Her Adventure Relived!


Growing Up


I knew the moment was coming, and knowing without doing was just another sorry excuse of witnessing that damned plot. I wasn't going to let it happen again, I doubt my heart could take it, I didn't bear the thought of witnessing the tragedy again.

I prepared.

In this world, magic is power; in every world, readiness is all. And I knew how to be ready, if there ever came a situation that pushed me so far.

Hakuryuu could stop her with his powers, but I didn't want that. The damage would have already been done, if it meant Hakuryuu had to conquer his dungeons. But if there was a another way to refrain her from using magic, then I could easily fall victim as well. I worked on it in secret; no one knew and I planned to keep it that way. Even the ruhk was manipulated to remain silent. It's a bit saddening to think I've gotten so used to this magic privilege, but I look out for my own good. I won't let such a small guilt prevent me from what really matters.

If it meant that I suffer alone for betraying this world, then I will gladly accept the tarnished reputation. My appearance in this universe was shocking, no one saw me coming, and I remain a mystery to this day. It's only fitting I also leave with a bang.

But it's a shame, Kouen does not get to document my origins. I only hope the man has gotten sentimental enough to be satisfied with the time we've spent together.


Ugo was understanding; he no longer hid himself behind a shelf when I finished my story. I sloe of the accident, the dream about Solomon, the rebirth, but it still felt like he refused to speak to me. Of course, he seemed a bit more interested the moment I mentioned Solomon's name his face lit up with a blush only a fangirl could harness.

Then again, he's treating me as if I'm some sort of alien, though, I admit that I sort of am. But, I bet if we were to meet aliens, it still wouldn't be as awkward as this.

I was about to speak when he suddenly runs into another room behind the books and slowly walks back, something glowing in his hands.

I smiled, knowing what this was. If I were sent back to the time when the Parthevian Empire still exists then my guess would be, that was Aladdin.

He opened his hands, revealing what was atop his palms. I was right.

A tiny child, smaller than my fist slept soundly on his cupped hands, a faint glow covered him. He was strangely cute, considering he was merely a fetus, but it was true, there's a certain aura he gives off, it was soothing. I can see why Solomon and the others loved Sheba. If Aladdin resembled her, then Sheba's aura must've been heavenly.

Ugo and I sat for a while, looking at the child. It was strange, I felt something beyond calmness. He is the fourth Magi, perhaps that was it. The aura of a Magi, the son of two of the greatest magicians. It was no doubt that God loved this boy more than anyone. He is his child, after all.

Aladdin's presence was comforting us. Ugo…not so much. He kept looking up every few minutes as if I were going to bite him any moment now. By the third time I've looked up at him, he was already a few feet further than when he brought Aladdin over.

Ugo… I don't know if you're pitiful or I'm pitiful.

Certain amounts of time has passed and I awaken to see the bed canopy of my room…

How regretful! I was reading an interesting book, too… I wonder if I could go back again. It didn't seem like my permission was granted by Ugo.

I sat up with those thoughts in mind when I felt something heavy around my neck.

Hmm?

Oh dear, if this is another scepter- I looked down. It was not, thankfully, but what is it? Holding the object up, I see it resembles a key. It was attached to a long string around my neck. Simple, I like it. But again, what is it?

Weird, why am I getting things every time I seem to dream.


Today is the day I turn five. Strange, I don't feel any older.

Over the past few years, I've learned everything that father and mother could offer, though most of the time it's just me taking their books and saying I want to look at the pictures in them.

I've also secretly practiced some magic, but I think mother noticed a few times; she's looked at me with raised brows, most of the which were when I had just finished casting a spell, the one exception was when I stole food from the kitchen. Practice makes me hungry…

All in all, I was quite successful with magic; it came easy and I didn't feel like I was going to run out of energy for days. But that's not even the best part, as I found out that the key I dreamt up could actually take me anywhere!

It happened like this: I was playing around with the scepter in one hand and the key around my neck one day, trying to see what any of these thing did, or if they did anything. With it being a key, I would obviously try to poke it into a door hole, and so I did. With the key in the lock of my restroom door, I twisted to the right and heard a click. What.

"I could've sworn this key worked for the kitchen door, too." I had tried it earlier. With that said, I opened the restroom door to see…the kitchen?!

It gave me quite a shock but as I experimented, I understood how the key worked to some extent. It could take me to wherever or whoever I wanted to go, but there must be a door near them. I found this out when I immediately tried to go to Masrur but was given a sheet of white instead when I opened the door. That must mean he's not near an openable entrance.

Knowing this fact, I tried Ugo next. It worked. Remembering all those unread books he had, I immediately jumped in.

