"Look, honey, our child is only one year old but he can already stand up," the man marveled. "Every day, this child never ceases to amaze me. Yesterday, he uttered his first words, and today he's starting to walk. If this keeps up, he'll leave the house by the time he's ten" the blonde woman replied, half-amused, half-serious.
Kito, curious and wanting to start engaging in conversations with his parents, approached them with a smile. "Dad', mom', why talk me?" he asked.
His parents, surprised and amazed, looked at each other, unsure how to react to his question. Finally, the man smiled and answered "Kito, we're simply amazed by your rapid growth and abilities. We're very proud of you."
The blonde woman added with a kind smile "yes, darling. We know you're special, and although we're impressed, we're also surprised."
It might seem astonishing, but when Kito reached the age of one, he decided to allocate some points in strength and intelligence. This had an immediate impact on his physical and mental development, allowing him to walk clumsily and utter a few words. Although he didn't fully understand the language his parents used yet, he was happy to finally explore his home freely and discover the different rooms.
Their home was quite spacious, with his own room, several large rooms for dining, hosting guests, and a room he didn't have access to, which was his father's office. Kito was fascinated by everything he discovered in this world, but he realized that he barely remembered his previous life. He had vague and confusing memories, but nothing concrete. He often wondered how he ended up here and why he had been reincarnated.
However, one thing was certain; he was determined to learn as much as possible about this world and the magic surrounding it. He had begun to read all the books in the house, desperately seeking to learn more about magic and the different races inhabiting this world.
Kito learned that there were several types of magic in this world, each with its own philosophy and method of use. He had read about elemental magic, which used the elements of nature such as fire, water, earth, and wind. He had also read about spiritual magic, which involved communicating with spirits and ghosts.
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In addition, he had read about healing magic, which allowed the healing of injuries and diseases, as well as combat magic, which enabled one to strengthen their body. There was even dark magic, which used magic to harm others, but this was forbidden in many kingdoms and generally frowned upon by people.
However, Kito had learned that each type of magic had its own advantages and disadvantages. For example, elemental magic was very powerful but required great concentration and mental strength to master. Healing magic was useful, but it was often limited by the severity of the disease or injury. Combat magic was very effective, but it was also very dangerous and could cause damage to one's own body. Moreover, it wasn't very versatile.
He had also begun to ponder the nature of magic in this world. Was it a natural force, or was it something more mystical? Was it a gift that could be inherited, or was it something that could be learned by everyone? For now, he had no answers. The books he had read were too general. Perhaps he could obtain answers by conducting his own experiments and research in the future!
Following these thoughts, he had asked his father if there were any other books on magic in the library. His father had smiled and said, "Of course, I myself studied magic when I was young. There are a few books that might interest you, but I must warn you, some are a bit complicated."
Kito was excited at the prospect of discovering a book on magic that could teach him something new. He had taken the various books given by his father and started to leaf through them, especially one in particular. It was an old grimoire, written in a strange language and filled with formulas and incantations that he couldn't understand. No matter how he tried, he couldn't find any similar patterns, discern letters from one another, or even guess the reading direction. Despite his efforts, Kito was frustrated that he couldn't understand the content of the grimoire.
He then asked his father if he could help him translate the book. His father shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, my son, but I can't help you with this one. It's a very ancient magic book, written in a language that I can't understand myself."
Kito was disappointed, but he didn't want to give up. He continued to leaf through the book every day, trying to find a clue or a hint that would help him understand the mysterious language, but to no avail. It was probably too soon, and for the moment he couldn't leave the house. Although his cognition was that of an adult, his body was still that of a 2-year-old child. He could read too, but speaking or understanding his parents' language was still difficult; it would take him another year or two before he could speak easily.