P.O.V Aadi

Waking up on a soft bed, with clean clothes and my plant nearby almost has me in tears once more. The room is a small bedroom with a window, that blinds are covering, the bed he is on is placed in front of the window with two doors on the opposite side. The color theme is soft pastel yellows and brown with hints of green, with no other furniture but the bed he awakened on and the small rocking chair placed at the foot of the bed.

His plant had been given a bigger nice pot in bright yellow and was paced on the headboard that has a small shelf on in it, most likely meant for knick-knacks.

He gets up to see what lies behind the two doors, slipping out from under the soft blanket he sees the outfit they had put on him was a too large button up shirt that draped all the way to his mid calf. Blinking he couldn't help but want to curl up in the shirt, it was big and soft with a nice scent of Smokey flames and chocolate, shaking his head he goes to the left door and opens it.

A closet barely the size to hang up your shirts, jacket and put ones unused shoes in, it is empty with no clothes residing in it. Most likely this is a guest room, heading to the other door he opens it to look out only to be faced with two hallways one facing straight forward and the other going to the right, he was in a corner room.

Going back to the bed he climbs up and sits for a few seconds in a daze unsure of what to do when the need to pee hit, this isn't a cave, he can't just go wherever he wants, getting up he grabs his plant and heads to the door on the right.

Looking at the two halls he decides to head straight forward and hope one of the doors he tries is a bathroom, walking forward he approaches 5 different doors with all of them locked worrying he may have to hold it to long he begins to shuffle a little after a minute the sound of a door opening and walking is heard. The winged man walks up to me and I asks "Can you tell me where the bathroom is?"

Hearing the hoarseness of my on voice along with thick slurring and stuttering he fears the man may not have understood, however the man just smiles and reaches out his hand which I hesitate before grabbing.

Turning right they approach the blue door on the left side of the hallway, seeing the winged man open the door and step out of the way while releasing my hand I stare at him for a second before entering the bathroom an closing the door behind me. It is white and blue style bathroom with a toilet, a sink, and a large bathtub with a detachable shower head. Sitting my plant down beside the door I head to the toilet.

Despite being a different world most of the stuff is similar enough to what is in my world to easily identify it's purpose, going pee I look for the flush but am unable to see anything that may be it going up to the sink a similar problem happens, he does not see the handles or button to turn on the sink.

Confused I open the door and point at the toilet and then the faucet, just that small amount of talking had made his throat sore due to long time without using it. The winged man follows my finger to see what I'm indicting before walking into the bathroom and up to the toilet, appearing to realize his problem he makes sure I'm watching before he slowly taps a blue crystal looking thing on the wall. Approaching the toilet I see it now clear of my waste, feeling slightly giddy I approach the sink and do what he did to the toilet to the one above the sink.

However beyond his expectations the small gem takes a small amount of mental energy then turns on, surprise floods him as he stares in shock at the gem, Mental energy is an unknown energy where I am from yet here people use it like we would energy veins.

Looking at the man clearly amused at my wonder he walks up grabs my wrist putting my hand under a small side spigot he pushes down on it and soap dispenses out, coating both hands in the soap I put it under the running water. The man taps the clear gem next to the blue one and the water stops.

Offering me the towel with a soft smile he then waits for me to dry my hands off before hanging the towel up for me while I grab my plant from where I sat it down at, taking my not filled hand he leads me to a designed wooden door and into a soft room filled with couches and recliners alongside different plants. The sword woman (Maylen) is there and looks quiet surprised to see me awake already.

Sitting down on the bright green couch while sitting my plant next to me the winged man start to talk with the sword woman but no matter how hard I try I can't seem to hear them despite being right beside them.

After getting frustrated at the unexplained inability to hear them I pick my plant up and curl up under the shirt with my plant held against my chest. Slowly my eyes droop shut and sleep once more claims me, but before that I feel a small pat on my head before completely drifting off.

P.O.V Winged man (Lucien)

Waiting in front of the bathroom while the boy does what he needs I contemplate what should we do with the boy, however before I can get far the door opens and the boy begins pointing at the toilet and the sink. Walking in to see the problem I notice the boy hasn't flushed the toilet, making sure the boy is looking I tap the the water crystal on the wall to rinse out the toilet, the boy approaches and sees the waste cleared.

The boy is clearly excited and immediately repeats my actions with the sink, the surprise that flashes on his face has me amused, clearly he had not been expecting a draw on his mental energy.

Grabbing the boys wrist I put his hand under the soap dispenser so he can properly wash them, watching the boy lather the soap and then rinse under the water after he finishes I tap the empty crystal to make the water stop before giving the boy a towel to dry his hands with.

After he finishes with that I hang up the towel while he grabs his plant, taking his empty hand I lead him to the meeting room turning on the wards again when we enter, watching the boy claim the bright green two seat sofa I sit in front of Maylen and activate a silencing spell.

"The boy will have to learn how to live here before we send him to school, we may even need to hire a private tutor to try and catch the boy up with those his age." saying this I know it will be hard on him, in a new world with new culture and technology if the bathroom incident was any indication.

