Made a fair amount of edits and revisions. Also made some additions so that the chapter could be longer and give a better idea of what I'm wanting to do with the fic. About 6k words per chapter is likely what I'm going to try and aim for until I get past the first arc. Very new to this type of stuff, but I hope you'll enjoy nonetheless. Thank you any and all favs, follows and reviews!
A bright flash of light is what awakes me. Eyes I didn't even know were closed, shooting open and very quickly snapping shut again. I move to cover my eyes with my hand, giving them time to adjust to the sudden change. What I saw before me was a shadow amidst all the light, a shadow in the shape of a person.
"W-What's going on? Where am I?" I ask aloud, stuttering over my words. The fear I felt looking at the shadow combined with the anxiety of being in an unfamiliar environment leaving me in quite the pitiful state.
My ears pick up on muffled noises coming from the shadow, but I couldn't understand it. "U-Um.. I'm sorry, but I can't quite hear or understand you." I ask, my tone was nervous, fearful that I'd anger the bizarre being.
"Ah, there we go. You should be able to hear me now. Forgive me, but it takes some time for your soul to acclimate." The shadow's voice held a tinge of amusement, like I could almost feel the grin it was likely wearing. Its voice sounded masculine, albeit leaning more into the youthful side. It definitely could be considered androgynous by some.
"Oh, uh it's okay…" I trail my words off, unsure if it'd be better to address them incorrectly or not at all. I settle for not at all. "S-So um, What is this place? Where am I?"
"I'm not one to waste time and I doubt you're finding this scenery very pleasant, so allow me to explain. You have died and I am here to bring you an offer; Offers are what I am most known for after all." The beginning of a word leaves my mouth, but is cut off by the shadow. "I understand you have questions and this must be very difficult to process right now, but have patience. You'll get your answers." It tells me, its voice sounding pleased at having interrupted me.
"Now, I would like to offer you a chance at a new life. One of fantasy and harsh reality, but plenty of opportunity. In exchange for you being reborn in this new world, I would only request you try to live an entertaining life. I would be watching after all."
I looked at the shadow with a look of awe on my face, its words being shocking to say the least. There was confusion and excitement in equal measure, however I felt a great amount of anxiety and grief as well. As they said, however, I didn't have time to think about that.
"A-Alright, I guess I don't really have a choice here. Who would deny an isekai adventure when it's offered, especially when the opposite is likely worse.. Although… may i also make a request. I was wondering if I could get a boon. Something to help me survive and even prosper in the new world." A brief bit of silence follows my question, my question seeming to surprise the shadow.
The shadow bursts into laughter, my face burning with embarrassment. "Ah, I'm sorry I really shouldn't be-" I'd be cut off by the shadow once more, "You may request one boon. However, it must be something physical or biological. It also must be something you have to work on to be strong. No cheats for you." it replies, amusement clear in its voice.
A smile comes across my face and I reply, "Great! Thank you! Now then… what should i ask for?" Time would pass and the shadow would get impatient. I'd eventually make up my mind however, or more accurately I'd blurt out whatever I was thinking at that moment.
"The Sharingan! The eye jutsu of the Uchiha from Naruto! I'd like to have it and all the forms it comes with!" I yelled out, hoping it was a good choice. Perhaps not the most broken, but extremely useful. It also fits the shadow's requirements to a T.
The ability to copy whatever the eye sees with a perfect memory, gain enhanced reflexes and ability to cast illusions via eye contact. All things that would be good in just about any scenario. The shadow seemed to agree with my choice at the very least, its annoyance instantly fading away.
"Excellent choice! This will surely bring me even more entertainment! That's everything taken care of then, any last words before I send you away? I don't intend to be a very active watcher." The Shadow says, my mind picturing a grin along with its words.
"Uhh, I'm just wondering whether I know of this new world or if you can tell me what my living conditions are gonna be like… Oh! Also what am i gonna look like? Ah, I've got a bit actually." I ask the shadow bashfully
"To answer your questions… I don't know. I know that you know the world I'm sending you to, but there's no fun in telling you. Everything else will be left to chance, although no matter what you'll still have your reward. Enough questions now, let's get you to your new body."
The shadow reaches forward and places its "hand" on my head, my vision immediately going black and my body losing all sensation. A brief bit of time passes, feeling like I was floating in some sort of void. Then it happens and my eyes once more reopen, feeling slowly coming back to my body. A body that was much smaller now. This was the beginning of my Isekai journey, a mere baby born into the world. I feel weak and tired, sleep quickly overtaking me. I could only hope that I got lucky and was born into a good family that was rich and had many beautiful maids.
