In this world, I'm five years old.

In my old one, I was sixteen.

I was not much of a socialite then but I have a bright future ahead of me. It all showed with all of the things I learned and was willing to learn.

With all of the knowledge that I carried over from the previous world to this one, you would think that a small thing like my beloved family's name would be an easy thing to remember.

My loving Mom, my Dad and his short temper, my childish older sister and her quirks, the family's head chef, the maid who wakes me up every morning, the gardener who taught me how to make flower crowns.

Names are said to be given by you because you love them. They are something you don't forget and would always keep close to your hearts.

But I couldn't remember theirs.

Their were so important to me.

I love them all.

Yet, I couldn't even... I couldn't.

Those people, as of now, are fading faster than ever. Not just their names... but also everything about them.

I'm afraid to forget them.

I don't ever want to forget.

"Everyone... I'm so sorry."


Stomping through the marketplace of Reim once more, I continued to ignore again and again, the woman before me who was asking for my forgiveness.

In case some of you didn't know, Sheba, my maniac teacher, left me in the Great Plains after our first suicidal lesson causing me to be forever traumatised of the Kou Empire.

Of course, I refused to give her what she wanted to hear from me. The 'I forgive you' phrase.

"Forgive me!"

"Please!"

"Even for a bit!"

"FORGIVE MEEE!"

I stopped and stared at her grovelling form blankly, faintly amused that she's getting stepped on by people but she doesn't notice because she's on her spirit form.

I went to her and stretched my hand, her eyes lighting up when she thought I was forgiving her, when in reality, I just wanted the bronze coin beside her.

I walked away, ignoring her and her crestfallen look that made her look like a cat deprived of love. Which is probably a great description of her current feeling right now.

There's no way I was gonna forgive her that easily. We're gonna be like this for at least a month before I start considering to forgive her. Sorry, Sheba, but I'm also quite the keeper of grudges, not just promises.

Wanting to kill me in the name of magic lessons is one thing. I can let that pass. But traumatising me one of the countries I wanted to explore in the future? No. Too far.

Sheba's expression suddenly brightened from the previous one she had. She ran past me into one of the stalls behind me. She perched herself on top of a barrel and held up one of the fruits, showing it to me in a 'Ta-dah!' fashion.

"Doesn't this look cool?"

It was a dragon fruit. I wasn't amused as it reminded me of Kouen. It was cool but all it ever did was bring back bad memories.

I suppressed a shudder at the evil thing that reminded me of said person. I went past her and continued on my trekking, silently hoping she'll leave me alone for awhile. But it doesn't seem it would happen as a blur passed me and into another stall was the cat-like woman.

She held up once more a... fruit..? whose origins I don't know nor do I know what it is.

"How about this one? You'll like this one, right!?"

She looked like she knows what it is as she proudly held it up as if I would be fascinated. I am and I was also a little bit curious. It was a purple fruit with a lone purple leaf sticking from above it. The indent in the fruit was like a person smiling like a goof and, oddly, it reminded me of Sinbad.

A smile instantly broke out on my face. I could actually see him smiling like that. It also probably didn't help that the fruit's colour was purple.

I glanced at the Great Queen staring at me and I covered my lips when I realized I was smiling.

What...

Sheba beamed brightly as she saw the swift change in my expression and I only had mere moments to react when she decidedly pounced on me.

"YOU'RE SMILING~"

I dodged to the side and ran towards the hotel's direction, screaming out to her;

"LEAVE ME ALONE!"

"NO WAY!"

I didn't even care that I was attracting unwanted attention from the people around. It was probably the day that I was officially known by the people of Reim as batshit crazy. Great first impression, I must say.


Later that night, I snuck off to head to the nearest body of water to train. I wouldn't have been able to sleep anyway so why not spend my time wisely and prepare for Magnostadt? It was a magician's school that I like to think would be something akin to a battlefield with their quest for knowledge in this time.

Besides, Sheba had finally left me alone, thinking I was going to sleep the night away when in reality, I was gonna practice magic until morning. Who needs sleep anyways?

As soon as I got to the port, I headed off into a vacant shore away from view, and started hovering until I was at least three feet above ground. I haven't tested how long I could maintain myself in the air but I guess I'll figure it out tonight.

Worst comes to worst, I'll have to swim back to land. No big deal. I'm four but I could at least swim. The problem is how cold the ocean would be at this time of the night.

I went forward until I was far enough away from the port and contemplated what I should do. I couldn't do flashy magic akin to fire or lightning lest I caught attention to me so discreet ones should do. Wind, sound, or water. Just those.

Settling for practicing all three mentioned, my hand pulled the necklace from within my shirt and took Sheba's staff. What she said before was true. The reason why I couldn't do much progress in magic is because I've been doing it wrong. I was supposed to have a staff to help me control the magoi properly. And as you all know, I never once used a staff or anything related to one.

