A small child around the age of one looked out into the rain, even if he clearly couldn't see anything the child still watched, as if he could see something. His eyes were blank and his small little suit was tucked nicely giving the people the impression of maturity.
"Ivy! Guess what, I snuck some bread so you can have a snack," an energetic girl interrupted the calm silence of the room. Ivy turned around waddling to the hand that held bread before stuffing it into his mouth.
"Careful you'll choke," the girl wiped the crumbs off Ivy's squishy face.
"Toma"
The baby had a serious face as he looked up at the nine year old Toma.
"I want to go out now, I've been in this room for a year now at least let me see the mansion!" Ivy's voice wasn't so good but he could still use it and preferred it over using the communication magic. Ivy had gotten bored over the past year of developing in this stupid tiny room, he understood his family didn't bother to visit and the other maids/butlers ignored him because he's an illegitimate child not to mention a weak beast species, made by accident from the marquis, and would only bother to see him to test his magic at five years old, but geez! Give me a break, this family truly just wants to have this child develop communication problems and be anti-social.
Plus he didn't even get proper meals so Toma had to sneak food, how annoying. Once he gets older he'll buy Toma a whole mansion for herself to repay this child for taking care of himself.
"But Ivy I'm afraid you'll get hurt," Toma was worried and Ivy understood why, but he was truly too bored. "Pick me up," Ivy did grabby hands not taking no for an answer, plus hes had the authority here. Toma sighed and reluctantly picked the child up and headed out the door.
Ivy held a gleam in his eye as he made Toma put him down so he can explore himself. Ivy went down many long hallways and some open space rooms. Outside was clearing up and the rain had stopped, so of course, he asked Toma to take him to a garden which she complied after two essays of convincing.
The grass was wet with demy drops and the sky held a sad atmosphere but Ivy carelessly slipped his small bare feet onto the grass, the thrill of the cold and the wet scent of the air made a smile curl onto Ivy's lips. This is what he waited for, the perfect day! Ivy grinned as he jumped into a puddle, what a day to be a kid! Don't have to worry about life yet, can act out, act spoiled, not having to care about what others think, using the excuse "just a kid." This is what Ivys been waiting for, the freedom to do anything. So far, he jumped in muddy puddles splashing it around in delight, and the shrill of the moment, too bad he had bad balance only being a one year old, he fell down many times.
Toma watched this scene of mud being thrown everywhere and could only gape in astonishment. Her young master looked so free and Toma had a little jealousy for that freedom, she wants to jump in mud puddles too!
"Y-young master! Please don't get your face- ah"
It was too late, his foot had already slipped and got a face full of mud...but, he was okay. Simply shaking his head back in forth before continuing. A while later the adrenaline wore down and now he was just a tired baby sitting in a mud puddle. He felt gross.
"Who the heck are you? Ugly mud thing"
An unknown voice called as a red haired and blue eyed boy stood by a bush of flowers, he looked around six and had a haughty attitude. Ivy remembered the features of the marquis and assumed him to be one of three legitimate children.
Ivy stood up from the mud and started walking to the six year old, holding out a hand Ivy looked the boy in the eyes and greeted, "Nice to meet you brother, I'm Ivy, you are?" Blinking the boy backed up with a clear face of disgust.
"So you're that illegitimate child, I'm not shaking your gross muddy hand ugly weak born! Look at your stupid cat ears, CAT EARS, so weak tch. I'm Quill third born and tiger blooded" The boy gestured wildly in hostility and disgust. Where did this kid even learn to be this rude dang!
"Nice to meet you, I'm gonna go take a bath now, we'll meet again," Ivy stuck out his tongue before running to the shocked Toma and quickly running away from the clearly angered Quill.
"How did you know he was your brother!?" Toma asked on our way to a bath.
"Of course I know, seriously Toma, I can talk from the womb and you think me guessing he's my brother is shocking?" Ivy giggled.
"Oh right, by the way, young master...why did you do that"
"Do what?"
Toma glared at him before pointing to his mud monster covered self. Oh right, seems Tomas's older sibling instincts kicked in. As Ivy got a mouth full of Tomas supposed 'what not to do' and 'what to do' he finally got a bath. Today had been fulfilling, he met a jerk brother whose temperament matches a villain and got to play in the mud.
"Young master, what magic do you think you'll have?"
Ivy blinked before remembering what had chosen for himself. To live a long and good life one must be strong, so having a good aptitude for magic can save you in all kinds of situations.
"All magic"
"Wahhh!?" Toma looked up from washing Ivy's arm in bewilderment, taking minutes to process the information.
"Master I know your a monster and all, but it's impossible to be able to do all magic! I can only do one type and in rare cases, others can have two, but all elements are like your a god, not to mention how much mana you have to be able to control it. A DEMON!" Toma bit her nails and looked at nothing in particular as she mumbled all types of gibberish.
I think I broke her, Ivy thought.
Maybe he didn't put too much thought into how powerful he would actually be in this world, but this I what he wanted! No more being weak, and no more being a pushover. He didn't care if he would be regarded as a monster or a god, let him be, and he'll be happy. Let him enjoy life for at least 90 years!
"What's your magic, Toma?" Ivy patted her shoulder waking her up from her fantasies.
"Oh, I have some fire magic!" Toma was back to her chirpy self.
"That's my favorite kind," Ivy smiled before asking for a towel to wash off. Toma complied while getting some clothes that were passed down from Ivys older siblings. Bleh.
After awhile of dressing and becoming comfortable once again Toma looked reluctant to speak. Seeing Toma who was holding back on her words, which was a first, he became suspicious.
"what is it? Spit it out"
"M-master...can you marry me"
"No"
"why?"
"I'm gay"
"..."
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༼ : ౦ ‸ ౦ : ༽ {Toma} WHYY your so powerful! Like my dream guy! WAHHH~
↑_(Φ w Φ;)Ψ { Viewers} You said you were bisexual bitch!
彡ﾟ◉ω◉ )つー☆* {Ivy} Thousands of years of experience hun, I can change my sexuality! Women give me chills anyway-
{Female viewers} (╯°□°)︻╦╤─ ✿ ✿✿ ✿✿ ✿ (˚▽˚'!) {Ivy}