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The next morning I woke up and started planning what to do. So far I have a pretty good idea where I am but I still don’t know most of what is going on, so I am thinking of studying to increase my knowledge. The question is: will I be able to go back to the room with the books? Sure one, or four, times I’ll get there but I need to stand up on because it is impossible to crawl over.

As I was thinking Mother woke up, dressed, and was ready to go. She picked me up and did what she always does: feed me, wash me, and so on. I feel like I’ve been crippled all over again. Well, let’s forget about it.

As the day passed I didn’t get the chance to go into the other room so there wasn’t much for me to do other then to observe my surroundings. Another thing is that all letters move around and translate into English for me. I noticed this when I saw a piece of paper on the table this morning. Just like with the books the letters started moving and changing. It is strange. Mother doesn’t seem to notice the words changing. She must not be able to see it. I will hang onto this bit of information for later.

And so two months passed by. During that time I managed to get into the workroom 16 times. I read all the books from the first to the fourth shelf. I couldn’t get any higher up so I decided to look at the other rooms.

And another thing is that the books are mostly all magic related. Ranging from beginner magic to master level. I am still in the intermediate level of reading and I don’t have any practice yet but I will eventually.

The books contained stories of ancient times. I didn’t understand some of the books at first but soon realized the books also contained information about monsters. Yeah, monsters, at first I thought it was just a storybook but then it turned out it was an encyclopedia of all monsters discovered so far. There were a lot of monsters I knew from games in my previous life and many that I didn’t know about, but that’s for later.

Out of the entire house I have only been in the dining room, living room, workroom, bedroom, bathroom, alchemy room, guest room and research room. There are still two rooms I haven’t been in yet: the basement and the room at the end of the hall. The mysterious room at the end of the hall always seems to be locked and I am very curious of what might be inside. I figured the basement is probably just used as storage, assuming this house has a lot of stuff.

Well, first off the alchemy room. The first time I went inside my mother had been in a hurry and picked me up along the way. When I entered the room I could see more bookshelves. I couldn’t help but think to myself.

-How many damn books does this house have?

After a while Mother calmed down and was working around a pot slightly bigger and rounder than average. A little flame was burning under the pot. When I looked closely I couldn’t see what the flame was using to burn. The flame looked like it was floating. I only realized that the room was used for alchemy after she put weird items in the pot. Some of the items she pulled out were a strange liquid, some random leaves, flesh, and so on. At first I thought that she was going to make me her guinea pig for a new type of food and I panicked a little.

I’m not going to lie I was little excited for when I could learn alchemy but I knew I would have to wait until I was older.

The next room was the research room. After about two months I had attempted to walk multiple times. In the end, I finally managed to walk but because Mother always seemed worried and would watch me so I refrained from walking. When we are together she always plays with me it’s quite creepy.

Anyway, when I first discovered the research room I was also with Mother. In there she tinkers with all kinds of things. I saw a lot of blueprints and papers spread everywhere. There were even some creations with wooden and stone parts. I also noticed there was a bunch of stones glowing with different colors. When I saw those stones I was fairly certain that they were filled with magic.

My magic knowledge continued to progress quickly. I would often read the books in the workroom and discovered that most of the books were books about how magic works and what it is for, in short it was simply more just magic related books.

After some reading I discovered what magic was. It was something like a power that can’t be seen by the naked eye. In order to use magic we need mana. Mana is basically everything that has life, or in short something that has a soul can produce mana. I also figured out that mana is everywhere even floating in the air, its sounds really confusing if you ask me.

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Magic stones are objects that can store mana like a battery. They can be used and recharged with your own mana. The stones can also recharge itself. I think that is how it works, but I still couldn’t completely understand so I decided I would figure it out later.

As I had been saying before the research room has a lot of interesting stuff. Lately Mother sighs frequently and it seems like she is stuck on a mechanism for a machine she is building.

When I looked at the blueprint for it I realized what she was working on. It was an oven, or in this world would it be a magic-powered oven?

Because I had a wide understanding of mechanics and magic, I secretly (when she fell asleep) drew the blueprints for it. Magic is like electricity and it was quite easy. I had to know how an oven worked in my previous life so it was not a big of a deal. Charlie always got mad when his oven stopped working so I had obtained a little info about it.

When mother woke up she looked at the blueprint and screamed out of joy. Even though she was so happy she seemed to suspect me, but it wouldn’t be helped.

-Hey look Damon I made the oven! Now I can smelt ore with it. Yeah I am a genius, hahahaha!

Well, she looks happy, I don’t need to tell her that I think.

And so another month passed by and I read the books in the alchemy room and in the research room. I gathered quite a lot of knowledge in alchemy and discovered out that the dwarves are the best artisans and craftsmen. That wasn’t anything I hadn’t known previously but what really caught my interest in the research was a record of a tinker who created an automaton wolf. I don’t know how he managed to make it, but it sounded cool. Even though I had already seen robots from my previous life in this world it was very rare.

And so another day passed and I fell asleep. In my sleep I could hear a voice ringing inside my ear it said:

-Hello young lad how are you?

I was confused for the sudden question so I answered.

-I am okay.

Strangely I didn’t any problem speaking, probably because this is inside of a dream.

-Good, all should be good.

-What do you mean?

-I mean nothing.

-So why are you here is this a nightmare?

-No young lad it is not, but at the same time it is.

- You are confusing me.

-Hmm, yes, I shall explain.

-Well you owe me that at least.

-You have to choose young lad.

-Choose what?

-Choose what you desire.

-Come on you give me options of what to choose how so how should I know?

-Oh yes young lad, choose between fate or destiny.

-Still no clue what your talking about here.

-The path opens to those–

In the middle of his speech I interrupt.

-Screw this I am out off here.

The moment I say that I try to pinch my arm. It’s the best way to wake up. But then the voice starts panicking.

-Wait! No, I am sorry boy, I was just joking, do you not understand the joke?

-That wasn’t even funny.

-If you have a better joke then tell me.

-Sure

I couldn’t understand why he was here or why I was talking to him, but whatever.

-Okay I’ll start. Have you seen the clown near the shop in the village that hides from gay people?

-Yes.

-Well I failed, nothing to be ashamed about.

-Was that your joke? Even though Harold doesn’t like gay people you shouldn’t just make fun of him.

-What…?

-I had enough I am leaving.

-Wait!

-What now?

-You still need to choose.

-What the hell are you talking about?

-Choose between what is more important to you: fate or destiny.

-Destiny!!!

-Wait you, ohhhh… Whatever I give up.

After he said that light began to shine from all my surroundings. My body felt like it was getting burned all over, and then I woke up.

-What was that? How strange.

I heard myself talking and was astonished.

-What!?

-My hand is bigger my legs and body are bigger…

I couldn’t understand what was going on, first was the dream, and now this strange body. I was stuck in my fenced bed and when I finally got myself free I looked into the mirror and saw that I had the appearance of a 7 year old kid.