It's been almost a year since the incident in the attic.
In that ti, a lot had happened and most of it was a mixture of both good and bad.
After the incident, my mother told everyone to lock away all their Grimoires magical equipnt so I don't use it, not as I can anyway.
I thought my almost 2 years' worth of magical research and practice had all gone to waste until I realized sothing. Even if my mother was locking away everything and had punished for what happened, she couldn't limit from learning magic due to my abnormal condition.
The fact that my body absorbs mana was sothing I didn't delve deep into, but when I was finally given a reason to try and understand it, I was left flabbergasted.
The energies that enter my body are refining my body slowly from the inside out, which is the reason I didn't realize what was happening since there was no external improvent. I saw it as just a way to go without sleep or food longer rather than an asset or a weapon. Since I'm a female, I'm inherently weaker than n from a physical standpoint, but what if I could fix that? I may not have muscles that develop as fast as n nor the stamina or durability an average man would have, but through having refined my body for almost 3 years without even knowing it, I had gained a body that in the future have stronger bones, denser muscles, and stronger skin than any human without even having to train.
Due to my body being refined by Elents and my mana plus the will of my soul fla, it will probably beco resistant to most magic.
Speaking about soul fla, The radius of which I can locate or feel a soul fla had expanded from just being my own to being able to feel anyone in a 5-ter distance.
I started doing Martial arts on my own from all the techniques I rember from my past life and the techniques my father was willing to share with . The only real downside was that I lost all my muscle reflex/ mory that I had ford for over 10 years
It's bad for a girl to want to do martial arts or work out, and honestly, since the ti I had been reborn, it was the first ti I heartily laughed at society and my nativity.
My sister was in her third year of the academy and we have been spending less ti together due to it, aning I'm given more free ti for myself and to train my body.
From what I can see, my body is like a solar panel which grabs all the energies around it before turning it into energy useful to it alone.
Every ti my muscles tore they would heal almost imdiately stronger than before, making it really easy to work out and only having to stop when I run out of energy.
There are a few things that changed or I put more thought into after thinking about them for a while. First of all, my muscles didn't beco larger as I said before, just more dense but at the sa ti the skin around them beca tighter and my body beca more toned.
Another thing is breathing in Elental particles. My breathing went from absorbing 10 to 15% of the particles that enter my lungs while the food in my stomach would start being digested magically the mont it slid down my throat and reached my stomach.
The breathing alone ans that I don't have to sleep again if I don't want to while the food thing would beco a problem only if I train too much without eating. Even with what I now call, Elental Breathing, my body cannot assimilate enough energy fast enough to repair my muscles before I beco dead tired and am forced to sleep.
The one bit of bad news however is the fact that as a three-year-old, my body can't develop fast enough, or as fast as my training makes forced to limit it to once a week so I don't pop.
Furthermore, there seems to be a problem with . First of all, when I look at a soul fla now, rather than look at it just like any other fla I started to develop the craving for one. I have no idea how that is possible but it is what it is. It feels like going through puberty again with a mixture of sexual hormones and the savory look it had to my eyes made it seem like quite the delicacy
Another piece of bad news is that I am still unable to use magic properly by casting even a single spell. It doesn't help that everyone in my family, grandma included, have forbidden from using magic because apparently it's "too dangerous for a child" or "you haven't reached the age yet" whatever that ans.
I'm almost 36 for god's sake, just let live and be myself.
I do understand it is for my benefit, or that is what they think anyway. I decided to respect their decision and only practice magic on my own whenever I could.
The final piece of bad news is happening right now. It's about the neighbors' kids, which aren't the problem. The problem lies in the fact that they are and have been pestering for the last 2 seasons and I'm about to snap sobody's neck if no one stops them.
Due to them being "older" than , I have to "respect" them no matter what. They just happen to have made friends with my brothers who had joined in to pester during my daily routine.
Now that I have finally been allowed to go outside, I'm not allowed to move outside of the fence surrounding our house. It is about 50 ters away from the house allowing to have free reign in that particular area. The problem is that the face is connected to our neighbors' fence making it so we have to share it with them.
I'm not big on sharing nor speaking to others for a matter of fact. And here is where the problem sparked. The neighbors are trying to have "fun" pestering and cry to their little mothers when they don't agree and send them off as nicely as I could.
It's been like that for months now and I've been quite the tolerable person until today where they crossed the line.
I sat there recalling my life and resting when I saw two people walking towards . They are both respectively 7 and 11 years of age and both of them were boys.
Did I ntion the fact that both our parents seem to be siding with them even though I am the right one? I'm not sure if it's the age gap that makes them believe in an older child or just the prejudice against girls they have, but either way, they have a prejudice instead of .
As I look into their eyes, I can see clear disdain that is being covered in the mask of a smirk they both had painted on their faces.
"oi, co here for a bit," said the older, taller one whose na I completely forgot.
