I think mother has made it her life’s mission to leave me eternally bored, as for the last six months mother has deemed it necessary to carry me everywhere, to bed, to annoying high class tea sessions, watching her sew... But now my time has come I have been patiently practicing with my tail and I can willingly extend and flex it now. Yes it is a boss ass tail for us too lazy to move. Hehe hit someone’s wind pipe without even lifting my arms or legs. Fear me! But back to the present mother put me on the ground and left the room thinking that I would sit there obediently due to my little resistance so far and my quietness. You have too little faith in my escape jutsu mother. HAHA!! This is my life and you will see nothing but my shadow! Standing i immediately, skipping the crawling stage, hobble... run to the door using my tail as a support before leaning on the wall and opening it with my now elongated tail. Muwhahaha! I hobble... Run down the hall taking a left and enter a room three doors down. Finally gaining asylum I look at around new haven, I’m in the royal library. I grab some books and then head to one of the alcoves in the back to hide from the demon.

Oh and i seem to be the second prince to a small kingdom slightly off the coast of Celicia, my mother is a demon from Lucifea to the northwest her name is Lucife… Marie and she’s my father’s first wife. My father is rarely seen because of the war going on with the Angved isles to the southeast, this worlds Vikings sooo cool, well not for my father that is. But, whatever pops deal with it his name is Alistair by the way. While on the subject of family my older brother is 3yrs old and has just begun home schooling... On magic! Fuck brother. My little sister, Gywnneth, has just been born to father’s second wife, Iris.

But now that I'm alone I can finally begin exercising my Ki to its former glory and restore my emotional filter for fucks sake.

Age: 1 years old

I have restored my Ki back, but i have found out in my reading that it's not Ki here but instead it’s called mana, so I’m going to call it that instead, and that Bitch put a fucking lock on my emotional filter as I have discovered after minut... Hours of hard work trying to restore it and passsi... Looking for it in a book from the library. It also seems that sometime in my second year I shall gain a status, one of those cool windows with all my stuff on it.

Right now I’m hiding... exploring in the backrooms of the palace. Looking around the corner i see dust, dust... and more dust oh wait it’s a door at the end of the hallway. Basically screams "Stay The Fuck Away!!" now how am I supposed to get over there without dying from inhaling this shitty dust on the floor. Hand on chin while my left holds my right elbow i look up to the ceiling and see an old chandelier, giving a sinister grin i hook it with my tail, pulling on it to make sure its secure, it’s not, I swing into the air. Wooh. Aiming for the door, I’m halfway there when i hear…

"Babyyyy~~~ where are you~~~ don't hide from mommy~~~" Fuck! Why is she so early?

Then the chandelier started to creak. Fuck!! I stopped everything, hanging from the air, I listened to her footsteps, and the faint creaks of the chandelier, until I heard them recede again. I swung for the door once more and three quarters of the way the chandelier broke under my weight and started crashing down. And if it couldn’t get any worse right behind me i heard.

"Found you~~~"

Fuck nooo I face planted into the door and my face wiped off the dust accumulated on it in a long strip down before I hit the floor. "Poor baby~~~ let mommy help you~~~" being picked up by my tail and held upside down I look the devil... My mother, in the eyes.

"Hello mother, it’s a fine evening for a stroll is it not, and would you be so kind as to let me down I seemed to have left something on the ground." like my teeth you crazy bitch I only have six!

"Sorry honey~~"Singing as she flips me by my tail into the air then catches me in a baby carry. "You have to meet your darling sister and new butler today. “She started walking through the halls in a beeline to my room, my brother was next door and i could see my brother pouring over a book with his teacher sitting next to him. Hihi. Brother you're so unlucky allll those lessons on simple things would kill me, and only 4 hour long magic lessons. Ha, but bet I’m smarter than your teacher what’s x^2+1=0 huh mister I went to the university?! It's I you bastard.

And then we were in my room. It's quite spacious if I do say so. To my left, as we enter the room, is my bed it's covered with black cloth and is in the corner it’s about the size of a queen sized on earth, the head rest looks as if it’s trying to crawl up the wall. I have beige walls with a mural across from my bed, so my right as I enter, depicting a fight between an army and a massive gold dragon. At the foot of my bed is a chest, and on the left side of the bed is a wardrobe that's about 2 meters tall, really how much stuff does a one year old supposed to have. And smack dab in the middle of my room is a big square rug as fuzzy as a shitzhu and sitting on top of it is my doe eyed sister and.. another baby? WTF!

"Mother something seems to be wrong here as all I see in front of me is my beloved sister and someone's child, whom seems to be lost. Where would my butler be located?" At this time mother decided to rub the dust off of my face before placing me on the carpet. Hey I said where the fuck is my butler? "Mother?"

"I did say aspiring did I not,"

“No.” you said new are getting senile?

She points to the golden haired child. "This is Florence your new butler, who will be growing up beside you to best serve you in the future, do be nice."

YeaYea lying mfer just gonna ignore me.

