CHAPTER 3 - MAIN CHARACTER 1'S BIRTHDAY

Main Character 1, or MC 1 for short, is currently a twelve year old boy. He weighs about 42 kg and has a height of around 153 cm. Not too fat or skinny, not too tall or short. His looks were quite average and there was a bit of acne on his face probably caused by his most recent lack of sleep for these past few days.

“I really need to get more sleep or I might get stuck at my current height. 153 cm is not too shabby but from too much weight lifting at a young age my height has already been quite stunted. If I want to become a tall and dashingly prince and stay that way till the end of my days I should probably get more sleep and come up with a daily skin care routine!” the boy muttered to himself as he washed his face.

MC 1 was a firm believer that if one wanted to be a competent enough to win the hearts of all people, from young toddlers to old grannies than at the very least they should have surface level knowledge on every subject under the sun, be tall and handsome with a lean but muscular body and most importantly, have a caring heart without anger issues. For this reason, MC 1 would meditate daily in order to control his temper so it would not come to bite him in the back, tried to set a proper diet and sleep schedule and was currently working on a skincare routine and read and learned about anything and everything from the old folks in Parrotise be it: sewing, painting, sketching, piloting aircraft, carpentry, make-up artistry, herding sheep, and much much more. No subject of learning under the sun was left untouched. He once even spent an entire day disguised as a girl to see the differences in how men and women were treated in society. One other time he had used his carpentry and construction skills to create a small factory for candies so that the weird uncle living on 49th lane could help him get realistic factory working experience.

For this attitude the enthusiastic grandson of the enchantress MC 1 had been nicknamed Jack the Sponge of all trades. However, one should not confuse MC 1 for one of those main characters in other novels who spent their entire childhood learning skills from fierce grannies and then entered the world with little to no common sense on everyone else’s abilities. This boy spent an incorrigible amount of his time trying to learn what was considered average, and although the grannies were originally against it to prevent him from getting full of himself, he went and learnt about all of it from the parrots anyway. However, there was no arrogance to be found on him for it. Instead, he somehow picked up a weird super hero complex where he decided that he would save this world from the cruel clutches of human sins like greed, gluttony, lust, and… wait, I shouldn’t have to list these out for you. They’re really just the same 7 sins mentioned here and there in your world.

So this innocent child from a very young age sent his sights on become a true saint. The likes of which this world had never seen after the parrot sage who founded parrotise.

“Hey hey hey, looky look. It’s the birthday boy!” Shopkeeper 1 hollered as he noticed the silhouette of that particular 12 year old with dark circles under his eyes slothing over from the mountainside road.

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Seeing shopkeeper 1 the little boy’s eyes suddenly brightened and the dark circles under his eyes receded to half their length. “Thanks uncle shopkeeper 1!” The boy replied, “how are you doing this fine morning?”

“Well, its business as usual. Did your grandmother send you with some money to buy yourself a birthday gift?”

“No, grandma gave me my birthday money but made me put it in my college funds piggy bank.”

Hearing this shopkeeper 1 let out a loud laugh. The enchantress was really mystical, coming up with all sorts of strange excuses to take back her grandsons allowance like college funds. In this world, which country would dare charge her very own adopted grandson college tuition when her act of obliterating the 5 kingdom alliance’s weapons had prevented a potential global war.

“Well, I guess it can’t be helped then,” the old shopkeeper sighed as he leaned down to open up a drawer from which he took out an intricately carved box, “I was originally planning to make you pay for this but since you are so poor just take it away. Happy birthday young one!”

“Thanks shopkeeper 1,” MC 1 thanked him vigorously while accepting the box. After chatting with the shopkeeper for a while more MC 1 proceeded to walk down the road to the rest of the village stopping by and talking to everyone. Basically everyone had some gift or another for him. Being the only child in the entire village he had the won the favor of all the old fogies. Naturally, he would collect taxes on annual tax day, er… I mean his birthday. Annual Birthday!

When he turned down 49th lane to visit the mysterious uncle though, he couldn’t find him.

“Hey mysterious uncle,” he called out, “where be ye?!?”

Yet no one replied. Thinking nothing much of it, he continued to 50th lane and so forth collecting various gifts and storing them into his spacial pocket. It was finally when he had finished extorting presents from everyone and was on his way back up the mountain he lived on did he finally run into the mysterious uncle.

“Doing well boy?” Mysterious Uncle had his back facing MC 1 and was currently staring off into the distance through the mist.

“I’m doing great actually. How about you mysterious uncle? I didn’t see you earlier at your house,” MC 1 asked.

“Mysterious uncle had some business to take care of,” mysterious uncle replied. Then he spoke softly, “For your birthday I prepared a gift for you. I left it on your table”. Finished speaking mysterious uncle vanished. Literally just straight up disappeared into the mist.

Seeing this MC 1 was left dumbfounded. What the fuck? Mysterious uncle definitely did alot of mysterious things but he had never just randomly turned into mist before. This was the height of mysteriousness! MC 1 was dying to learn this technique already. So he ran back up the mountain without wasting a second, the sooner he got back, the sooner he could checkout his present and the sooner he could go to sleep to prevent himself from getting a more severe acne breakout. Knowing the mysterious uncle, he would never show MC 1 something so interesting if he was not yet ready to teach it to him. The present definitely included this mysterious mist vanishing technique!