Ahh, I feel so fulfilled! Alexander thought to himself. Building his nest filled him with a sense of accomplishment that he didn’t know he needed. As if it was something he was always supposed to do. Alexander sits in his nest pondering about his current life. His first thought was. "Am I a Violet thunder crow with a human soul or am I a human stuck inside a bird's body?" Alexander sits in introspection thinking about recent events. He looks at the knowledge that Frindle left behind in his mind.

The first piece of knowledge he came across was that his race's original name was Corlithun. The reason why his race isn't currently called Corlithun was that the Natives found it hard to pronounce and decided to call them The Crow of Thunder and Lightning. Another reason was that they had dark purple tail feathers which was associated with Lightning. Alexander wanted to roll his eyes because these were the same people who named their moves something like Slash that sunders the heavens and hell or Demon Crippling fist of Absolute Justice.

The second piece of knowledge is that he and his mother both have the Golden Crow bloodline which is why one of the feathers on our breast has a slightly reddish purple tone. We can be considered mutants with more potential than an Ordinary Crow or a Corlithun. In the cultivation world fire and lightning are not diametrically opposite so they have a good chance of fusion. There seem to be some heavenly flames that have flames and thunder in my memories that Frindle left. Heavenly flames are special flames born of heaven and earth energy.

What Frindle did to me made me more compatible with the crow bloodline and apparently, my human soul would have caused some dissonance with my body. I guess she was truly trying to make up for what happened to me and wasn't just talking.

I suddenly felt happy that I had someone like Frindle looking out for me and a mother who cared about me even if she was a bit gluttonous.

I continue my introspection and I think back to my life on earth and remember some of the philosophy lessons I took in school. René Descartes seems fitting. His theory of" I think, therefore I am." seems to sum up what I am feeling and to a certain extent I doubt, therefore I think, therefore I am.

Here I am a few days old and I am already contemplating life and my purpose haha. I guess it doesn't matter what I am because they are all pieces of me therefore I am me! Nothing can change that and anything I do will only add to the whole that is "I".

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I instantly felt lighter and I focused my inner sight inward and I noticed how my soul seemed to have morphed into a crow-shaped galaxy with a human constellation near where its heart should be. I opened my eyes and felt more in sync with who and what I am.

My cultivation seems to have improved and my core seems much purer and changed into what looks like a galaxy filled with stars. I wonder if this is from my introspection or my cultivation technique. I wish Frindle was here so I could ask. I mentally sighed to myself and noticed how quickly I became attached to her. Maybe because she was so helpful I started to become dependent on her.

I opened my beak and spread my wings as far as I could and let loose the loudest Caw that I could. CAAAAWWW! It was loud enough to shake the leaves on the branch that I was on. It felt great like all the stuffiness in my chest was let out.

From the corner of my eye, I see a black burr. It was the mother bird and she looked distraught.

My child, what's wrong? She hopped around me trying to find where I was hurt.

Mother nothing is wrong I was just thinking about some stuff and I suddenly felt like cawing. She looked into my eyes sternly to see if I was lying about what I just said. She let out a sigh of relief "I thought something bad happened since I haven't seen you for an entire day and it made me worried."

Why didn't you look for me then? She looked at me confused and said "You're an adult why would you need your mother to come and look after you every second." My eyes shot wide open. Am I an adult? I couldn't help but stutter even in a mental connection. I couldn't help but shout I was just a born mother! I am still a child! She still looked confused and just explained in a tone that made it look like I had no common sense. "You have your feathers, you can fly and have your own nest. What would you do if you were not an adult?"I guess I can't fault your reasoning mother. I replied despondently.

She suddenly had some kind of expectation of an ominous twinkle in her eyes." When are you going to find a mate, son? I wish to see our family grow, I want to see a bunch of hatchlings. I was just born a mother! I couldn't help but retort. Fufufu my son is so shy she said as she put her wing on my head and started rubbing it. She just couldn't help herself huh? Stop teasing me, mother. I am going to cultivate now! I am 100 percent sure that if I was human I would have been blushing I thought.

I quickly turned around and sat down and started cultivating but before I could do it I heard my mother fly away cawing in a laughing manner. I couldn't help but sigh and think to myself Mother's are all the same no matter the species huh? I quickly closed my eyes and started to cultivate somehow feeling that if I didn't get stronger terrible things would happen to me.