Today my mother Shiv'Za is giving birth to my first sibling, she's in that room ahead of me with the same old woman who turned out to be the one who spanked my smooth buttocks once I arrived in this world.
𝘎𝘶𝘩.... 𝘚𝘩𝘶𝘵 𝘶𝘱 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘴𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮𝘴 𝘔𝘰𝘮! 𝘗𝘶𝘴𝘩 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘰𝘯 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘪𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘺, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘨𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘣𝘪𝘳𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘭𝘭.
My father Ku'Ram is still away leading the city army to fight the monsters swelling the nearby forest.
Mu'Elia city is located deep in the mountains and backed against the belly of one of the highest peaks of the Sh'Drien mountain chain, the road out for those who live in Mu'Elia city is endangered by the Ki'Hiza forest.
As an independent city not belonging to any kingdom or empire of this world, Mu'Elia city is practically impregnable because of it's excellent strategic defensive location.
It can be sieged and have it's only and major trade road blocked, but the city has formed a complex network of tunnels which can keep the city secretly supplied even under siege.
Father is a senior officer in the city's army, a ten-thousand-man commander at the age of thirty-two wasn't an easy feat for Ku'Ram. It was amazing actually and rarely achieved in the history of Mu'Elia city's army.
He wasn't the most successful financially though and before knowing my mother his investments were met with loss after loss, even after meeting my mother and falling in love with her then getting married he was still struggling financially because of his "Bad Luck" however, that somehow brought them closer to one another instead of the opposite!
𝘈𝘵 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘨𝘰𝘥 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘢 𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘯 𝘶𝘱 𝘧𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘺, 𝘩𝘶𝘴𝘣𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘺𝘢𝘭 𝘵𝘰 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘴 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥. 𝘐 𝘨𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘺 𝘫𝘰𝘣 𝘵𝘰 𝘬𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘪𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘰𝘯.
My mother Shiv'Za intervened to save the financial situation of our family when she got pregnant with me, her solution was to rely on my uncle Shiv'Zil to help manage whatever money that Ku'Ram has in excess from his monthly paycheck.
𝘕𝘰𝘵 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘢 𝘣𝘶𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘮𝘢𝘯, 𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘮𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘵𝘰𝘰. 𝘞𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘢 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘰𝘭? 𝘖𝘺! 𝘒𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘺𝘰, 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘵𝘰𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘮𝘦 𝘣𝘳𝘰.
𝘞𝘩𝘺 𝘥𝘪𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘳𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘢𝘭 𝘮𝘺 𝘢𝘣𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘬 𝘺𝘦𝘵 𝘮𝘰𝘮? I'm already a year and three months old! 𝘕𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘥𝘪𝘰𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘻𝘻𝘺 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘶𝘯𝘤𝘭𝘦! 𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘰𝘣𝘦𝘴 𝘴𝘶𝘥𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘴𝘯𝘢𝘱?
Ku'Rah's uncle was next to him and seemed anxious about something, he didn't seem to notice that he's pushing the swing very hard. After every screeching scream of Shiv'Za, her brother Shiv'Zil would push the swing even harder, much to the growing worry of the poor baby who tried to keep his mouth shut to prevent air from exploding his lungs.
𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 𝘪𝘵 𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘦! 𝘗𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘺 𝘪𝘴 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳.
"𝘞𝘢𝘢𝘢𝘢𝘢𝘩..... 𝘞𝘢𝘢𝘢𝘢𝘢𝘢𝘢𝘢𝘩...."
𝘏𝘦𝘭𝘱 𝘮𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯. 𝘠𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘴 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘬𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵𝘣𝘰𝘳𝘯! 𝘏𝘶𝘳𝘳𝘺 𝘨𝘰𝘥 𝘥𝘢𝘮𝘯𝘪𝘵, 𝘐 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘨𝘰𝘵 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦.
When Shiv'Za's voice stopped being heard loud and clear by everyone in the always bustling and noisy nearby market. Her brother Shiv'Zil aka "babies bully number one in the whole universe" who should've understood that she succeeded in freeing herself from the fetus in her belly, turned monster mode on me and came very close to bashing my head against the ceiling with his last push!
Opening my mouth. I turned the alarm on and cried for real, closing my eyes I wished she would make it in time.