But this time, I clutched the small metal, closing my eyes and focusing my magoi on it, the ruhk around me starting to swarm in my hand. I will do this properly.

I felt the metal grew and I opened my eyes to assess my progress on growing it. It was the size of my palm and I sighed. Well, this is the first time I would be trying to grow this than the size it currently has. The night is still young.

I closed my eyes again and poured more magoi in it, feeling the staff grow in height. I struggled for about 30 minutes before I was satisfied with the size.

I looked in awe at the Divine Staff that was at least the same height as me. Unlike before in which it happen to stop growing after it was the size of my hand. I twirled the golden staff as moonlight was reflected on it with every movement I make.

Amazing.

I smiled and started making loops out of glee. It threw me off balance as I remembered I can't make sudden movements unless I wanted to fall and I steadied myself with my heart beating out of my chest.

As soon as I was safe and calm, I held the staff infront of me, revelling at the fact that it felt nice holding a somewhat makeshift weapon. I could use it to smack anyone in the head if magic isn't an option.

I closed my eyes then and focused. Wind was the first element I have to try to make tonight and if I'm successful, I'll move on to the other two then try to master all three.

The Ruhk around me slowly gathered and swirled at the tip of the staff. I gave the command for it to transform into wind and, slightly hesitant, I opened my eyes to see how I faired. I could feel the breeze around me picking up and I could also see a faint outline of a somewhat transparent ball.

I realized then that the strong wind whipping about was coming from said ball.

I held it closer to see it better before I pointed it at the huge cloud looming above, threatening to cover the moon and shot it upwards. It took a moment but the cloud suddenly halved with an outline of a circle when the ball of wind reached it. The moon once again shone down on me.

"Whoa..."

The smile on my face turned ecstatic and I sighed happily. I know what I'm going to do until daybreak.


I lay in my bed in slight exhaustion.

Magic training was easier now that I have a staff but I still forget that even with the help of the Ruhk, my hunger still goes down at a fast rate as does my stamina. What a cruel life.

I'll end up fat if I kept on eating to restore part of my energy. I knew I should've used that spell to restore it rather than suck it up until morning but I didn't want to rely on it too much.

Good thing, though, my parents hadn't realised that I snuck out last night to train for dangerous spells like a tiny (5 feet tall) tornado and a mini (Signal #2) storm. Nope. Haven't suspected a thing even after they woke up to see my clothes in tatters.

I sometimes wonder if they're really dense or just really unbelieving of their daughter's ability to create disasters. Well, I guess most people wouldn't believe that a five year old girl would be able to create tornadoes and storms in just one night. I know I definitely wouldn't.

But alas, said five year old could really do it and she was also quite surprised at the progress she had made in just one night.

Unbelievable, people would say. But it's quite possible.

I sighed, burying my head in my pillow as the constant haunting sound of waves echoed again and again at my ears. I'm feel tired, yes, but I feel so accomplished. I imagine that my days in Magnostadt would be like this. It'll be amazing.

But I wonder, what's Magnostadt like at this point in time? From what I know, the Mustashim Anarchy hasn't happened yet, right?

Hm...

What would actually happen if I was still at the Academy when the magicians overthrow the royalty gain control of the country? Will I have to fight, as well?

I stopped thinking about it when my stomach growled, indicating something along the lines of 'Foooood'.

I turned my head to the side and whined. "Mom~ Breakfast~" I waited for a bit and no one answered.

They must've left already. I yawned and turned my head to my other side. Whatever. I'll eat when I wake up later.

That was my plan but apparently, fate has a different idea. The moment I closed my eyes, I suddenly felt dizzy, as if the world around me was warping and shifting all over. It was kind of like when I go through a portal those two... times...

...

The world around me stopped spinning and I dared to open one of my eyes. I looked all over the place blankly, that military camp over there looking way too familiar, before turning to the tree trunk that I was leaning in.

I started to bash my head repeatedly.

I'VE BEEN TELEPORTED ONCE MOOOORRREEEE!

"Oi."

I flinched.

That was an all too familiar voice and I turned my head mechanically, blood dripping down to my chin profusely from the gaping gash in my forehead. I'd like to think that I turned pale because of me losing blood and not because of the redhead currently standing two feet away from me. Yup. Absolutely.

I raised one of my hand and nonchalantly greeted him.

"Yo."

I tried to run away. It didn't work.

"NOO!" Clutching the front of my dress, he jerked me forward to him until the two of us where looking each other eye to eye.

"So you came back." He stared at me intently, as if wanting me to burst into flames and disappear like the trash that he thought I am. That's offending. Really offending but my fear overridden my distaste at that.

