of thousands of rows of books, each lined with an uncountable number of texts.
'This is amazing' Law thought while basking in the sheer brilliance of his Library of Heaven's Path. He stood stunned for a few minutes before forcing himself out of his dazed state.
"Okay first things, I can either try and read millions of cultivation techniques first, or first start with soul cultivation, and then move one," Law said to himself before pulling up all the soul strengthening techniques. Unlike cultivation, soul strengthening would not make him a God, but it would make his path through cultivation much easier, increasing his comprehension speed as well as his memory. As he concentrated the soul strengthening techniques, he was greeted with the sight thousands of books flying from somewhere in the back of the library to in front of him. The books piled up in front of him, creating over 20 stacks, which were each over 9ft tall.
"Fuck, it's going to take me years to read all of this. There has to be an easier way to get through all of these books." Law said frustrated at the situation before sitting down and deciding how to proceed. After dozens of minutes of thinking, he remembers something he had read in the fanfic in his past life.
"This might just work," Law said before calling forth any speed-reading techniques, hoping that his library would have something like that. To his relief, 50 books appear creating two stacks of books that were much smaller than the 9ft tall monstrosities that had appeared before.
'This is manageable, maybe I'll even get insight into Dao of Speed Reading' Law thought to himself jokingly, while picking up the first book in front of him. For the next 8 hours, Law managed to read around 5 of the speed-reading techniques before he was forcefully ejected from his mindscape, but a little girl shaking him awake outside.
"Who are you?" Law asked somewhat aggressively, causing the little girl to recoil in fear before beginning to tear up. Law instantly felt bad, even if he was a thief in his past life, he had rules that he would always try his best to follow. One of his major rules was to never attack or endanger kids. He would only sell weed to those over 16, which he believed was the age where kids were old enough to decide for themselves.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to scare you. I just was just grumpy at being woken up, I'm sorry." Law said while slowly approaching the little girl. He as soon as he reached her, he gently rubbed her head, instantly calming her down, and causing her to blush a little. She was a cute Asian child, with long black hair that reached her waist, and pure black eyes.
"I am not scared" the little girl replied, puffing her cheeks causing Law to release a small chuckle.
"Of course, you're not. Let me introduce myself, I'm Lawrence, but you can call me Law. What's your name?" Lawrence asked softly lifting his hand off her head.
"You don't remember me," she said starting to cry a little.
"I'm sorry, I really can't remember anything, but I'm sure that you're the cutest little girl here," Law said trying to placate her while pulling her into a hug. She cried for a few moments before nodding her head and pushing him away.
"Then I'm going to force you to remember me, and to never forget me again. I'm Suzanne Chan, you better never forget it again," she said proudly.
"I'm sure, I'll never forget you again," Law said while feeling he had heard her name before. 'But Where?' Law thought to himself before Suzanne pulled him to the kitchen for dinner.
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