"He will have to begin cultivating as soon as possible in order to not be to far behind the others at his age." Maylen says, realizing I didn't tell her his mental realm was already open I immediately rectify that.

"He is already ahead in that regard seeing as his mental realm is already open and much larger than even the average newly awakener's mental realm." Seeing the slight surprise flash by I feel myself sympathizing with her, if not for having done the imprint spell I wouldn't have noticed either. Most people can sense those whos mental realms are open as they will leak small amounts of energy but this is not happening with the boy.

"whatever cultivation style his people has appears to allow them to completely block the mental leak." I say, watching a look of interest flash through her eyes I know she will undoubtedly ask the boy about it at a later point.

Suddenly Maylen points to the couch the boy is on and you can see him curled up around his plant completely covering his body with the shirt, watching him he slowly begins to doze off. Getting up to prepare to return him to his room I can't help but pat him on his head.

"We'll need to get his haircut and some clothes that actually fit." I tell Maylen while gently picking up the boy making sure the potted plant stays firmly in his arms as well as upright. Taking him to the corner guess room I lay him down while picking up his plant and sitting it on the shelf at the head of the bed.

Closing the door I return to the meeting room to discuss how we should go about adjusting the boy to the new world he now lived in.

P.O.V. Aadi

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Waking once more in the same room, he feels more relaxed and rested than he has ever been before. Getting up he begins to think of what to do next, he doesn't need to focus on learning a new language thankfully but if he wants to fit in he needs to know the culture and technology of the place. But most importantly if things go wrong he needs to be able to runaway quickly and defend himself against any pursuers.

Sighing he crosses his legs and begins to condense his energy veins once more, 8 hours, that's how long it took to completely condense his energy veins into solid energy. Only seconds after finishing the winged man walks in an begins to inspect me, as though looking for wounds, seeing none he relaxes and ask me, "What was that energy fluctuation just now?" Surprised, I realize he is asking about my condensing action, "I is cultivate", using as few words as possible so as to not stress my throat and increase the chance of him understanding me.

Seeing his face scrunch up in a mix of both distaste and interest, I decide to ask for something to eat since it has been almost an entire day since I last ate "food?" Sighing the man gets up and gestures me to follow him, grabbing my plant I do exactly that.

Turning right when leaving my room we approach a spiral stair case, heading down it we head straight and then left through a set of glass doors and enter a dining area with the short man from earlier sitting at the big table in the middle eating what looks like pancakes and bacon.(I am referring to American bacon here.)

The short man stops eating when we walk in, there is only a quarter of the plate with food on it left. The man looks at me with undisguised curiosity and interest before opening his mouth to speak, "so you are the one to cause quiet the panic last night? Despite your large mental energy you don't look like much, you wouldn't think a tike like ye would be so powerful."

Confused by what he meant by that I remain silent, turning to the winged man he waits to see what he will do. The winged one puts on an apron and begins cooking the same thing as what the short man is currently eating, sitting down at the table I wait for food.

Apparently me sitting down is enough of a cue for the short man to decide to continue talking, " So, tike what are you doing to cause such large fluctuation in mental energy?"

I continue to ignore him, figuring the wing man would say something, and he does just not what I expected, "Little one why don't you tell him?"

Surprised I look at the winged one.

"It would be good to start talking some to get accustomed to the language." The winged one continued.

Turning to the short one and looking I finally respond, "cultivate".

Seeming happy he responded the short one chuckles and says, "that's one hell of a cultivation if it causes such large reaction." Still unsure what he meant by that I ask him, "reaction what?"

The short man and the winged man seem surprised by the question as though my question was one with an obvious answer.

Silence followed for few seconds before the short man asks, "you do realize the water in the surrounding 10 feet of your room alongside the fire and any loose stones flickering and vibrating when you were cultivating, correct?"

Now it is my turned to be surprised, I had only ever cultivated alone or with my plant meaning no way of knowing such reaction occurred during the condensation faze.

Seeming to realize I in fact did not know that the winged man appears to decide my talk is done for the time being, "Gurlet head to the training room we will be starting after I'm done here." Reacting immediately the short man gets up and stuffs the last remaining food in his mouth before leaving.

Silence follows for the next while until the food is put down steaming hot, one pancake and Five slices of bacon along with a scrambled egg, although fresh food is rare we sometimes gets treats from the government during old holidays for me to be able to identify the food. Sitting down in front of me the winged man appears to be waiting for me to eat.

Eating hot fresh food has some tears rolling down my face as I try my best to not eat to quickly, but I still slightly choke, the winged man hands me some water and I down half the glass begore once more going back to eating.

20 minutes and a clean plate later, sleepiness sets in once more as my body tries making up my extreme lack of sleep now that I am able to sleep completely safe.

Near dozing off in the chair I know I won't be able to watch them practice like I had wanted.

