Fei

I must admit, I regret the first two years of my childhood.

There were many things I would’ve liked to have done differently…

I was born a fairy, into a wealthy family with a practice to ‘protect the bloodline.’

For those of you who haven’t made the connections yet, that practice is incest. Not the legal kind, either.

No, my Mother and my Father were cousins, actually, and their minds were corrupted by how well that marriage worked out.

“Come now Penelope, there’s no need for such a question. You see, when people love each other very much,” For a second, I thought she was actually going to give a decent explanation for a child.

“Then they go into the bedroom, or if they’re feeling frisky they can do in any room…”

I covered my sister’s ears, protecting whatever innocence I could.

Penelope, I’m so glad that I’m here to do this for you. I understand that I can't do anything about the knowledge you’ve learned in the three years before I was born, but I’ll protect whatever’s left if there’s something to protect.

On more than one occasion, I was nearly molested in my sleep, Penelope simply being curious about one of my mother’s lessons.

The words, “Mum taught me.” Eventually turned to something worth fear in my mind.

Once, I remember waking up with her straddling me, nothing but an apron on.

“What’re you doing, Penelope?” I asked, half asleep.

“Mother taught me that I should do this when waking men up, as it’ll excite them.”

The foreboding sense of dread in my heart was confirmed. It seems like I’ll have to make another session for returning her innocence.

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“Penelope, this is something people do when they’re older, and mostly when they’ve just been married.” I rose up, halfway between sitting and lying down.

She leaned towards me, placing her hands on my chest. The apron wasn’t tied very tight, so bits and pieces of her body managed to squirm their way into my eyes. When I looked away, she called my name until I looked back at her.

Eventually, I stopped trying to look away and kept my eyes looking towards her, but not at her.

“Fei, you have some pretty eyes.”

“Thank you? Your eyes are quite pretty as well.” It wasn’t a lie, as her emerald eyes shone when they looked at me.

I don't remember clearly what happened after that. I believe one of my parents walked in, before seeing the scene.

For a moment, I expected them to scold us for what we were doing.

Instead, they smiled at us, gave a soft apology and then walked out once more.

That was enough to break the spell on me, and I got my sister off me through a combination of words and actions.

Either way, with the first two years of my life full of nothing but this, I was worried slightly about my safety. And my virginity.

But once I’d turned two, there were only a few days until School started. Since my sister was of age to attend, my parents sent her off and gave me five hours a day, almost every day, to myself.

It was heaven.

When she came back, she sat me down at a table and spoke to me about her day, complaining like a wife would do to her husband.

I silently listened to her speak, unable to resist. From her words, I gained information about the school, the teachers, the students, the lessons, and much more. There were things to be learned from my ‘wife’s’ story.

At the very least, it was informative. Although, I found it interesting as well, but that’s unimportant.

With the five hours a day to do whatever I wanted, I settled on satisfying my curiosity.

I took the time to learn everything I wanted to.

Cooking, Martial arts, Herbology, Leatherworking, Sewing, Embroidery, Knot tying, Blacksmithing, Swordplay, Spearwork, Stealth, Assassination, Torturing methods, Lovemaking methods, Alchemy, Meditation, Dancing, Dismembering, Dismantling, Crafting, Mana control, Climbing, Writing, Art, Flower arranging, Tea ceremony, Etiquette, Many different instruments, Singing, Voice mimicry, Disguise, Guerilla tactics, Warfare, Economy, Cartography, and many others.

Most people would take years to master even a single one of these subjects. I’d lived for quite a few years already, with knowledge from another world to compliment anything I was taught.

Many of these came easily to me, and the few others didn’t take long to learn. Mastering them is still a pipe dream, but I’ve got a life ahead of me that I can use these things in.

By age four, I considered myself a jack of all trades, master of none.

But my end goal was much different. I was aiming for Master of all Trades, Jack of None.

My curiosity was no longer able to be held back by petty things like self-restraint. With a reincarnator’s mind, and my mana, I could do so much more than I was able to before.

I’d always learned quickly. But with my mana, I was able to concentrate on many things at once, similar to having another mind.

I halved the time it took me to do any mental processes, if not more.

Being born into another world sure is interesting, I must admit.

Being able to learn whatever I wish.

For once, my curiosity is sated, for a little while at the very least.