In the initial pages of the manuscript, he talked about the unknown mark on his nape that no one had ever seen before.
He talked about his family, who were usually venerated of fire, and how he felt different from everyone else.
The Venerated are divine beings worshipped by the peoples of this world. Each one is responsible for a gift, such as fire, water, earth, among others.
At birth, each person in this world receives a mark that represents the Venerated who will grant their powers.
This mark can be seen somewhere on the person's body and is often used as a form of identification or pride among followers of the same Venerated.
There is a total of 7 Venerated:
Flaming, The venerated of fire, is a mark in the shape of a flame.
The mark of Air, The venerated of air, is a mark in the shape of wings.
The mark of Aqua, The venerated of water, usually appears on the skin in the form of waves.
The mark of Earth, The venerated of earth, usually appears on the skin in the form of stone.
The mark of Storm, The venerated of the storm and its variants, is a cloud charged with electricity.
The mark of Frosty, The venerated of ice, usually appears on the skin in the form of snowflakes.
Finally, the mark of Flower, The venerated of life, usually appears on the skin in the form of flowers.
I'm starting to understand, but... Why are the names of these "Venerated" so generic? How tacky.
Well, continuing. The former owner of the body was not born with any existing mark; his mark was unknown, and no one had ever seen anything like it.
It's that story when we see something different, we fear, admire, or have prejudice. And that's what happened to the boy since his birth.
Many called him of accursed, others said he would bring peace, while others said he would bring chaos and it was better to get rid of him.
Since the boy was born mute and never manifested his innate gift, a decree was issued.
This decree stated that as long as the boy did not manifest his power or do anything malicious, no one could say that they had to kill him or try to kill him, or they would suffer the consequences.
Since then, they have been waiting for the boy to manifest his innate gift, but this never happened publicly.
Why do I say publicly?
Only once, just once, did the former owner of the body manifest his innate gift, and his innate gift It is... Blood Manipulation!
When he was able to materialize the blood, it was just a drop.
He was so scared and disgusted that he punched the air, and the only drop of blood spread on the wall.
After recovering from the shock, the boy thought and thought. How would people react? Would he be safe? Not just him. Would his family be safe? He didn't like that his mother and sister were overprotective, but they cared about him.
Yes, he could reveal his innate gift to the world and even fight to be accepted, but... He chose not to bet on it.
After all, people are unpredictable. So, he decided to take this secret to the grave and lead his life on autopilot with his family.
Well, I understand his decision, but there's something I don't understand.
Why? Why was his first reaction when he achieved the FEAT of materializing blood... To feel disgust, fear, and get rid of it!
If it were me, the first thing I'd do is take a BLOOD bath!
Now I know why the milf calls him "baby".
This "baby" doesn't know the grandeur, the how fascinating, exuberant, this innate gift is, that this venerated or whatever, gave him.
This world is wonderful!
The more i know, the more interesting it gets. Even its peculiarities are incredible.
Now I discover there is power. Furthermore, the part that excited me even more... This boy has an innate gift of BLOOD!
Wait, can you kill someone with blood?
No, no, no! Why am I even thinking about killing in this world?
Like this quote "People don't change. They just get better at hiding who they really are."
The author of this book I read on Earth is more than right.
And me? It seems like I'm just another example.
And-
BANG!!
Holy shit! What was that?!
Due to the scare, I looked at the window and saw that it was raining, the sound I heard must have been a lightning strike. Was I so absorbed in thought that I didn't hear the sound of the rain?
Knock! Knock!
Who's knocking on the door right now?
"Who is?"
"Your mother, baby."
Upon hearing this, I put away the manuscript.
"Oh, hi mom, what happened?"
"I came to see how you're feeling and since it's raining, I came to raise the temperature of the fireplace as well. I brought more blankets in case you're cold."
What's wrong with this woman? I'm not her "baby" anymore. How embarrassing.
"I'm feeling better."
"Good to hear that. Here are the blankets if you need them."
"Thanks, m-mom."
"Ohhhhhh, every time you call me mom you stutter, ho-how cu-cute!"
"Don't joke around, I know you're stuttering on purpose!"
"Hahaha! Sorry baby, as a way of redeeming myself, I'll raise the temperature of the fireplace."
I didn't stop her, I wanted to see someone use their innate gift for the first time.
She picked up some more firewood and put it in the fireplace.
After that, she took a step back and with a quick motion, she raised her palm.
From her palm, flames sprouted towards the timber and instantly set them ablaze.
The saying "If you play with fire, you get burned" no longer makes sense, because she was literally playing with fire.
"Spectacular..." I involuntarily muttered.
"What? It's not like it's your first time seeing this! Hahaha, what a funny expression."
Well, she's not wrong.
"Since today is a special day, I'll ask Sophie to buy some ingredients, I'll make your favorite food and much more!"
Shopping?
"Is Sophie going out?"
"If she's going to buy... of course she's going out! Hahahaha, it looks like you're still in shock."
Oh, a good opportunity to take a walk and see more of the world.
"I can go?"
"What did you say?"
"I can go?"
"I think I'm hearing things, say it again."
"I can go?! I can go?! I can go with the cosplay girl - I mean, with my DEAR sister?! Got it now?"
"Loud and clear..." Because she seems like she wants to cry.
"Sophie, Sophie, Sophie, Sophie!"
"Who died? Why are screaming so hysterically!"
Have you ever spoken quietly, girl?
"Your brother... Sniff!"
"What's the problem?"
"Your brother... Asked to go shopping with you."
"What did you say?!"
Oh no, again this!
"Let's hurry up, because I'm getting hungry."
"O-Okay."