From what I could tell, even after becoming a Cursed One, my body was no different from that of a normal baby back on Earth.
My heartbeat wasn’t deafening or unnatural. My skin was still glossy and tender, without even a hint of dark scales. My chest rose and fell normally as I breathed. Everything felt like a sharp contrast to what I had imagined becoming a Cursed One would be like—except, of course, for my extra pair of eyes.
Even my little brother—my reproductive apparatus—was exactly the sa as I rembered it.
If not for the system and the constant reminder through my title that I was a cursed one, I would have believed I was no different from any ordinary baby.
The sa applied to this new reality. It reminded of sothing I once read in the Bible—how even Satan was said to look no different from a normal human, aside from his horns.
If the system hadn’t been performing such mind-blowing feats, I would’ve assud I had simply traveled back in ti and been born into a dieval ti with a normal family.
One advantage I discovered about living as a baby was that ignorance was completely acceptable.
I could sleep anyti I wanted. Even if people ca in to clean my mother’s room, I could ignore them without consequence. No one blad . No one scolded . Sweet right?
Whenever I wasn’t eating or having my diapers changed, I focused on completing my daily cultivation quests and drinking enough milk to satisfy the system—sotis even more, until I felt bloated.
Once I realized I could increase my level and stats by completing daily tasks, the system beca my top priority.
Second, whenever soone talked nearby, I listened carefully. I tried to pick up bits and pieces of information about the outside world. Gathering fragnts from casual family conversations felt far more useful—and far less overwhelming—than relying on my heightened hearing, which made everything sound unbearably loud.
Aside from my daily tasks, life in this world began to feel monotonous.
The life of a baby was simple, yet full of small hardships. Still, I wasn’t an ordinary baby who needed constant attention.
That gave plenty of ti to slowly understand my abilities.
John and Elina were also excellent parents, showering with nothing but love and enough milk. My siblings were just as doting and perfect, overly attentive sisters any baby would be lucky to have.
The next day gave the chance to truly observe Elina’s beauty in full.
Despite this being her fourth childbirth, her body looked healthy and strong, as if shaped through discipline and care. Her erald eyes glowed in the morning sunlight, and she looked far younger than her age.
Her long black hair flowed smoothly down her shoulders, catching the sunlight like a cascading waterfall.
I wonder what kind of luck my father had to be blessed with a woman like her, I mused.
Maybe it was because she reminded of my mother back on Earth—or because this body was born from her—but I felt deeply proud of her.
After bathing , she changed my diapers and wrapped tightly in warm fur, making it impossible for to move. Then she sat on the bed and held close to her breasts and feed my morning al.
At first, I was always anxious during feeding ti. I didn’t want to overthink it, so I’d just close my eyes.
After a week, though, I stopped paying attention to it altogether. Instead, I focused on the system panel floating in front of .
It didn’t take long before a familiar notification sounded in my mind.
[Daily Quest Completed: Drink Milk]
[Reward: 1 Attribute Point]
[Reward: 5 EXP]
Imdiately I saw the notification ssages, Istopped feeding, as milk lightly coated my lips, which I ignored.
My mother noticed imdiately and carried to my cradle, laying down gently to rest.
Once she left, I was alone again.
I quickly checked my surroundings to make sure no one was nearby before opening the system.
[Host Attributes]
Level: 2
Na: Ragna Ringwood
Title: Cursed One
Age: 2 weeks
Race: Unknown
EXP: 35/500
HP: 100/100
[Attributes]
Mana: 11
Strength: 11
Perception: 11
Vitality: 11
Agility: Null
Mana Sensitivity: Null
{Attribute Points: 40}
Slow progress... but real progress.
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