Elias quickly adapted to his new life. Since his family ran a restaurant, he loved helping in the kitchen. It felt natural, as if his former life as a chef was guiding his every move. His mother often praised his instincts, though she chalked it up to him watching her cook.
One day, Elias decided to recreate a dish from his past life—a fragrant herb and spice-stuffed roast. He gathered ingredients from the pantry and got to work. As he added a final pinch of crushed herbs, the dish began to glow faintly.
"What?" Elias whispered, stepping back. He dismissed it as a trick of the light and served the dish to his father, Hugo.
"This smells incredible, Elias," Hugo said, digging in. Moments after his first bite, Hugo's eyes widened. "I feel… invigorated! My mana feels stronger!"
Elias' jaw dropped. "Really?"
Hugo nodded, finishing the plate with gusto. "Not only is this delicious, but it's enhancing my magic. Elias, do you realize what this means?"
Elias' mind raced. "I think… one of my powers is creating food with magical effects."
Hugo's face lit up with pride. He picked Elias up, spinning him around. "That's amazing, son! Not only are you talented, but your gift can help people. We must put this dish on the menu tomorrow!"
Elias beamed, thrilled to contribute to the family