He was startled when he saw me again but I could care less. I showed him my key and told him about what I found. He wasn't surprised, and instead gave me a smile, which was pretty suspicious because, I mean, he's Ugo. I squinted at him for a minute, trying to catch any abnormal actions, but he just ignored me and continued doing whatever he was doing so I went off to do my own thing. The book I was previously reading was still on the ground in the same place, that made me glad but now that I'm back here again, I felt the need to explore. After all, I never quite finished checking out the place and it was important that I did.

It was reassuring to know I can come back here anytime.

I returned to my room through the restroom door, elated. This was amazing!

Whoever gave me this key, I love you. I pranced around happily in my room, giving the key a kiss.

All of a sudden, it started to glow. An eight-pointed star appeared on the head of the key, it looked like a magic circle. What the. What is this witchery? I could see the white ruhk gather, and is this wind I feel? Almost instantly, a giant blue head pops out. UGO?! Again? Oh god, what is happening.

The big blue thing in my room looked around, saw me, then smiled again. That was the same smile he gave me when I showed him the key. Was this what he wasn't telling me? Well, he could've told me about this sooner and I won't have to go through this, the heart of a child is very fragile, y'know. I could've been traumatized. …Haha. Who am I kidding. I don't see what I could do with this, but cool. I've got my own temporary djinn.

I just hope Mother didn't sense that. As soon as the though came into mind, I heard frantic footsteps followed by her voice. Oh no, how should I explain to her about this? I don't think djinns even exists at this time!

I panicked and started waving the key around the room, hoping Ugo would go back. He did, but how was I supposed to cover this up. Using one of the quickest and most simple spells I knew, I made some water from the ruhk and threw it over myself. I became drenched the moment she bursted into my room.

"Look Mah! I made water!" I tried to sound ecstatic while looking at her with sparkling eyes. She was panting at my doorway and examining me up and down to check if I was alright. Mom, chill. It was only a burst of ruhk, what can it do? Tickle me?

She let out a big sigh of relief, then fell to the ground with me in her arms. She patted my head a couple times, but I think she was trying to calm herself.

Again, I tried to speak to her, "Mother, did you see? I used magic! Like you!" Half of me tried to convince her that I summoned water and not a blue giant, but the other half wished secretly that she would recognized my talent for magic and let me learn openly. I planned to tell her at one point, and this was as good as any other.

She held my face and made me look at her. I kept a smile but was internally freaking out, praying that she won't scold me. "We need to speak to you father."


Little Mommy Drabble:

aka Mom's POV

The moment Aru was born, all I could see was a sheet of white. It was astonishing, the way those fluttering pieces of light flooded in from every direction. I was the only one who was able to see them, but we all felt it. She was something special. She was a child loved by the ruhk.

The days passed, and as I watched my little girl grow, I've realized. She was wise, too much for her age. She didn't cry either. It worried my husband and me so. Her eyes knew too much.

She was special, perhaps that was why the ruhk loved her.

I became afraid for my daughter. She was too young to hold so much. It was as if the world had placed its hopes onto her, but to me, she was helpless. She knew, but she couldn't act. For she had knowledge, but no power. Yet, she had potential. Perhaps that was why the ruhk was here.

I've spoken with my husband. She is our little girl, our one and only bundle of joy. And we've decided, that when time comes, we will let her go. I understand that having too much knowledge will kill her, but keeping her here with nothing to do with it would kill her sooner. Our precious daughter deserves to be happy and if sending her off could grant that, then so be it. For now, we'll try to be the best parents we can and when she leaves, that's why the ruhk are with her.

Aru POV:

When you're a five year old child, there really isn't much to do but wander and learn. Mother and Father aren't strict on the whole 'learning' thing, but the lessons I had to take from time to time were effortless to me. It didn't take them long to realize I didn't need most of these lessons. Instead, Father plans to take me as an assistant for his work when I grow older. That'd be nice, traveling the world as a merchant, but then again, I still want to pursue my interest in magic. The spells I've been doing are powerful and resourceful, but sadly, they're so simple… Mother's books only provided the healing spells. Man, I want to do cool stuff like make black holes!

Don't ask why, though. It's just something every five year old girl needs.

And that was why I was sitting in dad's office chair. Mother was in the corner with Father, they were whispering about something but it was pretty obvious they were talking about me. I could hear bits and pieces like 'magic school' and 'she's too young.' The first part made my face light up immediately, but the second part, I knew was going to be a problem.

The two came back with determined looks. Father sat down on the guest chair and Mother stood by his side. Okay, I'm not going to lie. This was a bit intimidating.

I had no reason to be scared. There was no need to stay home, and unless they plan to marry me off then there should be nothing stopping me from learning.