"And this is your dearest little sister she will grow up to be a beautiful girl," pointing to sister dearest ", also your first wife~"

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Sisters eyes were green with a piercing yellow that was mesmerising....Wait what the fuck did you say, I don’t swing for family woman. "Mother I must still have dust blocking my ears because I seem to have heard you want me to marry my sister?"

"Correct."

Fuck! "Mother you must be getting to that age where you're going batshit cra...” *Swat**Thwack*

"Anything else~~~?"

"No mother dearest.”Face first in the carpet my sister begins to pull my hair I groan into the carpet.

Age: 1.5

It has been six months since my sentence of babysitting I have begun to play with magic and have a strong affinity with lightning, fire, and wind, well I’ve only played with those so yea; anyways, my sister dearest, and butler have learned how to walk, follow me everywhere, and also do whatever I do. Also I have never called a man cute, and will never admit to saying so, but Florence is pretty damn cute the same goes for my sister and her ebony black hair which hugs her little round cheeks.. Stop! Back to Magic Florence seems to have a good affinity with water and wind, while jasmine has affinities with life, water, earth, and flesh, so basically she’s a super healer in training neither of their Ki mana pools can even dream of touching my size though

The door, I have discovered through my beggi.. searching, leads to the old master craftsmen's workplace but I haven't ventured back because of my minions lack of ability to follow by walking. BUT, today that changes I’m standing in front of the door with my sister and butler fighting to hold my right sleeve. So annoying!

I flick both of their hands away with my tail and push the door open. Creaking the door throws up a cloud of dust as I push it open, and Florence blows all of it behind us before it could get into our lungs i pat him on the shoulder, causing him to blush, weird and stroll into the room.

In the centre is a steel forge, it is like a big circle with the top funnel-shaped going up like a chimney, there’s a bellow at the bottom to push air from the bottom, and one side open to forge from with an anvil next to it. Along with blacksmithing tools along the edge of it, and in the back is a smelter; while along the walls are ingots, leathers, grindstones, and some other faintly pulsing stones stacked haphazardly on shelves. A cooling basin is in the far left corner so fucking cool then I notice a door on the left and a door directly opposite it hidden from view by some shelves.

Going to the left door first i push aside the shelves open the door and see a tailor, tanner, and leather workers (don’t know if that's redundant) tools strewn about. Closing the door I see my minions just looking around with curious expressions as I circle around the forge heading to the other door. Opening it I see a woodcarvers room as I enter, knocking up some dust as I make my way to the other side using an air bubble to ball up all the dust, on the their side is an ornately carved door.

The door wouldn't budge so I shot a lightning spell at it and it came right back at me. I ran out of the room with a yelp but also with a small grin on my face. That fucking hurt! Why am I smiling oh yeah I like mysteries, but first things first time to put all I read about to use, before the devil comes from me.

Age: 2yrs old

I have successfully tailored myself a pair of briefs. Fuck pantaloons. But more importantly I have made myself some new black clothes and over the last year created a pair of wooden scimitars and a compound bow with sixty arrows all fun-sized of course. I have also been training my body harder and my mana pool as well so whenever I see my mother fast as the wind I’m hopping from candle to candle with my arms and tail to the point where she got them all removed, the candles of course not my arms and tail.

So then I ran on my legs and whenever a servant would try and stop me I would either A go between their legs, B shoot them, C slide by them, or D whip out my scimitars and 'break' their ankles, not really ill just give them a swat so they'll get out of the way. One time one of the royal guards got in my way and we ended up fighting, mainly me one-sidedly beating him as he tried to defend against my blows. My hits don't hurt but a hundred bee stings will eventually kill you. As he was slipping mother caught up and grabbed me from behind, saving his life and pride from being defeated by a 2yr old.

Good old days. Sigh. Right now I’m walking the halls with sis and Florence to attend my etiquette training as they like to call it. But its real name is 'get the fuck out of my hair Zeralith Bolbec'.

Sister is dressed in a pretty little white dress contrasting against her long black hair she’s barely 2.5ft tall, while Florence is in a tight black suit with his hair in a low ponytail behind his back he’s as tall as me, just shy of 3ft. His hips swing a little when he walks with a graceful switch... Stop! He's 2. No that's not the problem he's a he!

Goddamnit! Get a hold of yourself. Smacking my cheeks. I've been standing in front of the door for a while now so Florence taps me on the shoulder after my display and points to the door with a worried face. You’re the cause you son of a bitch! Sighing I push open the door to see a women with a huge wrack wearing a dress that one would wear to a funeral and her eyes seem to be some dark colour close to black while her skin is milky white and smooth with sharp features, and her hair is a golden blonde. She would put a model to shame.

After I put my dick down your throat you will be second wife. "Hello Ms. Hilda nice to meet you, these are Jasmine my sister, and Florence my butler, now will you be my..."

*well my character seems to have turned into a dipshit with all of his emotions unlocked

*I’m really going through these fast changing a paragraph here or there