After the disaster accident which is my flying attempt, I went to grab some few things to decorates the cave. It's...not something that a Dragon suppose to do, but I was a former human, and seeing a huge cave with nothing but rocks, stalactite, and stalagmite, it left a sour taste on my mouth.
And doing this might help me distract with everything happens. The death.....I never able to stop thinking of how I responsible for a kid being orphan.
How did my isekai life starts with such situation? Is this how real situation is compare to power fantasy isekai anime? I never watch them but a lot of people review it as nothing more than wish fulfillment stories where the main characters are nothing more than an emotionless plank of wood where the plot revolves around them, they get all the powers, they all get harem, they win every battle without consequences, villains look like a fool when facing the heroes.
Me? I killed a father try to feed his child because I recklessly used my power. Some human I am.....
.....can I even consider myself a human? Especially after what I turn into, what I did.... Can I even call myself that?
Now, I saw a realistic, adult office worker life fill with taxes and bills feel.....less torturous than living like this. I sigh before looking both of my wings.
Rise to the sky, Earth!
The platform around me rise up quite high as I stop pouring mana into the spell, giving me a decent height for me to fly. I look around the sky and using my enhanced sight, I look around the forest.
I can't help but blankly stare at the forest. There's nothing I can see from the sky other than trees, trees, and more trees.
Oh wait, there's a huge ass mountain on the distance. But, I'm not going to acknowledge it since there's no way I'm going there without at least learn more how my magic works and fly.
Speaking of flying, I decided to jump and flaps my wings like how bats do. To my excitement, it works and I'm flying. I can't help shakes a bit since I am still a bit scared of falling while flying.
I took a few deep breath while making sure to not stop flapping my wings. I can't help but grin before trying to fly around. To my absolute surprise, turns out that my wings' muscles aren't as great as my vast amount of mana in my body, as I already feel tired by simply flying around in circles.
I made sure to slow down and approach the land carefully. But sadly, my lack of experience cause me to miss my landing and I accidentally twist my left front leg.
I hiss as I hold my leg in pain. So, tough scales, huge tons of mana, but fragile bones and muscles. To think that I have to deal with such problems.
Then again, there's no way I don't get weaknesses while having so many powers. Balance is at least necessary and I ain't a lucky protagonist who got all the benefit without any losses.
But then again, these weakness can be fixed with some training.
Oh, mana, heed my command and heal the broken wounds.
I can feel the pain slowly diminishes and I can't help but blink when the soreness starts to disappear from my wings. I look at myself and deadpan as an overwhelming amount of mana has been poured at that healing spell.
".....what's the point of overwhelming power when your control is as good as a day old baby's vocal speech?" I sigh before touching the earth pillar.
Crumble!
I watch as the pillar seemingly crumbles into nothing but a pile of earth. I focus myself before pouring mana into the ground.
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"Oh, you're back, Mr. Leo-! W-what happen, sir!?"
I blink tiredly while carrying a huge boar on my jaws. Turns out that healing magic isn't as effective as you thought. If you continue to fatigue yourself and heals it, the effectiveness lessens. I learn it the hard way as my wings went stiff and I crash into the cave's other wall.
I manages to heal myself, but the soreness on my wing remains there. I guess I'll just let it heal itself over night.
As for the boar? It watches me trying to fly and laugh in amusement when I crash while mocking me by imitating my face when crashed into the wall. I was so angry at that bastard that I decided to kill that fucker without bother to use any magic, crush it by clawing it like a rabid animal. I didn't even giev a second thought, just actions.
There's no way I tolerate people make fun of me for making mistakes. I did mistakes, sure, but that doesn't mean people can make fun of it.
"Flying gone wrong." I mutter before dropping the boar into the ground. Yeah, still can't get used to how raw meat taste good. "Also, this is for dinner."
"That's so big." I snorted before kicking the dead boar's body.
"Well, you should eat up. You're still a growing cub." The little cub simply nodded as he approach the boar and bits it down. I saw his eyes lit up a bit and starts munching. I can't help but smile before joining in.
The little guy reminds me a lot of my neighbor's kid I used to babysit. I know the little cub isn't him, but the feeling of taking care of him is just too familiar.
I remember that little guy, energetic, funny, cute, and playful. It was suppose to be only one time, but both my parents and his end up making it weekly.
One day, they decided to move from the neighborhood. I was saddened, but mom have their contact, so I could talk to the lil guy.
Only for it to never happen, because they're died from plane crash. It was hurt, but time pass, I feel distant with anyone, despite my classmates were being kind.
I look at the cub who already asleep. I csn't help but smile sadly.
I may have lost that lil guy. but I'l be damned if I ever let this lil guy to die.
There's no way I'll ever going to let that happen.
To be continued