After being here for a little over two weeks and not being able to do anything but listen in on conversations, it wasn't hard to get some information.

First, there's my mother, Faliya Elway, then my father, Melvin Elway, and I also have an older sister, Myla Elway.

She wasn't there when I was born because she was sick. The doctor wasn't supposed to help with a baby delivery, originally he was supposed to heal my sister.

Maybe I shouldn't have moved around too much in that 'dark void' because I was born a little early.

Besides all that, there's myself. The once famous lone wolf soldier utterly reduced to a baby. My name is apparently Falyn Elway.

Over these past couple weeks I've stopped worrying about this whole reincarnation thing and accepted it. There was nothing I could really do besides cope, so I tried to think of it as a fresh start with new beginnings.

Instead, I've been putting all my brain power into trying to figure out where I am. The first theory I devised was that I was born in the past of my world when cars and electricity weren't invented yet…then I remembered the magic and scratched the whole idea without a second thought.

Hmm…so this is a whole new world.

I thought back to the past two weeks.

I've seen my mother and father use magic, and from what I could gather my mother uses wind to clean and get the dust out of hard to get places, my father uses water to clean dishes, and water the plants. I haven't seen anything too exciting, which was kind of disappointing.

When I watched them tidy the house and do their daily duties I was trying to break down this ‘magic’ but it only left me with more questions like everything else.

If there's wind and water magic are there other types?

I haven't seen anything really big, but every time they use magic I try to act happy and use my baby charms so they can show me more, but to no avail.

After daily cleaning, father and mother take my sister to the study room so she can learn. I usually tag along so my parents can watch me as they teach my sister. Right now she's learning the normal stuff like reading, writing, and math. It seems in this world you start to learn the language and math at the age of three.

My sister's four, so she can hold a conversation with my parents pretty well. I haven't seen my sister use magic,though, so just assumed it was an age thing.

Every four days my sister and mother would go to the town market to get groceries and things for the house, and today was one of those days.

The village where my new family and I live is known as Beck Town. The town market was about a thirteen-minute walk from our house. On these walks, my mother would carry me in a cradle-like sash in a position where I could see the green fields. It hadn't rained since the day I was born so I was able to see the view clearly. In the distance the green fields were met with the forest that elevated up and covered the mountains; the trees were large even from a distance.

It was beautiful, peaceful in a way.

In my old world, my country didn't have mountains, nor did the ones I 'visited' for my missions. So for me, It was a sight to behold.

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During the time that we walked, I would see the view, but I would also pass by the rundown barn I was born in. I learned the carriage we rode that day wasn't ours, it was actually the doctors.

I didn't care for the carriage because I grew fond of these walks, even though I wasn't doing the walking.

As I pondered this, I found myself worried about my new family's living situation. Then I noticed how my mother and sister always wore smiles on their faces with at least five silver coins to go with.

From my assessment, the money works as follows.

100 copper = 1 iron

100 iron = 1 silver

Silver coins were the highest amount of currency I've seen in this small town, and I've only seen them on my mother.

Food and house needs were only fifty copper coins at most. At this, I soon threw away the sad thoughts.

Beck Town is nothing like the small towns and cities in my old world, from the three times I went out so far I would see people carrying weapons in all shapes and sizes like it was normal. There were food stands with vegetables and fruits, some were selling weapons or liquor. I even saw a kid that couldn't be older than twelve buy a bottle of what looked like whiskey.

Is there no age restriction?

From today and my past visits to the main part of Beck Town, I noticed it heavily relied on magic for almost everything. This world is reliant on magic as their prime source of energy unlike my old world, where we used electricity. This seemed to have set the people of this world back advancement wise.

One day, when we got home from the village market my mother put me in my wood-made crib and started feeding me as my father cooked dinner.

The baby food was horrible.

I hated it. For these past two weeks, I had it for every meal and bore through it.

Calm yourself. It's only temporary, Falyn.You just need to calm down and push through.

I tried telling myself that, just to contradict myself on the next bite, but before my mother could put another bite in my mouth, my sister Myla walked in.

"Hi Falyn," she said, looking at me with a smile, then turned to my mother with puppy dog eyes.

My mother looked confused "Is there something you need Myla dear? I'm feeding your brother right now, dinner should be ready in a seco-"

My sister interrupted her before she could finish, "Mom, please teach me magic!" She said this with her eyes closed and her hands fixed like she was praying.

My mother looked at her and chuckled.

I was thankful to Myla for saving me from the baby food, but also curious at what my mother's answer would be.

My sister spoke again, this time she got out of the silly prayer pose and released her puppy dog eyes once more, in full force, "I know the last time I asked, you and dad said something about an awakening, but can't you awaken me now?"

"I can't awaken you dear, it has to happen naturally." My mother put down my feeding food and gestured for Myla to come towards her. "Here, let me explain it to you again."

My mother took a deep breath, then started, "Once you turn nine you will awaken what is called a mana core. A mana core is the source in our bodies that allows us to use magic. This is the explanation your father gave you last time, but I'm going to tell you more now, so make sure to keep up because this is the last time me or your father will explain it. Okay, Myla?"

"Yes, mom." Myla said excitedly.

"The process of creating this core is a long one and it takes patience. As you get older you will learn about and see more magic. As this happens, you will start to comprehend and understand how magic works. You see Myla, there's this energy all around us that helps us use magic. That energy is called mana. When you awaken, your body will go through changes, one of these changes is the ability to feel the mana energy flow throughout your body and soul."

Throughout this explanation my mother sent small gusts of wind toward my sister, filling the room with a cool breeze.

"You used a lot of big words mom, but I think I understand." Myla said, slightly puzzled.

I was surprised she understood even a little of the explanation. She was only four after all.

On the other hand, her explanation helped me tremendously. Mana is the base energy for this world and the foundation of magic, alongside the mana core. The awakening part she mentioned makes sense on why I haven't seen Myla use magic. But just like all the other answers I've gotten so far, they only left more questions.

Since I have the mental age of twenty-five I should be able to awaken early right? If so, how early?

I guess I'll just have to bide my time to get all the answers. Meanwhile, I should focus on trying to control and get used to my body.

"Honey, Myla, dinners ready." The sound of my father's voice pulled me out of my thoughts.

my mother picked me up, carrying me to the kitchen. Following after the smiling Myla.