Months would pass since my rebirth and it became very clear what type of Isekai life was ahead of me. Needless to say It wasn't me being born into a rich family with everything i needed for this new life.
It wasn't what I was hoping for at all, I was unlucky. My living situation was bad, being the son of a peasant couple living under a shitty lord. Oh they looked the part of a highborn and refined noble, but they were cruel to their subjects. Taxes were high and the lord's soldiers would occasionally make trouble in the small town I lived in. That trouble often ended up with an unfortunate peasant getting "punished". Nobody died, yet at least, but their bodies and minds carried scars. All this I got from overhearing my parents talk about their woes.
That wasn't even the worst part however, I didn't have my Sharingan. I surmised that the Shadow God had really meant it when he said I'd have to work for its power. I also guessed that it'd have to be unlocked just as it was originally meant to be.
That wasn't something I was looking forward to in the slightest, but I supposed that it was better than nothing. As long as I can stay alive long enough then I'm pretty sure unlocking it won't be too hard. I'm positive that plenty of life or death situations would happen when I started adventuring.
That would be later however, for now I needed to deal with the worst part about being reborn. Growing up and actually being able to walk! As of now I am still a baby. A well behaved and quiet baby, but one nonetheless. Something that didn't allow me many forms of entertainment, leaving me with plenty of time to think. Too much time to think really.
I wasn't sure how long it'd been exactly since I'd been reborn, but my body wasn't developed enough yet to stand up or properly speak words. Another blessing being that I could understand this world's language, something I think would've driven me mad had I not.
My days have been spent trying to access any form of magic, but it all resulted in nothing. Magic existed, I knew that for certain. I'd seen a few mages occasionally travel through to the village when my new mother took me outside with her. I imagined they were here to tutor whatever kids the local lord had, their robes, hats and staff being all the evidence I needed to know.
I'd need to either overhear one talk about it, get lessons from them or potentially find a book detailing beginner magic. All of those being things I'd have to wait for as I simply let my body grow.
And so that's what I did. Time passed as I spent my infancy as the perfectly curious child of two peasants. Oh, speaking of my parents. I had hit the jackpot in terms of looks, both my parents being on the attractive side despite their rough lives. Their names are Mary and Flinn respectively. My new body's name is Erebus. A rather distinct name apparently derived from a distant family member from long ago.
My mother is fair skinned with long black hair and eyes just as dark as her hair. She maintained a slim figure, teetering the line between curvy and average. My father looked rather similar, but sporting a light tan from his time working as a laborer. And of course having a different, more toned build.
I figured they could even give that stupid noble family a run for their money, that is if my parents hadn't looked so worn out.
It was apparent that they'd lived a hard life and their body's showed it. Small stress wrinkles being clear on their faces, telltale signs of being pushed to their limits repeatedly. Combine that with the fact they weren't getting quite as much food as they should be and it painted a clear picture of your average peasant, at least for my town. I assumed it wasn't this bad everywhere and that our lord was harsher than most others. The expressions on the occasional traveler telling me that this wasn't super normal at least.
That hardly mattered though, It didn't stop me from absolutely hating the lord and his family. I'd never seen his family, only the arrogant piece of shit himself during the times he'd leave his large manor and pass through the town when traveling.
He'd make it very clear how inferior we were by telling us how "we should be oh so grateful to have such a strong former knight such as himself as a lord". Surely with the father being so rotten, the rest of the family followed after. It would only be natural.
The shitty noble never personally actually harmed anyone, words and taxes being his personal favorite tool to keep us down. That couldn't be said for his soldiers however, a group of five that were probably bandits before they became guards.
The worst of them was a tall, brown haired man named Rodrick. The head of the group apparently and the meanest person I'd ever seen. He was the one who gave out the physical punishments.
A personal favorite of his was forcing farmers that couldn't meet the tax quota to face the end of a whip. Their backs are lined with scars made by the whip, some people have much more than others.
The local Inn at least knew how to deal with them by now, pretty much everyone vacating the building whenever they see the group coming down. Although It's rumored that the inn keep's slight limp was caused by a rough beating, back in the early days when the lord had just taken over after the previous lord. People didn't know how violent the new one's soldiers were, they learnt quickly though.
That stupid noble and his crew weren't my biggest concern however, not for now at least. Instead it was learning how to use magic. I was roughly 3 now and very mature for my age, the pride and joy of my parents. Something I was glad to be for them, It's what they deserved after how much care they'd given for me. Experiencing those early years for myself really enlightened me to just how rough it can be to raise a kid, my respect for parents grew quite a bit.