"SHIV'ZIL! DON'T MAKE ME COME OVER OR HELP ME GOD-"
"Uh!.... Everything is okay sister, right little Ku'Rah?"
"Waaaaaaaah....."
As if electrocuted, Shiv'Zil finally awoke from his "Sadistic" behavior and staggered a few steps forward when the screaming threat from my mother reached his ears, waving his hands at the air in denial while responding to his sister he smiled a very crooked smile burdened with fear.
Seeing his begging eyes look at me hoping that I would stop calling for help, feeling my heart which almost bursted out of my chest with each beat, I couldn't forgive this uncle and Ill be damned if he thought he could cleanly escape punishment after scaring the shit out of me with his previous stunt.
"SHIV'ZIL-"
"Gotta bounce, congratulations on your new baby sister...."
Once the roaring voice of my mother reached his ears, my uncle shamelessly ran towards the door and escaped while his words trailed off at a distance.
"What happened? Why are you crying?"
My mother appeared at the door with obvious exhaustion on her complexion, leaning on the door she asked me with irritation apparent in her words.
Giving my mother a silent stare, I nodded towards the old lady behind her faintly, to remind my poor mother of our previous agreement.
"Hrrrrmm.... Granny Q'Tia, thank you. I think I can manage from here on my own. Ku'Ram is supposed to be here by night or at first light at the latest. Give me Ku'Riah, her big brother needs to see his sister."
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Finally Shiv'Za seemed to remember the promise she forced on me after glaring scarily at me for a few seconds, she patted the shoulder of old lady Q'Tia who did a great job in increasing the numbers of my new family twice, then she gently took my sister in her arms and sat on the couch with the help of old lady Q'Tia.
"Anytime little Za, come here little Rah you sit next to mommy if you don't like the swing."
Thankfully someone got me off this bloody toy, I would've gotten out on my own if the swing wasn't high above the floor by more than a meter and half.
After placing me next to my scary mother and kissing her cheek and pinching it with a pure smile on her wrinkly face, grandma Q'Tia left our house and left me alone with my mother and sister.
Mom seemed to care about this old woman and smiled genuinely when the elder woman kissed her cheek. A few seconds of silence that followed after grandma Q'Tia left, mother turned towards me and her eyes glared demandingly for an explanation.
As if asking me : 𝘞𝘩𝘺 𝘥𝘪𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘣 𝘮𝘺 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘵?
"Uncle turned into a devil, after placing me in the swing he went overboard and I had no other choice but to call for your help, my head came this close to the ceiling you know! More than once."
Dumping all the blame on the man who fled, I spoke while shaking from fear.
𝘚𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭. 𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘥𝘶𝘥𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘢𝘮𝘢𝘻𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘳𝘦𝘧𝘭𝘦𝘹𝘦𝘴, 𝘰𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘮𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘪𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘭𝘦𝘦.
"That so? You didn't break your promise to mommy and kept your mouth shut even though he almost injured you?"
"Uh! Well... Yes. I gave you my word after all, why break my promise when I can call for you in another way?"
Giving my mom a helpless look, all I could do is shrug my shoulders and pout my lips as I give my reply.
"My Rah is so manly, mommy isn't mad at you baby I'm just exhausted and tired. Here. See this adorable baby girl! That's your little sister Riah. Now you have to promise me another thing, to always love and care for her."
Mother's frustration melted when she heard me and her free arm slithered around me and pulled me into her side as she spoke.
My little sister was wrinkly all over and her skin flushed rosy red after her first warm bath, suckling from the exposed breast of my mom totally unaware of the ongoing conversation.
"Worry not mother. Riah is my blood and family always comes first. Alright! I promise to always look after her and all those who joins our family in the future. You need to rest now you look spent."
Mother gave me a fake frown when she heard my not so direct answer, which made me give up my eloquence and straightforwardly reassure her.
Beaming with a mirthful smile my mother nodded happily and went to her bedroom with my sister to get some rest.
Alone in the living room I was sitting there for a few hours thinking on some ways to payback my uncle, after all he gave me one hell of a scary experience!
Riah woke up in the middle of my flowing fantasies and interrupted them with her annoying cries, mother handled it a few minutes later by blocking her mouth with the only food source Riah will receive for months to come.