Sweat continued to pour down my face as I looked away, trying to look for ways so I can escape. "No, no. You got it all wrong. I'm just a spirit that came here to haunt you for that time that I died in that ditch. No biggie." I laughed nervously and he deadpanned at me. Obviously not believing a word that I said.

Without letting go of my dress, he pulled his sword out from its sheath. He pointed it at me and I saw my pale face reflected back at me. "If that's the case then this sword will have no problem going through you. You are dead."

I paled even further and before he could try, I started blabbering in panic. "Okay, okay! I'm alive! No need to kill me off to know! Jesus Christ!" I looked away and closed my eyes tightly, as if bracing myself for my eminent death.

Seriously. Why am I back here? Was it Sheba? Was she messing with me since I didn't really forgive her yet? If so, why am I the wrong one here? I'm the one who's been offended!

Dammit. I wanna go back to the soft confines of the hotel bed back in Reim and just sleep. I'm so tiiirreeed!

SHINK!

I turned my head back to Kouen when I heard the sound of him returning his sword. I regretted it instantly. He was smirking at me and the hand crumpling my tattered dress doesn't look like it was being released at any moment.

"Good timing. Koumei had wanted to see you after what you did the other day." He set me down and dragged me off, me tripping and stumbling from all the roots and rocks of the unfamiliar terrain.

"Wait, what?" Slightly confused, I let him do so before what he meant registered on my head. What? What?

Weaving through trees and bushes, Kouen had his sights straight to the camp and at his brother, ignoring the struggle that I was doing in futile. He has a freakin' iron grasp on my dress!

"N-N-No, wait! Um... I... uh.." He looked back to me with a glare, as if saying that I needed to shut up or there will be consequences.

Facing me off with a look like that, I couldn't think of anything to reason to him so that he will kindly look into his cold heart and do the impossible and release me. I really don't want to deal with this. And accompanied by my tiredness from the night before, I couldn't make myself do anymore spells that will help me without making myself faint from exhaustion.

But that doesn't mean I won't try.

As we broke through into a forest pathway, I looked over at the side of future Kou prince who was set on ignoring me and closed my eyes in concentration.

I opened my palm and focused the Ruhk around me to head to it and form a ball of wind, kind of like the one I made back in Reim that was powerful enough to part a huge cluster of clouds. Though, this one was obviously weaker than that if you take into consideration its smaller sphere shape and less concentrated wind. That was to be expected. I wasn't using a staff as Kouen was holding onto it through the front of my dress.

But this may work.

If it did then that would be great for me. Hopefully it's not strong enough to severe limbs and just blow away this forceful captor of mine, enough for me to get away.

I pointed my hand at the ground and shot it. It instantly separated us as it made contact with the ground. Both of us flew of in different directions and, luckily enough, I didn't sustain any injuries aside from small cuts and an almost ruined skirt.

I was near rejoicing that I was successful when I caught sight of the redhead leaning against a tree, unconscious and blood gushing in huge amounts from a wound in his shoulder.

I paled and struggled to get up despite the fact that I was swaying from fatigue.

Kouen was hurt.

And it was because of me.

I didn't know it would be that powerful to cause an injury. I looked over at where I had shot the ball of wind and winced at the spherical dent it left in its wake, along with a few trees bearing the same cut that the future Kou prince currently had. Sheba was right, without a staff, controlling magic was hard.

I crouched infront of him and focused on regaining a small bit of my energy, just enough to heal and close his wound.

Dear Solomon, I hope he won't die because of me.

Tears pooled in the corner of my eyes from guilt and I set to work. I directly tapped into his Ruhk and, despite it being something that wasn't under my command as it belonged to a living being, I tried my best to give out the orders to hurry the healing process.

I constantly poured my own Ruhk into him to make it easier to control. Black crept on my peripheral vision and I swallowed down the vomit from the impending nausea brought by pain.

As soon as I was done, I slumped away and leaned beside the still unconscious boy, sweat dotting my forehead and my breathing ragged.

I managed to heal him after two hours and now all that was left that will remind him that I injured him was the slightly pink scar running from his right shoulder to slightly below the middle of his collarbone.

I would actually finish healing him until said scar was gone but, right now, I couldn't care less about it as I was more worried about my vision turning black from exhaustion.

I blinked owlishly and tried to calm my breathing from the pain I was previously in.

Too tired. Need... sleep...

Unable to stay awake any longer I closed my eyes and graciously accepted slumber. Forgetting one small fact that I needed to get away and escape from that place.


When I woke up, I was leaning against the tree and that the sun was already way above me, indicating it was noon time. I've stayed asleep for way too long.

I stared in a daze at the ground infront of me and into the empty spot beside me. I was starting to wonder what happened at the pool of blood that I saw when memories started rushing through me.

Oh... that's right. I hurt Kouen and now he's somewhere out there instead of resting. Hm...