With how mature I was and the lack of rules for kids in this world, they allowed me to visit the town. My luck finally coming through and revealing that we had a bookstore, well not specifically a bookstore. It was actually just a general store for the occasional traveler to sell goods. The owner just so happened to have once traded for a book on magic, a beginner one to boot.
I had entered one day, greeting the stern looking shop owner with a friendly smile. My excuse for entering was that I wanted to explore the town and his shop looked oh so interesting. My mature manner of speaking definitely helped in keeping him civil and not immediately telling me to go home.
I'd ask him some questions about his stock, the various shelves and tables having some interesting stuff that probably didn't belong in this otherwise lackluster town. Although most of the interesting stuff really had no purpose to any of the average peasant, their focus being on work and things that could assist them in it.
He had built up quite the collection over time. The current lord's father was apparently much kinder than his son, the owner getting most of his more interesting stock from that time.
I would wander his shop, praying for the slight chance of a book. And then I found it. A large tome covered in dust and laying on a table near a window, various boxes surrounding it.
I did not have the money for it. I didn't have any money at all and I really didn't want to ask my parents for any. They were poor enough already. Instead I'd resort to something else, thievery.
The process of stealing the book was much harder than I'd initially thought. To start off, It'd be far too obvious to see that I'd stolen it. Who wouldn't suspect thievery when seeing a three year old child running down the road with a book almost half his size. In broad daylight no less.
That was just one issue, there were many others as well. I couldn't just give up however, who knew how much power I'd lose out on if I kept waiting to train. I needed and wanted to be stronger, to really be something in this world.
It'd be early in the morning when I stalked the shop, the owner not yet opening the store. He was also quite old and not at all an early riser. All things that were highly beneficial to me.
"Sorry old man, but this is probably for the greater good," I'd mutter to myself, feeling guilty about the crime I was about to commit. I move from my crouched position behind some bushes and quietly walk over to the shutter window of the store. I messed around with it for a minute and let out a hushed sound of victory, glad that the owner hadn't noticed I unlocked it days ago.
I jump up and crawl through the window, being as quiet as my young body could be. Which was remarkably more than I expected, my light weight likely being a big reason why.
I spot the book and grab it from the table, making sure to cover the spot it was at with a few of the smaller boxes. All before quickly looking to see if the coast was clear and once more climbing through the window, tossing the book out before I did.
After closing the window and making sure I wasn't leaving any evidence behind, I sneak back to the house. A few people nearly spotted me, but none noticed the large book I carried.
I sneak back into my house and hide the book beneath my bed, a successful operation complete. My parents and the shop owner being none the wiser, that is me who stole the book. In fact I never heard of the owner even making a ruckus about stolen goods, something I wasn't sure I was grateful for.
I was glad that there weren't any dangerous repercussions, but… I was hoping for more… excitement during my escapade. Somewhere deep within, I wanted the excitement and danger that the shadow requested of me when he sent me to this new world.
I shook off those feelings however, deciding it was just me being extremely bored and restless after three years of growing up.
I wouldn't have to worry about the mind aching boredom anymore. I really had something to throw myself into now. A book of magic and spells, one that I could actually read. Something I shouldn't have been too surprised by considering I could also understand this land's language from the get go.
From that point onward I'd spend all my free time reading from the magical tome, learning all I could of this world's magic. This book was also how I first found out what world I was in. I was in the world of Mushoku Tensei. The rankings of magic being a clear indicator, the shadow's words about me knowing the world only solidifying that idea as well.
If I'm to be honest, I was glad it was this world. I loved the story this world was from, having watched both seasons of the anime and reading quite a bit of the web novel before I died…
That revelation had caused me to finally start remembering, to allow myself to think about my old world for a moment. About something I'd likely never be able to go back to.
"Ah, I wonder how everyone back home is doing." I mutter aloud to myself, sitting on bed and looking out the window. I was just about to head out to the training spot I'd scouted, but got caught up in my thoughts.
It had been hard, but for years now I'd fought off thoughts pertaining to my old world. Unlike most Isekai protagonists, I didn't hate my old world. It was hardly a good life, but I still had reasons for wanting to stay.
I thought of the friends and family I'd instantly left behind, ones I'd never be able to say goodbye to. The promises that would go unfulfilled, the dreams I lost out on and memories that would never be made.