The wing man seems to realize I am sleepy and sits the plate in the sink before picking me and my plant up, walking in the opposite direction of my bedroom however he enters a room covered in different weapons and training equipment. He carries us to a bench in the back and lays me down on it while sitting my plant on the bench to my left.

Laying his jacket on me he then rubs my head before heading to the group of people I saw last time, they all choose a weapon but I don't get a good look as sleep finally completely claims me.

P.O.V. Winged man(Lucien)

After talking for another three hours about all the different requirements and who on paper would be his guardian we head back to our rooms to shower and sleep, as soon as he gets out of the shower the water begins to be pulled in one direction as a mental gravitational force is being done nearby. Worry floods me as I race to see what could be doing this only to be pulled to in front of the boys door, apparently I'm not the only one as the rest of the team arrives quickly after me.

Seeing this situation there is no telling what is happening but there is no intent to harm in the energy so I tell everyone, "back to your rooms we don't know what's happening and interrupting whatever is happening could end up hurting him."

Returning back to my room I get fully dressed as I was only in my boxers when I ran out earlier, now in sweatpants a workout shirt and thin jacket I wait awake so as to check what happens once the energy dies down. The next eight hour the pressure builds and builds the small fire place kept going due to it being winter flickers, the soil in the area also begins to get pulled in the boys direction.

Finally a crescendo happens and everything returns back to normal, rushing to the boy to make sure nothing bad had happened. When I enter I feel a certain amount heaviness to the energy, checking the boy over to make sure there is no wounds I ask him "What was that energy fluctuation just now?", the boy appears surprised at the question.

However he responds, "I isss cul tee vaate" (I is cultivate) while I am curious what type of cultivation could have such an effect most that have such effects are exceedingly harsh and require extreme care. It is a good thing I didn't let them interrupt him earlier.

The boy once more opens his mouth and asks, "food?" although hoarse there is no stumbling this time. Sighing I gesture for the boy to follow, after grabbing his plant he does exactly that, heading to the kitchen we enter to see Gurlet eating. Seeing us enter Gurlet, like always, runs his mouth "so you are the one to cause quiet the panic last night? Despite your large mental energy you don't look like much, you wouldn't think a tike like ye would be so powerful." The stare he is giving the boy is not one he should give a traumatized child.

Putting on the apron I begin to fix the things Gurlet has so rudely left on the counter not even bothering to properly clean up after himself, if not for him being highly capable I would have thrown him out long ago.

The boy sits down and Gurlet once more begins to talk, " So, tike what are you doing to cause such large fluctuation in mental energy?" the boy remains silent.

The boy needs to talk more and Gurlet although annoying sometimes is without a doubt the most talkative one of us, so I say "Little one why don't you tell him?"

The boy looks at me in surprise, clearly not expecting me to push him to talk.

Adding on I say, "It would be good to start talking some to get accustomed to the language."

That was apparently enough incentive to get the little one to respond as he turns to Gurlet and responds, "cul taa vate'" (cultivate).

Gurlet lights up hearing the boy respond, he has always liked children, before complimenting the boy, "that's one hell of a cultivation if it causes such large reaction." However what the boy says next silences Gurlet, "Ree act ion waat?" (reaction what?) Surprise comes as it fully registers what the child had just asked, how could the boy not know about such thing he must have witnessed others cultivate before.

Gurlet finally asks the question on both their minds, "you do realize the water in the surrounding 10 feet of your room alongside the fire and any loose stones flickering and vibrating when you were cultivating, correct?"

The boy appears to have been surprised by this statement, clearly he had not been aware of this particular fact. That means he has not seen others cultivate this style, black-market scientist sometime experiment using kids to make more advanced cultivation styles and although the world and culture is different their is bound to be some similarities.

Stopping Gurlet from saying or asking any more questions I say, "Gurlet head to the training room we will be starting after I'm done here." Reacting immediately Gurlet gets up and stuffs the last remaining food in his mouth before leaving.

Silence follows as I cook, once I finish I sit the food down and sit in front of the boy, watching him inhale the food I get a cup while making a plan to see a doctor as soon as possible. If it is an experimental cultivation style it could be causing hidden or silent damage that will go unseen until properly looked at by a professional or until it erupts when cultivating.

The boy starts choking and I immediately hand him the water glass, drinking half the boy goes back to his food, 20 minutes later and the food is gone and the boy is slowly drifting in and out of consciousness.

After earlier I'm unwilling to leave him alone, he may begin cultivating again in which case the injuries may appear once more, so carrying him to the training hall I lay him down on the bench and put my jacket over top of him, I rub his head after doing that. Putting the boys plant on the bench to the left I go to the others and activate the silencing area around the training platforms, everyone grabs their weapons me a spear, James a battle wizard staff, Ella a short bow, Gurlet a war battle hammer with a spiked end, and Marlen her arming sword.

After this practice I will wake the boy and take him to doctor Nilan, I know he won't speak if you ask him to while still being unwilling to cover up criminal activity. I have went to him before to help treat some kids who I helped hide from the black-market, I knew once he heard of the boys situation he would keep his mouth tightly shut.