I turned to the cloudless sky before what was happening registered.

I paled.

I forgot that I was supposed to run away! Not stay here and sleep beside the person I wounded who will most likely kill me for it! What was I thinking!?

I stood up and immediately patted my self all over to see if I was missing something and sighed in relief when I felt the familiar outlines of my necklace still on me.

So I didn't lose anything when I was blown away that time.

The image of me smacking into dirt and Kouen hitting a tree with a wound on his shoulder suddenly flashed through my mind. I paled even further and I batted the horrible image away.

No, no. Bad Je'hel. Don't think about those stuff and just concentrate on finding a way out of this place.

I slapped my cheeks lightly, shaking my head before looking around me at the clearing. I couldn't find any trace of Kouen anywhere and despite being worried, I sighed in relief.

Him not being here near me means I'm safe for the moment. And that's good.

Refusing to acknowledge the slight pang in my chest at my fear for him, I started thinking to myself how I got back the first around.

I remember it being Sheba who brought me back so I assumed that calling her right now was the right idea. She was the only one who knows how to get back as she brought me here in the first place.

I swear, I'm really not gonna forgive her once I come back. How dare she bring me back here.

Not knowing any ways to call her out, I took out her staff and enlarged it to a size I was familiar by now. I tapped it on the ground.

"Sheba!"

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"SHEBA!"

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Okay. Who said it was gonna work?

I slumped on the ground on my knees in early defeat. Of course that won't work. This is Sheba we're talking about. She pretty much comes and goes whenever she wants. Why did I think I would manage to just call her out here when I have never even done it before?

I sighed and rubbed the side of my face in exasperation with the palm of my hand. How am I supposed to go back? Geez...

A crunching of grass from a little ways away from me caught my attention and I immediately looked up, expecting to see the sheepish form of Sheba only to be disappointed.

A scowl and a blank look that was sent to my form and those looks could only belong to two certain brothers.

Ren Kouen and Ren Koumei.

I unconsciously held my breath in when they continued forward to where I am.

Worst comes to worst, I'll use the Divine Staff to fight them and fly away from this place. I thought nervously, clutching the golden staff tightly.

Koumei, perhaps sensing my uneasiness at the situation, tilted his head and spoke. "We mean no harm. We simply wished to talk."

It was a bit unusual to see a boy barely older than me already acting like his older self and already carrying his trademark fan. It was way too amusing that I relaxed and let my guard down a bit.

I sat crisscrossed infront of them where they stopped but still kept the staff in my hand, not really all that ready to fight them with magic but more to use it as something to swat them away if they come to close.

I may be currently five years old but that doesn't mean I can't do that much.

"What do you want?" I cautiously asked, my eyes wandering to Kouen's shoulder to see his ruined clothes from before and the scar in plain sight.

I felt slightly guilty for a moment as it was my fault why he was hurt in the first place. I'm happy that I get to practice my healing at someone else but not in that kind of situation.

"We want you to help me in my magic research." Koumei's voice broke through my thoughts and I almost choked on air.

I paled. "What...?" All I heard was research.

Koumei peeked at his brother before continuing. "Help me with my magic research." He repeated what he said.

I opened my mouth to quickly refuse ("Fuck no.") when Kouen spoke before I did.

"Know that you can't refuse or you won't be able to get out of here alive." I started sweating when he unsheathed his sword and pointed it at me. "Koumei's research is a secret and you being out there knowing about it is not something we can let you do."

Were Kouen always this forceful?

The sword pointing at me grimly reflected my image and somehow, I wish I could just swat them away with the chunk of gold in my hands.

Of course, he is.

"Now. Answer!" I flinched at his high-pitched commanding voice and realised that if he was already like this with this voice, imagine how even more forceful he would be with a deep one.

Not really thinking about what should come out of my mouth, I started agreeing. "Fine! Just leave me alone, please!" I looked away and tightly shut my eyes, using the Divine Staff as a sort of makeshift shield.

Dear God, I can't believe I just graciously accepted their offer. I really didn't wanna do it. What if they just decided that I needed to be experimented on to find out more about magicians? I might die, dammit!

The sound of a sword being sheathed sounded through the air and I looked back to see a highly pleased look from Kouen and an exasperated one from Koumei.

I realised then that it was Kouen who wanted me in on the research not Koumei.

I started shaking, my bangs covering my eyes, before my forehead smacked in the ground beside me. Really hard.

THWACK!

I'VE BEEN TRIIIIIICCKKKEEEEDD!


A/N: Aahhh... it's nice that Je'hel gets to spend some time with Kouen~ But what about Sinbad? D=

Meh. He can handle it. Lol

Should I keep on saying that you guys are free to tell me what to do on the 10th Chapter special so I can work on it now? I think I should. =]