"Yeah, let's play a girly ga together," said the little one who I had also forgotten the na of.
'girly? What are they 12? Oh wait they are… I think? They certainly act like children, look like children so I'm going to treat them like children.' I thought while slapping myself on the forehead.
They both had jet black hair with baby faces. They both were wide in every axis from all the lack of movent in their lives making them quite sour to the eyes.
Nonetheless, I didn't walk towards them. Rather, I ignored them and started to jog around the house again which seed to infuriate them.
The mont they walked into the range of the soul fla field, I knew their intentions but not their actions, yet I was prepared. While the big one tried to grab by the hair and pull them, the little one seed to want to punch more than anything.
I ducked under the big one's legs before kicking the back of his kneecaps while dodging the endless barrage of the little one.
When I looked at his soul fla, it looked so appetizing that I almost just lunged at him. My soul fla seed to feel the sa way and both our hunger started to take control of our actions.
Thankfully, my dazed state was stopped when I heard the sound of my mother coming outside and instantly stopping the fight.
"SHE STARTED IT FIRST, SHE HIT MY BROTHER. I TRIED TO STOP HER BUT SHE KEPT ATTACKING SO I ATTACKED BACK'' said the little bitch before breaking down into a sob.
His brother seed to have gotten the hint and broke down while blaming and saying they "just wanted to play with " and asking why I'm not "nice".
My mother seed to have a complacent look on her face while turning into a mix of anger, disappointnt, and worry.
Well, she seems to have finally figured it out. Honestly, it wasn't that hard. I'm 3 years old, there is no way in fucking hell I am going to beat the sh*t out of the neighborhood kids for no reason-
"Is what they said true? And don't you dare lie to Pandora" she said with tears in her eyes and a staggering voice
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ARE YOU BRAIN DEAD WOMAN?!
HOW THE FUCK IS A 3 YEAR OLD LIKE WHO IS MORE SCARED OF HER MOTHER BEATING THE SHIT OUT OF PEOPLE 3 TIS MY F*CKING AGE?!?!?
WHAT THE F*CK?!
I could almost hear them laughing under their fake cries which just pissed off even more.
My mother, my f*the mother who had breastfed , fed , and 'raised' has more faith in the neighbor's kid than her child?!
I was unable to close my mouth for a full second. My agape mouth started to dry up a little from the wind entering it and my face was frozen in a state of both surprise and betrayal which my mother recognized instantly.
Before allowing her to spout more bullsh*t I closed my mouth stopping it from drying up before turning my eyes and voice cold as if I was speaking to a stranger.
I had finally had enough of everyone's bullsh*t and I am finally going to not give a sh*t anymore
"Wow," I said in a monotone voice while looking at my mom with half squinted eyes as if I was looking at a pile of the trash before looking away towards the two boys.
Their parents have co out by now and were glaring at and my mother.
"if I'm about to get blad for sothing I hadn't done, I might as well take full credit"
At those words, my mother's eyes widened in shock, and stepped forward to stop , but my father faster. Out of nowhere my father grabbed by the shoulder and pulled back before my foot slamd into the larger boy's face, missing its target.
While my mother was looking at in shock, my father was looking at in compassion before he hugged .
To my surprise, he said, "I believe you".
My eyes widened as if they were about to pop out. My father, who had been seen as nothing more than a nuisance, believed while the mother I loved so much betrayed In front of the neighbors to 'minimize damage'.
All my defenses broke down as I hugged my father back for the first ti since I had been born into this world. The warmth of his embrace seeped into my body, calming down every urge that I had built up in those few minutes before.
A few seconds later I let go and he followed suit letting go inside while he handled everything outside.
The mont I was about to open the door I felt two different hands going towards , one I slapped and the other I dodged.
My mother's hand was sent flying back while the other slamd into the corner of the door with such speed and montum that it sent several cracking sounds into the area making everyone but , my father, and my mom, who was too busy holding her hand, wince while squinting their eyes and scrunching their face.
It was the father of the two kids that had attacked .
I completely ignored the stares and walked past all of them towards the door and got inside before slamming the door closed.
I could hear constant bickering outside while I tuned out the screams of pain from the man-child on the floor holding his hand as if it was broken.
Since it was still the end of spring, my granny wouldn't co ho until autumn aning only the brothers were ho since Aroura only cos ho on weekends.
I went to the attic and sat down in the middle after locking the door from the inside.
Yes of course I was pissed off, but I knew that what I was doing was childish, which was the exact reason I was doing it.
First off, there are many perks to being childish, and the fact that my mother doesn't see as a child is a problem, aning I must rebuild the illusion from scratch.
Secondly, I can go days without eating if I don't train much, aning I can try to learn magic if at least my way to do magic… or at least I hope so.
Finally, it will help get over the urge of trying to eat everyone's soul fla as if it's an appetizer.. I don't know how I'm supposed to eat the soul flas of others, but I'd rather not find out.
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