Father was first to act. Unexpectedly, he started crying with a loud and childish 'Wahhh.' I didn't see that coming. It was as if someone had robbed him, a child, of his candy. I flinched at the sight when he started speaking, no. It was more like whining, "That means you won't be able to come with me on business trips, anymore! And I had everything planned out, too." The waterfall on his face grew.

Father, I never knew you were this type of person. I mean, you doted on me a lot but now I feel kind of bad. It's the first time I've had my parents cry over me. I felt sort of touched.

Mother began to move, she put her hand on Father's shoulder to console him. "We've decided to send you to a magic school when you become a bit older." With this, Father bursted; his cries became even louder and I could see tears coming out of his face like a geyser.

I was more shocked about Father's eyes than the actual news, but I expected it. Actually, I was planning on going to one sooner or later with the whole learning magic mindset I had, but this made it easier. "What?!" I tried to sound shocked, "But I'll miss you guys!" But it was true, they were my parents.

Father ran around the desk to lift me in his arms and hug me, "I know!"

Mother had a half-serious face on, but I could tell she was smiling at Father's ridiculous behavior. "Young lady, do you think I wouldn't know about those spells you've been secretly playing with?" Ah, so she knew.

Mother spoke again, "Of course I knew!" What?! How does she do that? "As a magician, I would obviously feel it, but as a mother, I would know what my daughter is up to." She walked over to Father, and I and joined in on the hug.

I started tearing up. Were these the family moments I could have had in my old life? Thinking back, I'm starting to miss my old family, especially brother. If I ever see him again, I'll have to thank him for sending me into this world.

Ah! That's what this group hug was missing! I had a mini epiphany and shouted with a big smile, "Mah! I want a brother!"

"EHHH?!"

"EHHH?!"

I laughed in their surprise.


You should've seen their faces; it sure is good to be youthful. Oops, I sound like an old man, but it's true. Mother and Father aren't even thirty, it's not that hard to give me a brother. I hope he looks like Masrur, considering I look almost identical to my old appearance.

Anyway, it turns out I'll be going to Magnostadt, which wasn't surprising, but I've read the book. That place is tough. No…do I have to do squats and suffer lightening attacks like Aladdin did, or will eventually?! That doesn't sound very nice…

I've decided that until I go to the school, I will train my magic and body even more. It's like they said, starting early helps. With those thoughts, my days have become hectic. I bothered Mother with every chance I have to ask her questions and make her practice with me, but I didn't forget about Father. I felt bad for leaving him in a few years so I made sure to cook him plenty of delicious meals. The cooks were against it at first, but they acknowledge me and my fabulous cooking skills. They've even made me write some recipes down. I agreed.

Giving them the recipes was a great help with magic though, since I stayed up a few nights to write everything I could remember. And I remembered everything. I gave the entire stack of it to Father as a present. He was more than happy to accept my 'original' recipes, calling me a genius and all, but he said he was going to be sad when I'm not around to cook them.

That makes me dejected as well, why does Father always manage to give me feels? There came one day when I suggested he should make copies of these recipes and distribute it as one of his company products. The problem of other people copying it soon came up, though it was a good idea. But who does he think I am, I come from a world where copyright was everything. This was how most companies made profit.

"Father it's simple, all you need is a powerful backing. Before you start distributing the books in a country, consult with the leader and have them pass a law that this is original. But first, you must convince them that this is a great product. If the leader is willing to support you, have them announce that any other piece of merchandise containing the original content of this recipe book without our company's insignia on it, is illegal and a large fine will be issued. Thus, only our company can produce and sell the products and any other company that tries to copy us will have to use our symbol, it's like free advertising! If they were to be caught, the fines go to the leader of the territory the fake product is being distributed in and it'll be a win-win for all of us. The same goes for a lot of things, like toys and clothing. Father, you'd be surprised at how many things you can brand and monopolize with an influential backing."

I could tell Father's head was spinning from this new way of thinking but after a few minutes of him rubbing his head, he had a huge smile plastered on his face. "Aru?" He held my hands, his eyes were sparkling, "Do you have any other ideas?"

Oh no, did I say too much? I knew it, it's best to pretend you know nothing. Ah, but he seems so happy, I guess I do something for him.

"Um, let me think about it." I smiled at him with my eyes closed, already able to see what else he could do. I knew a lot more than just recipes Father, just never expected them to come to use.

I was a child. It would've been suspicious if I hadn't thought about toys so I came to my father with a stack of proposals. I had been sketching during break times from my magic lessons with Mother. It wasn't really magic since she made me do physical activity. What kind of Mother makes her child do parkour?! And what are those? Spikes?! With spikes?!

I mean, I guess she's alright with it with the whole 'a doctor is watching' idea but I'm six, Mom.

I'm six, and a ninja, nice to meet you. What a conversation starter.

