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Chapter Four

This time, I woke up to sunlight.

Somehow, this is worse.

The light is so irritating, more so than usual; and that’s with such a dinky little window, too.

My body is really… sore(?) for some reason.

A closer look gives me the feeling that there are shards of something embedded in my body.

Not in a physical way though, if that makes sense?

No, it doesn’t.

I can’t really do anything with most of them, but the one in my right wrist has some sort of pathway that connects to my heart crystal.

I push the pressure (which I now know is Mana, somehow) gently through the pathway into my wrist.

A terrible pressure fills my arm as the mana flows downward.

As it reached the end of the pathway, my wrist, a quite strange thing happened.

The space above my hand is filled with darkness, an absence of light.

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The absence is protruding from my wrist and is in the shape of an elongated triangle.

Before I could marvel further, I was oh so rudely interrupted.

I was barely able to disperse the newly-dubbed shadow blade before my brother barged in again.

He once again makes his way over to my crib and my cheek is filled with pain.

THIS BRAT DARES?! HE DARES TO STRIKE ONE SUCH AS I?! I HATE HIM, I HATE HIM, I HATE HIM!!

HE SHOULD JUST DIE!!!

A smell of ammonia, as well as a pain in my arm, broke me out of my hatred.

He let out a scream and ran out of the room faster than I thought he could move on those stubby legs.

The maid who was in the next room apparently chases after him, leaving me alone.

I’m too busy to give it much notice, however.

My arm and crystal ache something crazy, I probably tried to use the blade while filled with hate.

Hmm, this is concerning.

Why on earth(Or on not earth, I guess) would I have such a strong reaction to the brat?

Sure, he is everything I dislike in little children, but not enough to want to kill anyone.

Something tells me it has something to do with the shard.

Or the mana.

Or my new body.

Or…

You get the idea, too many variables makes the equation unsolvable.