Waking up on a bed, a subtle unease settled in my gut, a primal instinct signaling that unseen eyes were observing me from the shadows. Determined to uncover the elusive presence, I feigned curiosity, casting searching glances around the room. Yet, my attempts to unveil the watcher proved fruitless, as if the very darkness itself concealed their identity.
Calming my mind, I embraced the anticipation of an exhilarating adventure awaiting me in this enigmatic realm. Fueled by an unwavering dream to become the strongest, a vow to defy death at any cost, I steeled myself for the trials that lay ahead.
As hunger gnawed at my stomach, a cry escaped my lips, summoning my mother with a swiftness that betrayed an innate maternal instinct. In her arms, she cradled the sustenance that quelled the hunger within me. I drank until satisfaction embraced me, and, contented, I succumbed to the soothing embrace of sleep.
Days turned to weeks, and my existence settled into a rhythmic pattern. My body, seemingly sprouting with newfound vitality, granted me the liberty of tentative movements for my hands and legs. Determined to break the confines of my bed, I embarked on a journey of trial and error. Stumbling at first, my perseverance bore fruit, allowing me to stand for precious seconds before gravity reclaimed its hold.
During one such attempt, a misstep sent me tumbling from the bed. Yet, in that moment of descent, a mysterious woman adorned in black clothing materialized, catching me with an otherworldly grace. Her presence, once hidden in the shadows, now stood before me, an enigma wrapped in the cloak of guardian watchfulness.
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Five months have passed since the incident, and I've made remarkable progress in my recovery. Walking and running have become second nature, bringing immense joy to my family. Our home, a grandiose mansion exuding a noble ambiance, stands as a testament to the prestige of our lineage.
In my endeavors to acclimate to this new world, I've managed to grasp the local language to some extent. My identity, it seems, is Alaric Valeguard a heir to a noble house. The recognition I receive within these lavish walls is not solely attributed to my newfound mobility; my distinct features, characterized by raven-black hair and eyes reminiscent of blood-red rubies, have made me a darling within the mansion.
From the vantage point of my balcony, a privileged perch in my expansive room, I observe the soldiers of our noble house engaged in rigorous training. Their maneuvers are not ordinary, as they wield fantastical abilities beyond the mundane. With the unique soul sense I acquired in the enigmatic realm I briefly inhabited, I can perceive and record the intricate magic woven into their training routines.
Yet, I tread cautiously in exploring this newfound magic. The watchful eyes that follow my every move dissuade me from delving into the depths of this magical powers. Despite the intrigue that beckons me, the scrutiny I face imposes a restraint, leaving the potential of my magic unexplored, for now.
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A full year has elapsed since the day of my peculiar birth, and in that time, I've managed to reveal to my parents the astonishing ability to converse fluently in the language known as Hase. Now, under my mother's gentle guidance, I find myself delving into the realm of literacy, learning the intricate art of reading. The remarkable speed at which I absorb new knowledge has left my parents overjoyed, a source of boundless pride for them. Their expectations for my intellectual prowess exceed conventional boundaries, bringing unexpected joy to their hearts.
They do not expect that i can be a ghost spirit or whatnot which has eased my worried heart.
My mother, recognizing my insatiable curiosity, has taken it upon herself to impart the rich tapestry of stories that weave through this intricate world. Through her narratives, my understanding of the reality I inhabit expands, each tale a doorway into the vastness of this enigmatic existence.
The relentless absorption of aether, those mystical particles, persists. Now, with the passage of time, my body has matured beyond the dependency on liquid sustenance. I find myself capable of consuming and digesting solid food, a liberating experience that alleviates the potential embarrassment associated with nursing on mere milk. As my journey through this extraordinary life unfolds, the threads of knowledge and nourishment interweave, shaping a destiny that promises to be as remarkable as the tales that guide me.
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As two more years unfolded in the tapestry of my existence, a profound transformation gripped me. I felt the very essence of my being coalesce into a symphony of aether particles, an ethereal composition that defied the conventional boundaries of flesh and bone. This newfound state of existence endowed me with a remarkable ability—to manipulate my form at will, seamlessly transitioning any part or whole of my body into an ethereal state. The process demanded only a fraction of my stamina or aether particles, a testament to the intricate control I had acquired over the very fabric of my being.
Guided by the wealth of knowledge acquired from my mother's teachings and the books I read, I unraveled the intricacies of the power system prevalent in this world. It was a revelation that every child, upon reaching the age of seven, naturally manifested a core of aether. The time required for this manifestation varied, contingent upon the concentration of aether in the surrounding environment. Yet, my peculiar condition, being entirely composed of aether particles, rendered me unable to generate a core through the conventional, natural process.
Amidst the training grounds, where the burgeoning soldiers-in-training honed their skills, I observed the awakening of their aether cores. Aether cores, were born within the heart, emerging as a result of heightened aether concentration within the bloodstream. The realization sparked a cascade of thoughts, each revelation unlocking the potential that lay dormant within my ethereal form. The journey into understanding the very essence of aether, coupled with the observation of these nascent soldiers, promised to unravel the mysteries that bound me to this extraordinary world.