Hi! My name is Logan Glass. I am currently 446 years Old. Ten years ago I was elected as the Village Chief through the Yearly village election, and I have stood my ground since.
Seven years ago, my wife gave birth to a beautiful baby boy. She was adamant on having another child since our 37th daughter left the village to study in another kingdom. We have a total of 16 sons and 21 daughters who soon left the village one after another for either studies or adventures. They would rarely return after getting married or to get a blessing for our grandchildren.
Just like everyone else in the world, we took our newborn child to the priest for the naming ceremony.
And that was the start of my suspicion towards my son. He was named "Satoshi Glass" a weird name right? The priest was also baffled and said that this is the name popped up on his Divine Blessing.
As time passed we got used to his name so did the villagers. He was a normal kid just like any other in our village.
But after his fifth birthday, things got very weird. One the very night of his birthday he starting shouting in a weird language. Let me recall.. it was something... OPPPPPPP...I don't know what the hell it means. It was midnight, and it scared the hell out of us.
And that wasn't it. He started cursing God in that same language. If you want how did I know that was cursing, I don't. But my feeling said that those words were a curse and a powerful one. Even I felt goosebumps hearing those words. It probably was something like this *censored* *censored* *censored* *censored* *censored*
Next morning we took him to the priest to look into him whether he was possed by some ancient demon or ghosts. But the priest sent us away saying that he was totally fine. But my suspicions didn't end there.
He changed totally from that night. He stopped playing with kids of his age from that day; he always escapes from my vision and returns only after the sun's down. Looking at his facial expression, he doesn't give the feeling of a five-year-old rather a crafty 30-year-old.
One day I found him secretly training on a mountain. I quietly watched him from the bushes to find out more secrets from him. But suddenly something terrible happened, he lost his balance and slipped off from the mountain. Thankfully, I was there; otherwise, I didn't know what would have happened to him.
I jumped with him and caught him in my arms to cushion him from the impact. That day my two legs broke with multiple life-threatening injuries, but with 9x healing power, I recovered within a month. After this incident, my son changed too. I felt a hunch that now he accepted me as a father. Even though I had my suspicions that doesn't mean I don't love him. But still to him to accept me truly as a father, the injuries were well worth it.
My Wife Lisa from that incident grounded him for one month and prohibited him from leaving a hundred meters away from the house. As a Water Mage, she created a sealing spell which only acted if Satoshi leaves the prohibited mark. He rarely goes after getting trapped in the water sphere numerous times.
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Hi, my name is Satoshi Glass, and I am 7-years-old. I live in a far away remote village in Eclair Country with my parents.
My father is the village chief; he is always proud of himself to be nominated for the post for ten consecutive years. But except him, everyone knows its because of my Mother. Her name is Lisa, and she is a Water Mage.
Mages are a rare existence in these areas. You could probably find one in the cities or capitals. With her behind him, no one wants to stand against my father. But still, he is the strongest warrior of all the villagers.
{Introduction to Slavery system}
In this world, there exists a weird profession called Slave. Right, Slave. And my father has nine. Here the word Slave doesn't mean they are bound in chains or overly exploited for labor. They can be considered as workers with a wage and an hourly basis job, but they cannot change their employer forever. The slaves in my house work for 8 hours a day while the male slaves have families and kids, but the females are different. They are like maids who do normal household chores like cleaning and cooking. They also had to warm the bed whenever he pleases. My mother doesn't mind it. But she strictly banned him from making her pregnant. It's a normal thing here unless you're gay.
But they have strict laws here on this world. The masters who exploit slave would be punished severely, and in some cases, the status is changed. You become the slave of the person you exploited.
Everything started when an Archmage in legends one day found a Spell which can bind a person against their will. The most exciting part was that the binder could share the slave's life which means if the master dies, then he dies. So the binder and slave share their lifespan together. For example, if a person has one slave, then both the person can live up to 160 years (80+80) the life span expands with the addition of slaves. So both the Slaves (two) and the Binders can enjoy 240 years of lifespan.
Here both side has the advantage, so long ago a King introduced this method of creating laws to protect the slaves from getting exploited.
I asked my mother why she lived for so long since she has no slaves just like others in the village. She replied that as a mage, she has a longer life span and there is another way to expand your life span. That is that my mom has slaves, but she legally doesn't have any rights on them.
It's like she travels to other villages or towns to find people who accept her slave binding. After choosing the person, she gives them a certain amount of my money and binds the seal. After binding the seal, they part ways and never see each other. This method is called "Free slaving." And most of the villagers either follow this method or already a slave for someone else. They can easily over live their life span and also can earn some money. I was baffled by her explanation. The people in this world are sure lucky, I thought. But still, I wasn't that naive to think every slaves aren't exploited by their masters. There is always a Darkside to everything.