I'd done a good job keeping these memories in the deep recesses of my head, but I couldn't push my feelings down quick enough this time. My mother caught me staring off into nothing with tears in my eyes.
"Honey? What's wrong? Why are you crying?" Her kind voice would ring out, breaking me out of my somber state, leaving me shocked and unable to properly form words for a moment. The woman's face conveying nothing but compassion and worry for me, something I felt I didn't deserve. I barely even talked to her and my father after all, spending most of my time out of the house.
I choke on my word before swallowing and regaining my composure, or at least trying to. "I-I was just thinking about how hard it must be for you and Pa. You always look so tired. I talk to others and they're the same. No one seems happy here! I-I just want to save you both from this place, like an actual hero! Not the fake one our lord says he is!"
I felt guilty about lying to her, she was genuinely worried and cared for me after all. It wasn't like I could be truthful however and it wasn't like I was lying per say. It did bother me greatly how rough the living situation could be here.
My Mother giggles slightly at my words, moving to sit beside me on my bed. Her arm reaches around me and pulls me into a hug. "Look at you, thinking about such complicated things. You don't have to burden yourself with those feelings. You're already our kind hearted hero. It's because of you that we can stand to work so hard, so don't feel bad for us. Have fun, enjoy your life and grow into the amazing man we know you'll be. Then one day when you're older, you can save your Pa and I. We can rest and feel proud knowing you've lived a happy life then"
I wasn't sure how to respond to that. Never before had I heard such a heartfelt message from another, one filled with so much love and genuine feeling. It was heartwarming and thankfully drowned out the thoughts that plagued me just moments ago.
I felt like I finally got my first proper goal right then, to liberate this village from the evil plaguing and let them be happy again. Then to the wider world and bring as much happiness as I possibly could. That'd be a good a goal, especially in this world.
Easier said than done however, especially considering I was just some three year old peasant. I despised my current standing in life, but there was nothing that could be done about it, yet.
Learning magic was very much a science, something I had a certain level of experience. Not much though and I was never big into studying. At the very least studying this kind of science was very fulfilling. Many weeks pass as I read through the book and get my foundations down.
My magic training had been progressing smoothly, but I needed to be able to do more. I could create a sputter of flame from my hand, but that was it. Each and everyday I'd cast the spell. My power and mana reserves grew the more I casted it until eventually one day I had a breakthrough.
I hold my hand out and mentally utter the word 'Firebolt" and with that a golf ball sized ball of fire shoots out and towards the river bank I was practicing at. A large smile came across my face, just barely able to restrain a yell of joy while I danced in celebration.
It took me about three months of practice to be able to shoot the spell wordlessly. I wasn't sure how I compared to the Rudeus, but I didn't really care, not right now at least. It wasn't like I expected to ever go against him or anything either way as well.
"Now that I think about it, am I even born in the same time period as him? I kinda hope so. It'd be pretty nice to meet up with various chara- people and try to help out." I'd been working on referring to the characters of Mushoku Tensei as actual people, thinking lesser of them would do me no good.
It wasn't hard to do either, what with my experience with my parents. Speaking of which… I really needed friends that weren't my parents. Sadly everyone in this village was too old or hadn't had kids yet. So I guess that meant I would continue to be alone for now.
I wasn't too bothered by that however, instead using my bountiful amounts of free time to practice.
Two years have passed. Two years of nonstop practice. I was five years old now and quite adept with my fire magic, the only magic I could say I have talent in. My earth and wind magic being okay and my water magic downright awful, which sucked. I was not the magic prodigy that Rudeus was, that was for sure.
Magic was hardly the only thing I practiced however, stealth and swordplay being the other. I think I might have a talent for stealth, considering I'd yet to be caught breaking into various people's houses.
That was definitely the weirdest hobby I'd taken up. At night and occasionally during the day, I'd sneak into people's homes and steal food. Something I admittedly felt bad about, but I valued my parents more than any of these other people. A far cry from the revelation I had after the talk with my mother. Such wide spread compassion can only be given by the strong and privileged however. I was anything but those.
Crimes aside, I was hoping to get even better at stealth. It was hard to train though and my "swordplay" practice could hardly be called anything of such. It was more like me exercising and swinging a stick in set patterns, vaguely going off what I remembered about martial arts training back from my world. That being to make sure I was swinging with my whole body and had decent foot work, something I was just hoping I was doing right and totally messing with my body's muscle memory.
