CHAPTER 3
Three years passed in a flash with small but meaningful things happening. The first time I truly felt a sense of belonging was on my first birthday—a simple celebration, but it filled me with warmth. It showed me that this family had accepted me and it gave me a big sense of belonging.
Learning to read and write in this world’s language was another milestone. At first, the symbols and grammar felt foreign, but with time—and a little help from my parents—I began to grasp it. Every new word felt like a small victory, a step closer to fully understanding this new life.
Now, at three years old, I found myself eagerly counting the days until my ability appeared. Every child awakened their ability between the ages of three and five, and the waiting was excruciating. It wasn't exactly known when an ability would appear but when it was near there would be some symptoms that would appear and recently, I had begun feeling the telltale symptoms—waves of fatigue, a lingering heat in my body, and bouts of nausea. It was a strange, uncomfortable sensation. It felt like the worst kind of cold and stomach bug rolled into one, but I knew it meant my ability was on its way.
In my free time, I had taken to reading the old books scattered around the house, hungry for knowledge about this world. The more I read, the more fascinating—and dangerous—this world seemed. One particular history caught my attention...
This world was once unified. It was a place that every race used to live in together but, approximately 2000 years ago a fight happened between the 10 strongest fighter in the world, they were called ‘THE 10 JADES‘. They had divided into two groups of five each and the it is said that the battle was even until, one of the jades became neutral. No one knows why they fought, but the battle was so fierce that it split the world into six continents...
The world was now split into six vast continents. The Human Continent, with its sprawling cities and kingdoms- located south, was a place of constant political maneuvering. The Elves inhabited their own lush forests on the Elf Continent which was to the east, while the Dwarves crafted their homes deep within the mountain ranges of the Dwarf Continent which was above the Elf continent. The Demon Continent, wild and untamed, was ruled by scattered demon clans and it was located to the west. Above them all was the Sky Continent, home to the dragon folk who soared through the clouds. And at the center of it all was the Central Continent, a neutral ground where all races could gather.
The Sky Continent floated above the others, home to true dragons and humanoid dragons which were called dragon folk, winged beings that ruled the skies.
The Central Continent, situated at the heart of the world, was a neutral territory where no single race held dominance. It was the crossroads of trade, diplomacy, and adventure, where anyone could enter without needing permission—making it a melting pot of cultures and intrigue.
While it was possible to visit other continents with special permission, most chose not to, fearing the prejudice they might face. They also preferred to live on their own continents for the same reason. Humans, elves, and dwarves shared enough similarities to avoid much of this, but the Central Continent remained the preferred meeting ground for all. As for me, the thought of seeing every continent stirred something deep inside me. The urge to explore, to uncover the secrets of this vast world, was overwhelming. Perhaps it was a passion carried over from my previous life—a desire for adventure that I couldn’t ignore.
Each continent, except the Central Continent, was governed by its own rulers. On the Human, Elf, and Dwarf continents, kings and queens maintained order through established monarchies. The Demon Continent, however, was ruled by scattered demon kings—powerful, but few in number. In contrast, the Sky Continent had no permanent ruler. There, the strongest warrior claimed leadership, but power shifted often, as new challengers constantly rose to the throne.
And that was the gist of it.
After days of feeling drained and feverish, the symptoms finally subsided, and with them, the hope that my ability had awakened. My parents noticed the change too and wasted no time—they took me to a local doctor, one said to have the power to recognize abilities. The doctor we visited was no ordinary physician. He was an elf with a unique ability of his own—‘Recognition.’ A former adventurer, he'd traveled through the Central Continent and seen countless abilities during his journeys, lending him a wealth of experience. My parents seemed to be good friends with this doctor. Maybe he was also the one who delivered me?
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Sitting in the doctor’s office, my parents and I waited in tense silence. The doctor examined me carefully, his eyes narrowing in concentration. After what felt like an eternity, he finally spoke. "I’ve identified Kael's ability," he said, his tone thoughtful, "but before I explain, I need a quick test to confirm my findings first."
“What do you mean by that?” asked my father with a little worried but he relaxed fast. Probably a sign they were good friends.
"It’s nothing serious, just a quick test," the doctor reassured us. "I promise, there’s nothing wrong with Kael." He led us outside to a small field nearby, where he used some earth magic to set up a stand of some kind and placed an apple on top. Handing me a rock, he said, "Now, Kael, aim for the apple and throw this with all your strength."
I wasn’t sure what the test was for, but I nodded, ready to find out. As I aimed at the apple, something strange happened. A glowing circular mark appeared on the fruit, like a target, its center perfectly aligned. Instinctively, I knew that’s where I needed to throw the rock. The target wasn't that far and I was sure I could hit it if I threw the rock with only little force. Drawing on memories of my past life, where I’d honed my aim countless times, I steadied my hand. With a deep breath, I threw the rock with all my strength to the target, trusting my instincts.
