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Ahh, this smell. So nostalgic, so fragrant, ...so LOATHSOME!!! Weren't they already extinct?! After all they did, didn't they get their punishment! So why, why can I smell them again! In ancient times they devastated these lands and imprisoned me! 

Did he lie to me? He told me Gaia punished them and made them go extinct! Yet here we are, after the great war, at the start of the new era and I can smell them! Once I have freed myself completely, I shall get my answers from him.

But I am still lucky. Normally I wouldn't even be able to smell the surface. However, it seems that Gaia has become weaker. To allow a leakage of the dragon veins... Hmph. 

But it's good that she did. It's good that they aren't completely extinct yet. Now I can kill them myself, now I can hear their screams myself!

With the horde of mana beasts, my kin entered the surface again. And they are already coming for them. Let's see who it is that has managed to survive the punishment of their species. 

Or... did Gaia let them live? Did she allow them to pass on their blood? 

Bah, the answers I can get once I have freed myself from these accursed chains.

Just you wait for me...

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On Friday, I woke up with a slight startle.

Just now, it felt like something went wrong, horribly wrong. Like... something that only wants to harm noticed you.

I was having slight cold shivers. However, I didn't think too much of it. I just had those feelings from time to time and almost always they meant nothing. At least not to me. It did happen that when I had such "guesses" that a person I know would have some accident later on but it never was anything serious.

So I just thought that maybe someone I knew would harm him/herself today in some kind, but it would probably stay at a small injury like a small cut or something.

I checked the time on my phone. Just before 6 am. A little earlier than what I'm used to but no problem.

I walked over to my wardrobe and took out some clothes. The clothes that my sister ordered from Amazon arrived yesterday. Most of it (aside from the underwear) was more or less gender neutral. It wasn't anything really feminine but also not really what boys would usually wear so I was comfortable wearing them for the most part. Though she did order some outfits like small dresses or skirts and the like. Probably to tease me with them.

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Anyways I took a pair of jeans and a blue Shirt. Sadly, I noticed that boys underwear is quite uncomfortable when you don't have that what boys usually have. So I was kinda stuck with panties. I still did refuse to wear a bra, not only because it was uncomfortable and I didn't want to (what with being a former boy) it also wasn't strictly necessary. My breasts (as strange it is for me to say something like this) aren't yet that big that it would be kinda necessary. Something I am quite thankful for.

Being fully dressed I brushed my teeth and somewhat fixed my hair. As I am not used to having such incredibly long hair, it didn't do much but at least it no longer fell into my face all the time. From time to time it's quite annoying to have such long hair. I've already asked my sister if she could at least cut it a bit shorter. I would then get a proper haircut during the weekend, but it was to no avail. The scissors we had at home weren't able to cut my hair properly. Not only was it extremely difficult for my sister to cut even just a small strand of my hair, the scissors didn't last for more than just a half a dozen strands. My sister had to use so much force with the scissors that the blade broke in the end. And to make it even worse, the few strands that she managed to cut were already back to their previous length the next morning! So we just gave up on the idea to give me shorter hair.

With my appearance fixed (not that there was much to fix, my hair kept itself almost entirely healthy and fixed) I went downstairs to eat breakfast. My father was already sitting there and was preparing the lunchboxes for me and my sister.

"Oh, Mark. Already awake? Quite early for your standards."

"Morning. Yeah, for some reason I woke up a bit earlier than usual."

"Well, I think its' good that you got up early. Better make a habit of it. That would help you in many aspects."

"Mmh. Maybe."

"Come, sit down. What do you wanna eat? Some ham, salami, what else do we have...?"

"Ah, ham is fine. I actually quite like ham."

My father grunted once in approval and took a piece of ham out of the fridge. He also took a plate and a knife out of the cupboard and put it down in front of me. 

"Thanks"

We already knew that for some reason vegetables, fruits or anything that is not meat or fish tastes extremely horrible to me. We've tried mixing some vegetables with meat or just eating both of them at the same time but even that didn't really work. The result was like when you eat a soup and accidentally bite on a peppercorn that was in the soup as well. It tastes good until you bite down. So while I could probably force myself to eat vegetables like this, if possible I'll avoid doing it. 

This is also the reason for my completely meat filled lunchbox. 

While I ate some slices of ham and my father was preparing his own lunchbox, my sister also came down.

"Morning Mark."

"Morning Maria."

"Morning dad."

"Morning."

She walked to the closets and took out a bowl and a spoon, then to the fridge and took the milk and the cornflakes standing next to the fridge. ...Even though it's only been a few days I already miss the cornflakes. 

She sat down and filled herself a bowl while I finished my ham. I got up and went to the bus station.