Life was boring, but perhaps that's why I did something as risky as sneaking into houses and stealing. The shitty noble's soldiers even stopped coming down here so often, leaving us with a lot more peace. Life was… consistent.
A year later and that consistency would be broken. You see, I wasn't totally truthful when I said there was no one my age around. There were two apparently, the kids of the shitty noble. I'd have the misfortune of meeting them one day.
Why misfortune you might ask? Was it because they were super rude and arrogant like their father? Maybe even violent and cruel? No! It's because they were so damn different from their shitty father!
I'd be lying down at the river bank one day, resting after my magic practice. It was then that I heard two pairs of particularly light footsteps approaching, I opened my eyes and sat up enough to look around at who had been approaching.
It's there I see two girls standing, twins by the look of it. They had medium length dark blonde hair and eyes a dark shade of brown that almost made them look red instead. The twins wore matching short dresses with stockings, rather typical looking attire noble children would likely wear. Or at least kids whose parents were rich.
Their expressions seemed nervous and I was quite confused, I'd never seen these two before.
"Uh, can I help you?" I ask, the twins glancing between each other.
They glance at each other nervously before one finally steps forward. "W-We saw what you did! You casted magic! You didn't even utter an incantation, our brother's tutor never mentioned anything like that. You must be better than them, s-so.." The blonde girl stutters over her words, her face flushed red with some sort of emotion.
Her words also told me all I needed to know and they terrified me. This had to be the kids of the noble. She must be angry, she's gonna tell her father and I'll be executed for daring to perform magic without his authorization. This was it, the end of my life in this new world. Ahh, it was a short one. I didn't even unlock my Sharingan, how cruel this life was.
"Teach us! P-Please help us get stronger! We'll pay you or let you have your way with one of our maids! Just please teach us to do that as well!" The blonde girl finally screams out her plea, my jaw going slack in shock.
I'd look at them and place a hand on my head, taking a moment to think.
"O-Okay, but in exchange. You must make a contract with me. A deal that ensures we both leave happy." I say with a smile, heart racing with excitement at this new turn of events.
"Yes! I told you he'd accept! The peasant probably feels honored to have us as students." The other twin would proclaim, excitement clear on her face.
"Ah so that's the kind of character you are, I already like your sister more than you." I think to myself, looking at her with a barely disguised unamused expression.
"Oi, you haven't even heard my terms yet. I'm not gonna teach you for free and besides. You might not even want me to teach you after I tell you my terms." I say with a large grin, worried expressions crossing the twins' faces.
"W-We already offered one of our maids, don't tell us you want even more!" The twin that begged me said, "S-Sister! C-Could he perhaps be like one of father's friends? Mayhaps he wants…" I'd be confused at first, but their glances down at their own body and then to me made it clear what she was insinuating.
"What!? N-No! What kind of person do you think I am? Why would I ever want two pampered brats f-for that!" I say defensively, face blushed from the accusation.
"W-What did you call us?! I'll have you know we come from the noble bloodline of the Steelheart family!" The twin that accused me says, looking almost mad that I didn't want to take advantage of her.
"T-Thats besides the point! Lets just talk about the terms, you guys want to learn magic right? Well, my only request is that you help me in learning swordplay." It was a big reach to assume they were being taught to fight with a sword, but if they couldn't then I assumed they'd at least be able to convince someone else to.
"Oh and if you could tell me your names as well that'd be pretty helpful, feels pretty weird to just think of you as left twin and right twin"
"Of course, forgive us for our manners." The more timid of the twins says, the one that had initially begged me to train them. "My name is Mira Steelheart, daughter of Frank Steelheart. I'm sure you've seen our father before, he is the lord of your village after all." She says in a polite tone.
"My name is Lillian Steelheart, remember it well." The more brash twin says with a smug smile on her face. My mind raced with so many thoughts it was almost dizzying. To think these were the daughters of that shitty noble.
"I see, thank you. My name is Erebus, son of Flinn. A pleasure to meet you both." I say, performing perhaps the roughest bow anyone had ever seen in their life.
They both smirk at the apparent lack of fluidity, but don't comment on it. Likely just surprised and impressed that a "mere peasant" knew how to bow in the first place.
"Now, about that swordplay deal?" I ask, both of them regaining an unsure almost apologetic expression.
"U-Um… We don't know anything about using a sword. Only our head maid and father's soldiers know anything about that. Father's soldiers aren't very nice people, but our head maid might be able to help. She was apparently an adventurer in her younger years." Mira says helpfully.
