POV: Kyle Mercer

For my entire life, there have been 4 languages.

1) Human Language. Possible to be used by every race, the majority of the users are human, obviously.

2) Demon Language. Only usable by the demons because it requires a special organ or something.

3) Elven Language. Really loopy and hard to learn, but it is possible. Most humans never do, and I only ever met 3 elves in my whole life, and they spoke human language, so it was all good.

4) Dwarven Language. Specially made by the dwarves so that every word could be shouted over long distances. Long term use of the dwarven language could cause minor injuries to non-dwarves, but healing magic would fix those. I also never learned the dwarven language, and the only time I met a dwarf was when receiving my hero's sword from the master bladesmith in the human kingdom palace.

But now, there is the fifth language. This new language will be termed 'Dirty Human Language' because it is just normal human language mixed around and with little things added to the beginning or end of words.

I might have been born in the isolated mountains, but I left the mountains eventually, and even we did not speak this bad. I have been reborn as the baby of two of the dumbest people I have ever met. I can only hope that this is a very localized dialect, and when I leave this shit-hole, people will use the normal language.

I can understand what people are saying, but would it be too much to ask for people to use the words in the right order? It will probably get better with time, and as I do the math, I probably have about 2 years of being stuck here.

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It took Kyle Mercer only a few weeks to understand the language, which was helpful when people came over. His new father Fred Mercer was rarely home during the day, so most of his language knowledge came from his mother Elena's random speaking when she went around the house while holding him, and when her friend Kathy Drought came to visit.

"How is Kyle doing?" Kathy said while bending over and waving to Kyle who was being held by Elena. The people here dressed conservatively, which was a bummer for Kyle. Otherwise, Kathy was fine looking. She had long blonde hair that went a little past her shoulders and had brown eyes. She had a small face and average body proportions, which were mostly hidden by the dress.

"He is doing just great," Elena said, light almost emitting from her face. "Just the other day I saw him moving his mouth like he wanted to speak."

"Oh wow," Said Kathy with a surprised look. "But he is less than two months old."

"I know, looks like the Mercer household is going to be hosting a little genius," Elena said while making cute faces at Kyle.

'Not for long you hillbillies.' Kyle thought to himself as he was unable to move from Elena's grasp. It was warm and soft, so he didn't want to leave at the moment anyway.

"It's just so scary having a child. You hope so much that they might be a human, but then something happens like in the 1st district." Kathy said, suddenly getting quite.

"Kathy, don't say that." Elena moved closer to Kathy on the couch and held Kyle in one arm while the other was put around Kathy's neck. "When you are able to have a child I am sure it will be human." Elena tried to reassure Kathy that her child would be human, but Kyle did not understand.

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'How is this even a question? Mixed race children aren't even possible.' Kyle thought. He could remember tales of political marriages between races as children stories.

Once long ago, the lord of an estate in the southern section of the human kingdom made a deal with the elder of an elven town over the border. Their children would get married and produce a child as a symbol to their trade agreement. The lord's son and the elder's daughter were wed for 4 years and still had not made a child, and thus, the lord terminated the contract and moved his business elsewhere.

One day while watching the dungeon of his town, the elven elder was muttering about how his daughter could not get pregnant with the human's child. Then, a prisoner spoke up. "That's right. That's why human women make the best prostitutes, can't be taken out of business."

"What do you mean 'can't be taken out of business'?" The elder asked the prisoner.

"They can still get diseases, but they won't ever get pregnant. Hey, you gonna take time off?" The prisoner said, to the elder, but the elder just cursed his position, not even considering taking time off the prisoner's sentence.

The moral of the story was something like 'Even a degenerate can know things a leader does not.' or something like that, but that was not the important part in the current situation. Mixed race children were not possible, so what was Elena's friend getting worried about?

"And besides, you need to make a little playmate for Kyle. Isn't that right Kyle? Someone to play with!" Elena added while continuing to make faces at her baby.

"I'm not saying it will happen, but you know what they do to beast-kin right?" Kathy said, but something was wrong.

'What is a beast-kin?' Kyle asked himself. He had gone through his memories thoroughly while in the black space, and when he was alone with nothing to do. He could only remember 4 races. The humans, the demons, the dwarves, and the elves.

Kathy visibly worried about her baby being a beast-kin and spent the rest of the evening talking with Elena about giving birth. Kyle did not want to hear this, so he thought about using Status magic on himself, but it would require him speaking which he was not prepared to do yet.

"Did you know when it was going to happen?"

"Was Fred with you?"

"Did it hurt a lot?"

"Did you get a doctor to help with it?"

"Was the doctor helpful?"

"When did you get to see Kyle first?"

Kathy was all questions and was nervous about being a mother. She was married to a man named Paul Drought, who worked with Fred Mercer as a city guard. Kathy did not work, just like Elena, and they were the same age. This put the two of them in a very similar situation, and they naturally became best friends inside the town.

Kathy left after a few hours of talking and it went to being just Kyle and his mother Elena in the house again.

"You're going to have a friend soon," Elena said to Kyle, even though as a two-month-old he logically wouldn't be able to understand her. Through illogical methods and completely unknown to her, Kyle could, though.