I felt this warmth; resonating within my entire body. Where am I; why does it feel so... cozy in here?
I quickly opened my eyes; just to be revealed that the witch was cradling me. It's like she had an experience when it comes to parenting. Obviously, I couldn't tell if she had experience or not, but for a witch; she's doing a pretty good job right now.
Oh, so that's where the warmth came from. I'm near a fireplace; being cradled in her soft arms; just like what a mother would do if she was taking care of her newborn. Wait, this isn't what I expected from a witch's home?! It's a lot more... refined and fancy. I heard her soothing voice; gently touching my ear.
"Oh, I wish I've wished to have a child to cradle in my arms. You're such a cute little angel; just like my daughter. It appears; that both of the hues on your features oddly match together. It's like your cute little twins. B-But... you two are given Soulmarks, and I suppose you were from different families; judging by the clothing both of you wore."
Her long lavender hair; is touching the entirety of my body. It's so silky and soft... this is like heaven. S-Still... I want to know where Teriana went. Hope she is okay. I can't believe I am forced to grow up with her.
The best relationship is a relationship that you have grown up with since the very start. And I think; this is truly the beginning of something great. I don't have the ability to walk; so I just have to rely on the witch cradling my arms. I'm a newborn; I'm vulnerable okay? But soon; shall I evolve. Adapt to this new fantasy world that I have been reincarnated to, and completely ignore the loser life I had in the past. Although the recent events were most certainly a rough start; soon shall I grow from nothing. My soul... has been reincarnated from nothing.
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It's been three or two years since my birth. I learned how to talk, but it was only a few words like 'Hello' and 'Goodbye'. I finally learned how to walk; slightly, and I'm starting to grow accustomed to the house I'm living in. Still; I hadn't heard Teriana say her first words; even though we share the same birthday. Hopefully; she speaks her first words at some point this year.
It's the beautiful; mild season of autumn.
Where the leaves slowly fall down, and the trees are prettier than ever.
It appears that the witch owned a mansion; I don't know where she got it, but I do have to say... the service in there is amazing!
All of the maids are so cute. The first maid was my favorite. She looked like was in her early twenties, and she had long black hair. Her blue eyes are gorgeous. She was the one who breastfed me for most of the year. And I just have to say, I really freaking hate that I am a baby. Oh my goodness, if I was an adult right now... I would just do... so many things to her.
She is beyond gorgeous, and I hardly have any knowledge of her origin. Not the typical maid you see in fantasy worlds.
The second maid had long red hair. She was rather feisty and slothful. She doesn't do as much as the other maids; and basically lied to our mother, which now... I know what my mother is named. Her name was Ashia Deamonne. Such a beautiful name; but not fitting for a witch.
Her nature is so kind, and she has done many things for us. She fed us, took care of us, and almost allowed us to go outside. But she never took the time to show us how to use magic. Well, I agree with her. Two years of age is quite young for anyone to learn such magic unless you're some sort of god.
Oh, Teriana has such a long length of hair already. Her eyes; also matched the same color as mine; along with my pale skin, and the color of her hair. The maids crafted a very cute dress for her; a tight jet black dress that reaches down to the bottom of her hips. She has three white dots stretching vertically from the collar area, towards the center of her chest.
She looks very pretty; even at a young age. I can't imagine what she would look like when she is in her teen years. Did I forget that we're both two years of age?
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"Now... my little Daskin; do you want my signature crispy and delicious chocolate chip cookies?"
Oh my goodness, her cookies are delicious. I don’t know what’s in it; but man, is it delicious. The long, scrumptious texture and structure of the treatment are beyond delicious. Speaking of, how does she even know how to bake—
“And little Teriana will also have a nice bite of my cookies. hee hee…”
She lightly hovered her palm over her mouth and released a small giggle. Her face is so pretty; too bad she’s my mother. That would be such a weird relationship, and you most definitely know what I’m talking about, right? Well, I guess she hadn’t given me birth yet, so I guess that’s some sort of plus if I ever wanted to be her ‘mate’. Still, I keep my word; it’s weird for any son to have a relationship with a mother they hardly know, or to keep it simple, the idea itself is repulsive and disgusting.
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Studying in a new world is hard. The second maid is extremely frustrated at me for not getting a single answer right on simple, math? Okay, out of all the things that were from my world, why does Math have to be the one to literally blast me out of my wits.
Teriana did, pretty well when it came to simple studies. She got like, a one-hundred out of one-hundred, while I got a plain out, zero. I'm so bad at math; it's literally unbelievable.
Reading, on the other hand, is one of my specialties. Even in a different language; it seems I seem to exceed Teriana's reading skills. There was one book that really caught my attention out of all the hundred books I was forced to read. That book was, "The Tails of The Drunk Dragons." I don't know why the title reminds me of alcoholism, but I'll let it pass; for now...
"My little Daskan, please read this book before I get the urge to throw you out the window-"
"Hey!"
Yup, I knew how to talk. Nice huh. To your eyes, these words make sense since they're written in a language you might understand. But if you really want to remove this filter off the page, all you would get is mumbled garbage; trust me, learning a new language when you're older is a lot more painful than it seems. Luckily I'm young.
"Now, chapter one, the endless bottle."
Okay, seriously, why is this a children's book?
"There once was a nasty dragon who wanted to have friends. Fortunately for him though, he does have a friend. An endlessly refillable bottle of nice, soothing, delicious red wine. Every day the owner of the bottle asked. 'So, when are you going to finish that bottle?', and then... the dragon goes... 'Oh, I umm... need another refill.' The owner sighed and refilled his bottle with a fresh bottle of red wine. The next day comes, and the owner asks. 'So, have you learned something? Did you taste something, different?" And the dragon goes..."
The red-haired maid deepened her voice; trying to entertain me. Suffice to say, wow did that work. She wore the 'traditional' black and white maid dress you see in basically every fantasy show. But, I somehow gained my innocence. I wasn't focusing on her abundantly large chest, which was literally next to my face, moving up and down, instead, I was thinking in my head of what the scene would've looked like.
"Another refill, please. Then the owner said to the dragon with a mellow tone. 'Dragon, if you don't stop drinking that bottle, regret shall come your way. But of course, the tipsy Dragon didn't listen to the owner. But then, one day... when the Dragon came back to the owner; he found that the bottle was still empty. What was he drinking, you ask. Turns out, the Drunken Dragon was drinking... his own urine."
The red-haired maid hastily shouted 'Ewwww', and then launched her two hands to tickle me under the armpit. She was laughing, and so was I. Wow, I never saw the hard-hitting maid smile so brightly before, it's kind of cute actually.
I couldn't scream, because I was drowned in forced laughter, but I do have to say... the red-haired maid is growing a liking to me. She smiled happily, whilst I felt her chest pressing against my face. I also felt her silky red hair, oh boy the maids in here are pretty.
I don't know what she did that other night, but it seemed she had her 'fun' yesterday. Thank goodness I was asleep. I don't want to hear the floors slamming whilst I try to take my well-deserved nap. Okay, I have to admit, I am not that innocent when it comes to 'that' alright. Even though I was alone the majority of my previous life, I still went to those 'websites' every so often. I don't regret it. Every picture was worth it.
I finally knew the red-haired maid's name; her name was, Ashia. Such a beautiful name, again. Even though I was already introduced to her name just a few months ago.
Now... it seems my mother is isolating me and Teriana on purpose... I wonder why?
What is Teriana learning that I'm not, I wonder... Soon enough, maybe I'll find out. Right now is my nap time, and a baby needs rest.
So... night night don't let the bed bugs bite.
Wow, even the voice inside my mind is slowly starting to get contaminated by my youth.