Then I lost interest with the topic of my racing thoughts and decided to vent my frustrations on some veggies and fruits before I hit the bed and get some sleep.
𝘉𝘢𝘣𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘴𝘶𝘤𝘬, 𝘵𝘰𝘥𝘥𝘭𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘴𝘦 𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘪𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘣𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘢 𝘧𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘵𝘺 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴 𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰𝘯.
𝘐 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘥𝘰 𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘦𝘢𝘬 𝘢𝘴𝘴 𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘺, 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘐 𝘥𝘰 𝘪𝘴 𝘦𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘭𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘪𝘯 𝘢𝘯 𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘣𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘦.
My only source of fun is sightseeing when mother takes me outside the house, she noticed this on me a few weeks ago and tried to get me acquainted with some brats around my age.
Unfortunately. She wasn't successful in her attempt, but I was happy with the result.
Some bitch ass girl tried to force feed me one of her dirty toys and I ended up giving her hair a nice tug to stop her from polluting my body, she slyly tried to do that when both of our moms were distracted. Anyway. The little idiot deserved it.
The creaking of our door grabbed my attention from my previous pitiful victory and I saw my father Ram cautiously checking the premises before he enters the house, our eyes contacted and he smiled sheepishly when he saw my amusement.
"Mother is resting, you have a daughter now." I struggled to descend the couch and gave my old man the news while heading towards him.
"How is she? Is she mad at me because I missed it? Again!" Father was obviously ecstatic in the beginning then he remembered the warning Za gave him before he left, raising me up to his level he asked with dread in his eyes as he kept shifting his gaze between me and the door of his bedroom.
"Just keep apologizing without giving excuses and you'll be fine. A piece of advise. Be generous with your hugs and compliments. And take a shower first, you reek of blood." He really is one adorable giant this father of mine, I had to give him a push in the right direction.
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One day at a time I kept suppressing my impatience and eagerness to test the limits of my current body, both of my parents were annoyingly normal people with ignorance to the topic of my dreams.
I tried to probe them for anything that might come close to supernatural in this world, all I received is some hearsay legends of things that might or might not be true in kingdoms and empires of this world.
The things that I confirmed from my father was that in the Ki'Hiza forest there's monsters beyond my normal standards, from his description they're huge, scaly, fast and ferocious.
𝘎𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵! 𝘕𝘰𝘸 𝘐'𝘮 𝘴𝘶𝘱𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘳𝘰𝘸 𝘶𝘱 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘰𝘴𝘢𝘶𝘳𝘴. 𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘬𝘧𝘶𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘪𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘢𝘣𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘦 𝘰𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘢 𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘦𝘳 𝘦𝘺𝘦 𝘢𝘴 𝘪𝘧 𝘐'𝘮 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘸𝘦𝘪𝘳𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘮𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘵.
I'm not interested in politics and anything of the like that's why I spent my days of waiting doing the only thing that was in common between all my fantasies, meditation.
I knew nothing about training my physique and I was certain that if I tried to do anything in this tender age Ill be doing more harm than good to myself, but meditation was clearly the right action to be taken for someone in my shoes.
Nothing changed on my exterior in the two years of my life, still. Inwardly I never felt so in peace with myself.
Never underestimate the horrors I saw on that day of judgement. Matter of fact I still wake up sometimes drenched in cold sweat and shaking like a leaf.
The scenes I saw left an un-erase-able mark deep down on my soul, the same can be said about the scent I smelled wafting from the doors of heaven.
I can still smell it in my nose even though it was beyond my abilities to comprehend how far I currently am from them, this is my most important goal in this life. To climb my way back up and cross these humongous doors, to experience what it feels like inside.
God mentioned that I had the potential to be rewarded with the fourth floor and I wasted it, now my only reward if I manage to pass this test and remain alive will be the lowest floor. The first floor.
At least now I can enjoy the company of my cute Riah when I'm not meditating while hoping for a fruitful results after every session.
"Ram haven't you noticed that Riah is already seven months old and still hasn't spoken a single word! Maybe I should take her to granny Q'Tia tomorrow to see if she's alright."
Mother spoke her concerns aloud to my father which made me roll my eyes.