At first I'd been ecstatic that I'd perhaps have an instructor, even more so that she was a maid! A battle maid no less! Was my isekai journey finally looking up? Would I meet the beautiful, but deadly caretaker of these two twins? Well, my excitement fell a bit when Mira mentioned the maid's younger days. I assumed she'd be quite old by now. Bummer, but not much of one considering I'd be getting actual training.
"Yes, I accept! Any training is better than no training, so I'll gladly be her student. I assume you'll need some time to discuss this with her then? I doubt you can just walk back up to the manor with me in tow."
"Of course not, Father and the others would have our heads if we let some peasant into our home. Maybe if you showed off your magic he'd be fine with it, but his preference for weapons might do the opposite instead." Lillian says with a shrug, being very direct with her words. Mira looked a bit worried at her sister, perhaps being a bit too direct.
"Yeah I figured. Hmm, how will you guys even get down here to train for magic? Actually, are people looking for you right now?!" I ask in fear, worried that I might be pulled into something drastic.
They once more give each other a glance, seeming to communicate nonverbally. Perhaps that glance was a twin thing, it was pretty cute either way.
"We just need our head maid to come with us, We're allowed to leave the manor silly. Ms. Anne is at the general store right now. We can just use her and come out everyday!" Mira says with a giggle, seeming to get more comfortable being around me.
That made sense, I was glad their shitty father was at least kinder with his daughters than with his peasants. I nod my head along with her words, realizing just fortuitous this really was.
"That's great then. How about this, would you like to start your lessons now? I have a book you can read while you're at home as well. It's stashed away at my home right now, but I can hand it to you next time. Don't worry about taking it from me either, I've already learned everything I can from it."
The twins' eyes widened in surprise at my words, my burrow furrowing in confusion at their expression. It's then that I realize knowing how to read at my age and as a peasant no less was very unusual.
"Oh you're probably wondering how I can read. Well, I'm self taught." I say smugly, hands on my hips.
"Father hasn't even started us on that yet… We're so far behind you. Nobility and a mere peasant is already so much better than us." Lillian says, her face pointed downwards.
I half expected her to get angry, her pride too much to take this humiliation. I was proven wrong however, a resolute look on her face as she looks back at me with a competitive smile. "That just means we'll have to work even harder and show you how it's done. It's our duty to stand above those lower than us and be the shade that protects them from the sun. Just as grandfather would want us to be!"
I look at the twins with a smile, Mira nodding along with her sister's words. "That's a great goal, one I hope you can grow up to keep."
"That was a great talk, but um about those magic lessons. We can't start right now, Ms. Anne is probably starting to get worried." Mira says to both me and her sister, bringing up a great point.
Lillian's mouth opens in shock, "Ah! Oh no! What if she already sent for father's guards, ah we have to hurry back then! Thank you, peasant boy, we'll be here tomorrow. Earlier of course, now let's go Mira!" The bolder sister says, grabbing Mira's hand and running away with her.
"T-Thank you E-Erebus! We can't wait to see you again!" Mira would say, looking back to say her own goodbye before disappearing out of view. I'd wave to them both, a happy smile on my face.
The meeting had been very enlightening, balancing out my previously more negative view of this world. I hoped it would stay this way, but I knew it couldn't last forever. That's what the point of training was though and I was already doing the best I could. No use stressing myself over something when I'm already working on it.
For now I'd just enjoy the happiness I felt. The happiness of finally having my first friends in this new world. All my other troubles can come later.
These are the thoughts that'd be on my mind as I walked back home after some more time at the riverbank. Time spent doing some self practice, fire and healing magic being the only ones i could do without incantations. Earth and wind being the primary magic I was working on these days.
I'd enter my house and greet my parents, doing the usual talk as we have dinner. They didn't know about my magic nor the other training I did. I felt like it'd be too much of a hassle explaining things to them, I also didn't want to add more stress in their life by making them worried about any accidents that could happen while I trained.
After dinner we'd blow out the lights and tuck into bed. It takes much longer than usual for me to fall asleep and rightfully so. Why wouldn't I be excited about the fun I would soon be having.
I'd also thought about whether or not this would all potentially blow up in my face and get me in trouble. I could've been putting too much credit into a pair of kids, ones still naïve enough to think perhaps their maid wouldn't just immediately ditch the idea and tell on me.
I couldn't be too focused on that; however my whole life in this world would be wasted if I didn't take risks. This would just be the first of many to come.
First ever fanfic, at least that I'm actually posting. I have a lot to learn, but I hope you get some entertainment from this bit. Criticism is appreciated, thank you.