It was in the early morning when a young boy dressed in rundown clothes with black hair was woken up by the loud sounds of children arguing, playing, and roughhousing. laying in bed with eyes unable to open. as he began his daily ritual of pushing his life force through his body. He began to think of his current situation, Stuck on a bed in a rundown room filled with other beds dressers, and children's toys and unable to do anything but fix his body.
It has only been two years, He thought to himself as pain started lancing through his body as he was forcing his mana to move. He heard the door open and the matron call for the children to leave gotta hurry up and get better at this, as he thought that and began to push his life force faster. the matron came over to his bed and started talking to him "you know you don't need to hurt yourself to get up faster we can delay your training" she said with a mixture of exasperation and kindness looking at him twitching from pain "you still have enough time" not now that I am training he thought to himself unable to respond due to his throat and mouth still being stiff as slowly from his chest a slight red aura was spreading around his body sticking close to his skin.
as the life force flowed from his blood into his body and began finally moving his mana he was able to open his eyes and look at the matron, his eyes a slight luminous silver." I need to get better its starting to become a lot harder to force the density down. its never been so bad that I couldn't even open my eyes." the exasperation on her face gone now replaced with concern "from what I was able to find it takes until nine years old before that happens" she started frowning trying to think of a reason. "its, because I'm training most children with my physique, don't train, my mana is developing more" he responded slightly stretching as his blood veins glowed a mix of sliver red light
"it is speeding up the petrification," he said now standing up and out of bed. when she heard this the frown on the matron's face deepened before she let out a sigh". Did you know about this before or after I started training you" she said as they began walking towards the door. The boy replied "before, I knew that you would be more hesitant to train me if you knew it" hearing this, the matron sighed again before looking at the boy with a menacing look" you know I think I should get Grestol to help with your training today" the boy looked at her pailing slightly and began to plead" NO, please don't get him he has no idea how to hold back I'm sure I still have bruises from last time." as he remembered the giant human in full plate.
": That will teach you that hiding things from me isn't worth it, you know how much I worry about you," she said giving the boy a disapproving look. that put the boy into self-reflection its been seven years now hasn't he thought. He had been brought to the orphanage just after his birth when his parents found out about his physique. a young couple who had just inherited a farm, and wanted to start a family, after they learned his condition they immediately gave him up without even giving him a name. the matron had raised him from that point acting as a surrogate mother. compared to the other orphaned children who at youngest came in at five. they had a stronger bond.
"I know," he said as he looked at her for forgiveness" it was wrong of me to hide it but I wasn't sure it would be this fast or bad." he gave a sigh as they walked into a long hallway passing by a room full of younger children being taught "I assumed with the knowledge I have found with my profession as a scholar that I would be able to handle it. I had already come up with a temporary solution of using my life force, I guess I got arrogant and thought of myself as a genius who had it handled" He chuckled to himself. she looked at him with a raised brow as they came to the door leading to the training grounds" you are a genius. you were able to get a profession at four. call up your archive, everyone makes mistakes even geniuses; just don't hide things from me anymore." she said as her expression relaxed and she hugged the boy.
"yes ma'am," the boy said as he returned the hug. as the two separated the boy thought to himself it has been a while since I checked my archive and as he had that thought blue panel appeared in front of him with text that could not be ignored.
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NAME N/A PROFESSION SCHOLAR TRAITS FRACTURED REINCARNATED SOUL/WILLFUL/MANA PETRIFAICATION PHYSIQUE/LIFE FORCE USER/STUDIOUS/SKILLFUL CREATOR MANA NATURE: ???? MANA AFFINITY N/A PATHS TO POWER WILL/BODY/MANA
FRACTURED REINCARNATED SOUL Pieces of a soul brought into this world by chaos have combined with your soul at birth giving you its fractured memories and personality.
WILLFUL you have shown promise in will and strength of personality
MANA PETRIFAICATION PHYSIQUE A physique unique to humans due to humans not evolving to have mana and being given the ability to have it by the world. your body is an abnormality where mana has become fully connected to the body and due to the triple connection of mind, body, and soul your mana has reached a density whereby it solidifies in the body.
LIFEFORCE USER You have trained to consciously call upon your life force enabling you to use aura skills.
SKILL CREATOR You have done something remarkable, created a new skill. few have created something new and thus you must be rewarded GAIN WORLD'S FAVOR FOR CREATED SKILL.
STUDIOUS You know more than most people especially in your age group gain information sleuth.
genius, huh hard to think that when you have a mile-long headstart he thought to himself.