MC's POV
It has been a year since my new life began in this strange world. From the very beginning, I noticed signs that I was no longer on Earth. The people's clothing, the architecture, and even the absence of modern technology hinted at a setting reminiscent of the medieval era. Adding to this realization was the language—entirely foreign, unlike anything I had known in my previous life. The evidence pointed to one exhilarating conclusion: I had been reincarnated into a completely different world.
This revelation filled me with excitement. Armed with the memories of my past life, I now had a unique advantage—a head start that could allow me to achieve greatness far beyond the mundane existence I left behind.
Determined to understand my new circumstances, I dedicated myself to learning the language and observing my surroundings. Every waking moment became an opportunity to absorb knowledge. My diligence paid off, and over time, I discovered something extraordinary: this world was steeped in magic.
I often watched the maids perform feats that defied the natural laws of my previous life. They used telekinesis to clean, conjured fire to produce steam baths, and wielded plant magic to maintain the lush gardens surrounding our home. These displays of power left me awestruck and sparked an intense desire to master this world's magic. If such abilities were possible, I wanted them—and I wanted more.
As I reflected on my past life, I realized that I had lived without truly indulging in my desires. This time, I vowed things would be different. This life would not be an ordinary one. I would pursue power, wealth, and everything that brought me pleasure. A deep ambition began to take shape in my mind, one that I embraced without hesitation.
In a world where strength dictated status and influence, I resolved to claim all that I desired. Power would be my ultimate goal, but with it, I also yearned for companionship—an entourage of the most captivating women I could find. I envisioned building a grand harem, one that reflected my dominance and fulfilled my every desire.
This was my promise to myself: in this new life, I would seize everything I wanted without restraint. The path ahead was clear, and I would stop at nothing to make it mine and to complete this grand ambition I would first start with my mother and the women in my house.
It seemed that my father wasn't present in our daily lives. Since my birth, I hadn't seen him even once, leaving me to wonder about his absence. Over time, however, I met other members of my family, including my grandparents.
My grandmother appeared to be in her sixties, with the same striking violet hair and luminous pupils as my mother, though streaked with white, giving her a dignified and graceful appearance. She carried herself with a kind and nurturing demeanour, always cradling me gently and speaking in soothing tones that, while incomprehensible to me, conveyed a deep warmth and affection.
My grandfather, in contrast, was a robust and lively man who radiated vitality despite his age. He would lift me high into the air, his hearty laughter filling the room as I responded with delighted giggles. Even though I couldn't understand their words, I clearly felt the love and joy they showered upon me.
Well let's come to the present, with my poor baby stamina I'm only awake for like an hour or two until Mama breastfeeds me again. I am totally under her control, being a baby has it's own ups and downs I guess. I can't move on my own, can't feed my own, and I'm still adjusting to this baby body, on the other hand, tits. When my mother is away for her work I presume I am taken care by the maids and one of them is a 16-17 year old maid named Clara. Her slender yet curvaceous figure, framed by her elegant maid uniform with blond hair, perky tits of C-cup size and a round ass captivates me whenever she turns around.
While I may be a baby, my past life's memories remain sharp, and I can't help but notice things that would have caught my eye before. It's a strange juxtaposition: the limitations of my current body clashing with the awareness of my mind.
Currently, I am lying on my cradle and feeling bored when a thought came to my mind and I started crying to get the maid's attention. Clara came running into the room and held me carefully while cooing,
"What happened baby, don't cry ", she comforted me gently and I was able to understand bits and pieces of the language. I immediately grabbed hold of her breasts with my tiny hands as if indicating my hunger though I mean something else entirely. I started sucking her tits from outside of her maid uniform and she moaned cutely with a blushing face but tried to remove my face and said in a low voice "Young master should be hungry and I should get the baby solution prepared by mistress". But I started crying and tried to suck her tits again. But she panicked and tried to get the baby formula when she saw me crying.
A baby's tears are truly powerful. So she relented and went in a secluded corner and opened her lapels and I immediately pounced on her nipples. I sucked, bit her buds with my developing teeth and licked her areolas with my teeth. Clara was moaning in a muffled voice but she was looking at me with adoration.
Clara's POV
"Young master might be very hungry but he is very excited today", I thought as I saw the cutest baby suck my breasts with abandon. I got a peculiar feeling as young master Ethan sucked my breasts as I had never experienced this before. The young master has sleek violet hair and striking red pupils in contrast. I heard from mistress that he inherited the red pupils from his father. Though I heard that master died in the black devil abyss in the Southern Ocean's Death pass while trying to save the mistress and her unborn baby.
I am very grateful to the mistress as I was saved from a slave auction by mistress when I was 9 years old and since then I had lived with the mistress. Mistress is a spell teacher in the New Moon Magic Academy which is one of the best academies in the Northern Glacial region of the Dark Star Continent.
Everyone loves the young master as he is very cute and the sole joy of the mistress's life. She lives with her mother and father in the prestigious Mistborn family of the DarkNorth city.
I love the young master as he is very mischievous and lovable.
I am looking forward to the day young master grows and awakens his magic attribute. Just thinking about it gets me excited. The Mistborn family are known for their ice attribute mages. Suddenly, a jolt ran through my body and I observed that the young master was holding my other tit and biting my nipples very hard.
" There is no milk baby... don't... bite... so.... hard.... Hmm~" . I blushed and slowly got a numbing feeling throughout my body.
MC's POV
I was aggressively sucking and biting on the young woman's tits when she moaned and said something about having no milk. Slowly, she cooed me and I fell asleep.