It has been about 6 months since I was reborn into this new world, and I have learned a lot of things.

First off is that this definitely isn’t Earth but instead a world called Gaia.

Second; other races exist here besides humans. More specifically, Elves, Dwarves and Beastmen.

Third; magic isn’t that special, as roughly 1/4th of the total human population can use it.

Fourth; Monsters and Demons exist here and are never friendly as they seem to only want to kill Humans and other races.

Fifth; Monsters and Demons can be tamed or summoned if you have the right Job or Skill.

And finally; Golems are a type of Monster that either occur naturally due to Mana oversaturation in the environment or are created with nearby materials and animated by a magic user.

Every day I have been diligently training, first by doing as much exercise as this body can handle and then by spamming Status and Appraisal until I ‘Mind Out’.

I am finally able to talk now and have used that to great effect by reciting speeches from great men and women from Earth’s history. Why am I doing that? It raises Charisma, that’s why. My parents don’t know I do this. I have kept it a secret to avoid any complications that have even the slightest possibility of arising. After all, would any person in their right mind think that a speech giving baby was normal? I think not!

While I was completing my morning routine of sit-ups and crunches (among other things) my mother came over and picked me up. Strange, it isn’t time for milk yet. My mother carried me outside for the first time in my new life. I don’t know why this is the first time, though it was probably due to the high infant mortality rate I mentioned earlier. As my mother walked with me in her arms down a dirt path, I saw numerous other wood and thatch houses and a few ones with walls made of stacked stones with dried mud for filler. We passed from what I assumed was the residential area where I lived through a market with all sorts of goods, wait… Is that an Orc?! Sure enough there was a butcher selling Orc meat along with what appeared to be an oversized chicken. I honestly don’t know how I will be able to eat knowing that my food came from a humanoid being, but I guess I’ll have to rationalize it as ‘eat or be eaten’.

Eventually we reached our destination, but not without Mom showing me off to numerous women and a few men. I guess they are friends of hers? We were outside of a large building made entirely of stone, with ceramic tiles for a roof and glass in its windows.

My instincts are screaming ‘It’s a church!’

Sure enough; inside is a church, complete with alter, pews and what I assumed to be the priest. Also, Dad is here too. I was brought before this man of the cloth and he placed his adult sized hand on my baby sized head. He closed his eyes and invoked a magic spell with a chant. And now my Status is visible to everyone. Oh, boy. There goes my quiet life.

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My status read as;

Name – Arkhan

Level – 1

Age – 6 Months

Titles – None

Job – None

Health – 10

Mana – 10

Stamina – 10

Strength – 2

Perception – 2

Endurance – 2

Charisma – 2

Intelligence – 2

Agility – 2

Luck – 2

Active Skills

* None

Passive Skills

* None

I smile at the priest with a big doofy grin. Did you think it would be so easy to make me spill my stats? I am not going to get rid of my slow life unless I want to! Of course, the priest can’t hear this internal victory cry and says to my parents that I am a ‘Normal, healthy baby boy’ and that I should be made an apprentice to someone so I can get a Job. My parents seem to be satisfied with this and we leave the Church.

All in all, that went better than I had hoped.

I had done some major training to learn how to mask my Status and wasn’t sure it was going to work until today.

My real Status looks like this;

Name – Arkhan

Age – 6 Months

Level – 1

Titles – Reincarnator, Orator, Wunderkind

Job – Mobile Suit Golem Master

Health – 1500

Mana – 10,000

Stamina – 1500

Strength – 50

Perception – 50

Endurance – 50

Charisma – 50

Intelligence – 50

Agility – 50

Luck – 50

Active Skills

* Status (1 Mana)

* Appraisal (1 Mana)

* Generate Mobile Suit Golem Lv. 1

* Generate Mobile Suit Golem Equipment Lv. 1

* Customize Mobile Suit Golem Lv. 1

Passive Skills

* No Chant Magic Casting

* All Language Mastery

* Writing Mastery

* Mathematics Mastery

* Science Mastery

* Conceal Status

* Mana Control

The extra titles were likely because of my speeches and my absurd stats. It took all I had to get this powerful, and I am still not done growing! I estimate that I have about a year and a half left to be a normal baby, although I was never a normal baby to begin with. The most painful part was grinding Endurance, as it involved me hitting myself over and over with my tiny baby hands and kicking the bars of my crib repeatedly.

Now I am home and my loving parents are eating far more than they would normally. I have a feeling that what happened earlier today at the church was something more exciting for them than it was for me. They must be happy that their son survived as long as he did and had such decent stats. If only they knew just what kind of a powerhouse I am. Although, I have never tried out my Appraisal on them…

I wonder…?

{Appraisal!}

Name – Marie

Age – 29 Years

Level – 10

Titles – None

Job – Tailor

Health – 50

Mana –50

Stamina – 50

Strength – 4

Perception – 4

Endurance – 6

Charisma – 5

Intelligence – 6

Agility – 6

Luck – 6

Active Skills

* None

Passive Skills

* Tailoring

* Needlework

Name – Tom

Age – 37 Years

Level – 29

Titles – Fire Magic Genius

Job – Fire Mage

Health – 30

Mana –200

Stamina – 30

Strength – 3

Perception – 5

Endurance – 3

Charisma – 7

Intelligence – 10

Agility – 5

Luck – 6

Active Skills

* Ember (5 Mana)

* Superheat Weapon (10 Mana)

* Fireball (25 Mana)

* Flame Thrower (50 Mana)

* Fire Bomb (50 Mana)

* Firewall (100 Mana)

Passive Skills

* Mana Control

* Fire Magic Affinity

Dear Lord! Those are some abysmal stats! Or at least they are compared to mine, but I don’t know how my parents stack up to other people, let alone the cream of the crop. Maybe next time I go out I should check the Status of other people just for reference. But that will have to wait for another day, as it’s about time for me to begin my end of the day training regimen. Time to spam Status until I pass out again!