Two married couples were discussing something serious, they were in a constant exchange of giving ideas and shutting down the said idea as it left the mouth.
They were in a constant war on what should they name their baby.
"Hun!, Naming our son after a Sword is not appropriate!, we should name him after a God!, so that his name is not to be looked down on!" Said a man as he tries to reason out with his wife.
"No!, I ain't naming my child Gavlen!, it sounds childish!" As the wife reasoned she sighs as she tries to think of a name and she looked at her husband.
"What?" asked her husband.
"What about your name?" She asked.
The man thought for a second, then said.
"Why don't we both combine our names?" He offered.
The wife agreed and thought of what to name their child.
Then the name Herin came up then, Lindow...
It was perfect her wife's name was Lin, and his name was (A/n- Joh-!) Ardow, the name Herin came from his second name and also his wife's second name, Henly and Erin.
Lindow was a perfect name to have, as it has the essence of the name given by their parents that they gave to Lindow.
They of giving him a second name and they did, Lindow Herin Steelbourne, the son of Lin Erin SteelBourne and Ardow Henly Steelbourne.
A baby was feeling groggy as it opened its very eyes and saw the same ceiling it did when it first came out of somewhere, it was assessing the place as he confirms his thoughts.
'I'm really here. Where I get to be what I wanted to be. It wasn't a Dream, all of my fantasies since childhood will come true, all the plans I have that I thought of over and over again, when I get into a world of swords and magic is coming back to me. I feel happiness, excitement, joy, pleasure, delight, and all the positive words to describe how grateful I am. I'll do anything to savor this life' The baby thought as it smiled and slept because of tiredness.
[A Year later...]
A One-year-old was playing by himself all alone in the crib doing his very best to exhaust his huge amount of stamina by exercising, but making it look playful.
He did push ups after one push up he suddenly jumps around and suddenly tries to climb the crib and coming back down again, he would squat then stop and back to the push-up again, he did not do this with a pattern, he was mixing in some planks and also some other exercise that he could remember until he was tired as sitting down on his favorite bear that looks like it will fall apart.
'Got huge improvement in this 1 whole year, I talked when I was 6 months old then walked in 8 months from birth. For the past four months I have been training this baby body into a more lean and compact muscle possible. Because of the magical healing the nurse or in this times was a cleric gave me, my bones joined together much faster than the average and my senses is full and blasting because of it. I love this type of progress where first I barely know how to stand and now I get to run around my crib and improve my body more. Also I have been doing stretches to increase my flexibility and dexterity. During these time I should have enough strength to at least use my skill' The baby thought as it closed its eyes and focused.
He picked up his wooden blocks and throws it upwards and wait for a second the opens his eyes as he feels the object is about to fall down. As the object fell he saw clearly what was happening every second like watching a movie in slow motion, he could feel the object almost reach his head and moved his hands, but forgot he was slow so he watched the block slowly strike his forehead.
*Thunk*
The block fell on his forehead and he yelped in pain.
"Ah!" The baby yelped as he rubbed the spot the block fell to and picks the block again to throw it outside of his crib.
'Well that stings, I thought I was in super speeds, trying to catch the block is surely hard when you don't have the speed to catch it, I'm slowly learning to use this skill more often, I'll stop this for now' The baby thought.
Then the Baby reached into his kaleidoscope and focused on colors that he could control better.
He found out last month that he could control those orbs of colors to his bidding, but other colors doesn't seem to shift even if he tried his hardest, guess it was because he needs to master these colors first before moving on.
'For now I'll control the green orbs, I think those are Wind elements' The baby thought as he manipulates the green orbs randomly then he was struck with an Idea.
'What if I form something with it? Like a ball or a cube, guess I'll try' Lindow Thought.
He got back into his kaleidoscope and this time he controls the wind orbs to form a ball, whatever green orbs he could see, is being sucked into this ball of wind.
As he kept creating the wind ball, he was confused, nothing seemed to happen. So he got bored and opened his eyes and he was surprised.
A wind ball as big as a basketball is in front of his vision it was floating in the center of his crib, and because of the surprise the wind ball dissipated and released an air all over his crib and it was not strong enough to cause him to fall, but it pushed his body back and he was in disbelief. At the same time he got excited and yelped.
"Magic! *Giggle*" Lindow chuckled as this was big for him.
Now he won't be bored with only physical exercise.
The excitement died down as he heard footsteps nearing his room.
He then suddenly laid down his crib and pretended to sleep, of all the things he was good at his past life, the art of pretending is the one he mastered.
Ardow came inside the room thought he heard something and asked Lindow.
"Son?, you awake?" Asked Ardow.
No one responded so he thought the sound he heard must be wind. (A/n- Literally)
Ardow left, and Lindow sighs as he thought he got caught.
Because he was tired already he continued sleeping, maybe because of the wind ball he suddenly got tired so he guessed that might be mana, and slept...
End of Chapter:)...