The rock shot through the air with a speed I expected, striking the apple dead center. It split cleanly into two perfect halves, the force of the impact sending pieces flying. My parents gasped in astonishment, while I stood frozen in awe of what I’d just done. The doctor, however, only smiled, as though he’d seen this outcome before.
"Impressive, Kael. It seems you’ve got an ability called ‘Precision Sight.’ Apologies for the sudden test, but I couldn’t resist—I've never come across an ability with a name like that in all my travels."
He explained that his ability couldn’t fully identify what 'Precision Sight' could do—just the name. That’s why he had to test it. His ability only identifies things that are already known in this world. He gave an example: if he came across a plant, his ability might only reveal its name, not whether it was poisonous. That usually meant the plant hadn’t been discovered yet by the world. The same happened with my ability—it gave him the name but no details, so he needed to test it out. He explained that if he had even a small clue about an ability, his power would fill most of the details automatically.
"That’s why I needed the test. Now, let's move on to what I’ve discovered so far. Now, as I mentioned, your ability, 'Precision Sight,' is something entirely new to the world. I’ve managed to uncover a few things about this ability, but it’s not much. This is the first time I’ve come across such limited information, so I’ll tell you what I know. You’ll have to discover the rest on your own.
"One clear use of this ability is in combat. It would be particularly effective for an archer, though even as a swordsman, Kael could pinpoint his enemies' weak spots with precision. It also has potential applications beyond combat. It can be useful in any situation where accuracy and focus are needed. With training, Kael could develop this ability even further, perhaps to see things at great distances or even detect minute details others might miss." He spoke to my parents, assuming I wouldn’t grasp the details. But I understood every word, and my mind was already racing with ideas about how to use this ability. It opened up so many possibilities. I didn’t want to be an archer—support roles weren’t my thing in my previous life. I was always a frontline fighter, so naturally, I leaned toward becoming a swordsman. Still, learning archery could be useful too.
My father took a moment to absorb everything before nodding. “We’ll make sure he gets the best training possible. Thank you, Doctor.”
What did he mean by that? We couldn’t afford “the best” training. We weren’t poor, but hiring a tutor would cost at least five silver coins a month. If we only had ten or so gold coins—that’s about a hundred silver—then training for two years would wipe out our savings. Oh, right. I forgot they could probably earn that money back in a year or two. Maybe the lessons Ela gave me on math were paying off after all. Well, I’d leave that to my parents.
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Back at home, the atmosphere was celebratory. My sister, Ela, was particularly excited about my ability after my parents briefed her about it. "Wow, Kael! You’re going to be amazing! You’ll be able to hit anything perfectly! Maybe you’ll become a famous adventurer—or even a knight!"
I couldn’t help but smile at her excitement. The idea of becoming an adventurer did sound appealing—it had always been my dream in this life. But that would have to wait at least 10 or 15 years. For now, I wanted to understand my ability better—and maybe get a deeper sense of myself along the way.
Over the next few days, my father started teaching me more about the world and its history (even though I already knew most of it). Meanwhile, my mother left saying she would find me a teacher. It’s been three days since she went.
He also shared stories from his time as an adventurer, telling me that if I ever followed the same path, I should come to him for advice whenever I needed it.
That evening, a carriage pulled up to our house. I was outside, practicing my aim by throwing rocks at birds (an old habit). I had hit three in a row with the help of my new found ability when I noticed the carriage.
It's door opened, out of it came my mother with one other person. I couldn't make out if it was a man or a woman because they were wearing some kind of armor but it seemed the person was a knight who ever it was. I thought that this was probably who will be my teacher since that was why my mother had set out.
"Hey, Kael! Mommy’s back with your new teacher," she said, lifting me up in her arms. Right, I’m still just a kid, aren’t I? As she held me, she said, "Say hello to your new teacher—my sister, Bett Lucidea.She’s a knight from the kingdom nearby and an excellent swordsman." As my mother spoke, the knight—my aunt—removed her helmet and gloves, smiling warmly at me. That gave me the same feeling I felt when my mother and Ela smiled at me.
"Hello, Kael. I’m your aunt Bett, and I’ll be your new teacher," she said, her smile never wavering. She looked like she was in her twenties and resembled my mother closely , with the same hair and eye color, but she was a bit taller and had a stronger build.
I responded the way I thought a normal kid would. “Hello, Auntie. I’m Kael Ashford.” As I said it, a strange feeling ran down my spine. I didn’t realize until later that it was embarrassment.
That night, my mother told my father she had brought Bett to be my tutor. He accepted it happily, as did my sister. And just like that, Aunt Bett became my teacher.
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