(1 Year of Age)
Growing up is weird, the only thing I could do the past year was; eat, sleep, pee and shit myself, which is rather humiliating especially for someone of my calibre. The humans... my parents thankfully named me Gaia even if I was a little put off that my name has been used to name other mortals.
This previous year apart from doing the aforementioned, I tried to access my domains, unfortunately failing the majority of the time, however, I have hope that I will be able to utilize them again in the future as I was able to use a small part of my motherhood domain to enhance the taste, quality and the amount of breast milk my mother can lactate.
Of course, that wasn't the only activity I did, I also practised walking and speaking once I reached 8 months of age. Causing my mother to cry happily when I stood up on my own and said "Ma" while walking towards her before plopping in her lap and thought 'perhaps these memories and being a baby affects me more than I thought, I still quickly have come to love my mother, as mortal as she is.'
While I may love my mother, the mortal that fathered me was... there was something off about him not overly so that my affectionate and innocent mother may notice.
As I continued through my first year of life, I knew I wasn't just Gaia with the memories of two other beings rather I was all three beings, however, due to the age and nature of my primordial soul being far superior to the now mortal and monster aspects of my soul, I was mainly Gaia but with an even bigger indifference to mortals and the desire to dominate all my foe as well as and the curiosity, ingenuity, desire for betterment and lust of a mortal.
To prevent these new aspects of my personality from overwhelming my rational thought, I start practising the act of meditation I read about in my mortal life, so I cleared my mind and focused inwards on myself, tempering my control over my new personality.
(3 Years of Age)
Nothing much happened over the past two years other than practising meditation and learning to speak properly once again, thankfully I kept my All-speak ability though it took me quite some time to find out, having foreign cousins helps.
I managed to finally gain control of my personality in the third year of my new life, so while I may still act on the aspects of my personality I won't let it affect my rational thought, it also allowed me to regain equilibrium with my memories, allowing me access to every memory I ever had, something I could do with ease when I was just Gaia.
The only other noteworthy thing is that I got my mother to continue to breastfeed me, that sweet delicious milk is like ambrosia and it also satisfies one of my kinks I had gained from my mortal life. 'Perhaps I should seduce her and make her immortal once I recover my strength, well I will make her immortal if that is what she wants anyway, thoughts to ponder on.'
(4 Years of age)
As I continued to meditate and trying to regain my powers, which leads to me regain tiny parts of my powers, I could now enhance the beauty of myself and others as well as sense vibrations from the ground in a two-metre radius and I believe I will continue to recover my powers.
Halfway through the year, a major event occurred in our household domain, the man who fathered me came home with a woman I didn't recognize on his arm. 'Tch, Cheating bastard, hurting mom. I will destroy you in the future once I regain some of my former divinity, but more first and more importantly, I will have to comfort mom'
"Who is she, honey?" Mother asks worriedly, a frown crinkling her gorgeous face and her eyes flash with uncertainty as she gets up off the couch, as soon as she does from my seat on the other couch I could see the woman that came in with the cheater stare jealously at my mother's lovely natural figure before it quickly becomes hatred. 'I don't understand mortals. This man cheats on my lovely big-breasted, slim waist mother with this harlot that has orange skin and that overly swollen face caked in... what to mortals call it... makeup. She is also as skinny as a twig with those fake over-inflated breasts that do not help at all.'
"Let's just get this over with" The harlot pretends to whisper to the deceitful man with her disgustingly honeyed words who turns to stare at her lovingly "Your right lets get this over with," he says before moving his sight back onto mother and sneering while holding out some papers, "Kathleen I will keep this simple, I want a divorce, I have already gotten you an apartment that has been paid for next two years, you will also get one hundred thousand dollars if you sign the divorce paper, don't worry you can keep the tit sucking freak."
'Excuse me mere mortal, a freak, you called me a freak if I was in my prime you would have been vapourised from existence before you could blink.' I couldn't help but return my own sneer at the couple, loathing coursing through my veins as I couldn't help but compare him to Ouranos and some of my children and their children, I swear the only good man I had in my life was my dear brother Tartarus he was very accompanying, even if he knew I only slept with him so I could produce children to fight against the gods, an action I regret very much as it's against my very nature to do such as thing, but as they say, hatred blinds. Before I could go deeper into introspection I am interrupted by a noise.
*Slap* "Do NOT call my daughter a freak, there is nothing wrong with letting her drink my milk, its mother and daughter bonding!"
Looking towards my mother, she had moved from the couch to standing in front of the man and has slapped him, hard, a bright red handprint decorating his face. A face that immediately darkens and scrunches up ugly, fury written all over it, "Listen here you bitch, I don't care what you and your daughter do just sign the goddamn divorce papers and get out of here or I will beat you and that daughter of yours!" he shouts as he pushes the papers in his hand towards mom.
"Fine! I stopped loving you anyway, you didn't even try in our relationship, not that you could satisfy me especially with that thumb-sized dick of yours!" I had to hold in a snort of laughter from the insult but that was quickly overturned by anger at the sight of my mother's red face and her unique violet eyes 'the result of me enhancing her beauty.' filled with anger and tears with tear marks running down her cheeks, the rapid rising and falling of her chest probably a result of the sheer outrage suddenly brought on.
Snatching the papers she turns to me, "Come on darling, sorry you had to see that, can you go and put your clothes in the suitcase under your bed okay?" Mother says sincerely with true regret written on her face, I could practically feel the motherly love rolling off her in waves, no not practically... literally, it seems another aspect of my motherhood domain has been regained. I nod at her and run upstairs as fast as my little legs could carry me.
Grabbing the suitcase from under my bed I neatly pack all the clothing I have as wells as all my favourite expensive bedsheets, I also grab one of those hiking packs from the closet and pack all the trinkets my mother bought me. After packing up I lay back on my bed and stare at the ceiling until I hear and feel the familiar vibrations that come from my mother as she stomps upstairs.
She comes into my room to check on me and seeing I had packed everything she gives me a sad smile, "Good girl, here play some game while I get ready okay?" she said while handing me her phone with a game on it, I take it from her hands and play while she finishes packing.
Once she finishes she walks back into my room and I hand her phone while getting up from the bed. Mother grabs the backpack and puts it on and picks up my suitcase as well as her own. we walk downstairs, where I glare at the cheater and harlot as we leave, they jump slightly at the utter intensity of my glare, probably wondering how a four-year-old could have such as nasty glare.
"Let's go to our new home." Mother says enthusiastically, hiding her face as she undoubtedly wipes away a tear as we jump into her car and drive away from the abode I have lived in for four years.
"I love you mom, you will always have me" I smile at her as I say this, and she smiles back with a much brighter smile.