As a break time comfort, I drafted toys. It was unfortunate electronics did not exist, but I could manage. The first was a doll made of cloth. I drew several of them with varying skin colors and no hair. It didn't have any clothes either but instead everything was made separately so the children could customize them up anyway they like. The idea was far from original, but if I'm the first in the world and I have this knowledge, heck I'll do it. This world needs it and I'll give it to them even if I have no right.

The next one was a music box. I memorized the mechanics of it so I drew out all the parts.

Metal wasn't a big thing in this world, but I found a substitute for that. This type of wood made sound just fine and believe it or not, it resonated better than most metals. Is this some sort of magical tree that just-I won't question it. It's the world of Magi. The melodies I chose were songs such as You Are My Sunshine for the children, but I've made a box large enough to play Mozart and whatnot. The music notes were nearly half the stack I presented but I was sure it was going to be a big hit.

I came up with things such as skateboards and roller blades. A bike was in the pile, but it seems the resourced to make it were lacking. Rubik's cube models and board games were in there, too. Chess seemed to exist in this world, so why wouldn't the others. The games and accessories for the dolls made up the rest of the pile and Father's office was filled. I think he enjoys looking at the pages on his free time, though. I could totally imagine him looking at them like they're precious family photos when I'm gone in the future.

After toys were gone, I wanted to play with clothing again. It's been a while since I've touched a needle. Thank goodness I learned how to use one manually back in my old world instead of the machine. I had one in the corner of my room, but it wasn't put to work that often.

I asked for Father to bring home some fabric, but he brought home a roomful of it. Well, at least I won't have to worry about running out of fabric. That was a tailor's nightmare. Thus, I had fun. Without neglecting my magic lessons and bonding with my family, I made clothing at night. The magic spell that replenishes my energy really keeps me awake. I could confidently say I wouldn't have to sleep for weeks, but I didn't dare to test it. I still made sure to sleep every few days, just in case the spell had side effects. At this rate, I had used up the entire rooms cloth in just a month, but received in exchange, a brand new wardrobe that wasn't just cloth wrapped around you. That's what everyone's been wearing and believe me, it was not very convenient.

Simultaneously, I scribed the books with details on how to make more convenient clothing and gave those to Father too. The clothes I made were very varied, most of them based off of the characters I liked. The cloth Father got came from all over the world so I could make a bunch of different clothing. From kimonos to dresses, I even threw in some modern clothing. It's been a while since I've worn a T-shirt and sweatpants. Those sets will be my pajamas. The rest of the clothing, Father never asked where I put them, but I actually stashed it with Ugo. He was kind enough to clear out a room for me in his realm. It was huge, like the treasure rooms in dungeons. If someone were to break into Ugo's fortress, my place would be the treasure room with all this flashy clothing. I even put some of the copies of my books in here. Father had already started producing them and wanted to begin his launch soon, but I urged him to wait and focus on creating factories first, though.

Instead of using workers to copy the book, I proposed the idea of printing. Again, not my idea but thank you dear ancestors of my old world. He though it was phenomenal so he started planting factories here and there all across the world. He started traveling immediately to check on the plans overseas. It's gotten lonely without him, but he promised to be back by the year I leave for Magnostadt.

He would occasionally send letters and merchandise, like the toys I made. I only kept the box with the Sunshine melody and gave the rest to the servant's children. They were happy with it and started thanking me to the point where I felt guilty about even gifting them. They soon got close to me during their more frequent days of visits. Their parents have apologized saying the kids begged to see me again. I was touched, it was a bit heartwarming to talk with people 'my age.' The children immediately opened up and with the leftover cloth I had, I made clothes for the dolls they received from me. I had a lot of scraps of fabric to the point where it was safe to say the dolls had more clothing than I did.

It was fun seeing the kids play, though. They would be working with their parents while I practiced my magic, but with Father away on his trips, I used his bonding time for the children. It was how they got out of work, too. See? Win-win.

With hopes of helping them, I often brought them to the kitchen to cook. These weren't just any dish though, they were mainly sweets! They became hooked the first time and I became so proud, they're going to be great cooks in the future! Because of me, the kids became assistants in the kitchen. They were happy about it, doing something they enjoyed though some of kids asked me for lessons on sewing. I gladly lent them a hand.

The years have gone by so quickly and Father returned when I turned seven. I was to go to Magnostadt next year and I'm pretty happy and confident about my skills. Mother attended that school before, and she's told me about how most things work. It didn't sound as bad, the way she put it.

With just a year left to spend with my family, Father decided to take us traveling with him. His work has gotten especially hectic but he still wants to spare some time with us. With that said, we head towards the central plains.

Central plains…wasn't that…Kou?