The couple turned around to see Elly and her mother rush nervously through the door. “Elly, has the Professor arrived?” The mother asked after her mind cleared.

“Yes Elena, my mother called him over as soon as she could,” Elly said, her flushed face covered in sweat. “This is Professor Arthur, the Dual Class mage.” she pointed with her trembling hand toward an old man wearing a midnight black robe decorated with golden stars.

“Pleasure to meet you.” He said in a husky voice as he took off his comically large wizard hat. His disheveled hair was painted in a natural white color, and his long and stuffy beard adorned the same sign of old age.

He approached the couple, the floor creaking under his weight and inspected the boy. “I say, he looks quite healthy to me…” He quipped as he took out a long wooden stick, its color akin to that of ash, decorated by six small crystals of two different colors.

The wand glowed with a faint light as he hastily murmured something under his breath, and a gentle blue light enveloped the boy. Arthur’s green eyes lit up slightly as they inspected the baby.

His pupils widened slightly and a small smile manifested on his dried lips. Interesting… He flicked his wand and the light disappeared, the room returned to normal as the boy glared at him. Arthur chuckled slightly before he turned his attention to Elena.

“He is as healthy as can be, and he will continue to be in the future. Now,” he looked at the couple eagerly, “what will you name him?”

Elena and her husband glanced at each other as they nodded with their eyes, turning their attention towards the baby as she said with a loving smile. “Kai, his name will be Kai.”

The old magician’s lips formed into a wide smile as he laughed heartily. “That’s a fine name.”

…

Six months have passed since Kai was born, and his facial features started resembling his mother more than his father's. His hair grew to be a beautiful silver color, just like Elena’s but his eyes and eyebrows were sharp, more like his father, Ray.

“Come on Kai, you can do it.” His father called out to him from a few dozen centimeters away, beckoning Kai, who rolled his eyes internally, to come toward him.

He stood up from his crawling position and did his best to walk forward, his body wobbling from side to side as he balanced his weight on his noodle-like legs.

One… Two… Going well so far! He counted his steps as his eyes focused on the ground. Three, Four… I’m almost there! Ray’s arms were within his reach, all that was left was one more step and he would have done it. However…

Thud

His fifth step failed and he lost balance as he fell in his father’s arms. I failed… his face reddened with shame as he failed at something he had been doing for sixteen years…

A large hand rustled his hair as he jolted in surprise. He looked up to see his father’s bearded face smile brightly at him. “You almost did it son, good job!” He praised Kai as he lifted him in the air.

The boy, taken aback, didn't know how to respond, and he couldn’t either as he didn’t understand the language. He just smiled back at his father, something which would always make him beam with joy.

The door creaked open and the two looked at the figure leaning against the frame with a wooden spoon in hand.

“Alright you two, dinner is ready, stop playing and come eat,” Elena called them to the kitchen, where a bowl of soup and a plate of vegetables awaited them on the round table.

Ray rushed to the kitchen, its walls made out of the same yellow stone that the rest of the house was made of. The walls and ceiling were supported by a few thick wooden beams and the gray stone floor reflected the light of the magic stones from the chandelier.

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He placed Kai on a taller, wooden baby seat and sat down next to him, eagerly waiting for Elena to finish setting up the table. The boy let his eyes wander around, inspecting the surroundings and furniture with a curious gaze.

Kai was surprised to find that the house remained warm despite the lack of insulation, but he wasn’t quite sure why. The kitchen wasn’t fancily decorated but still had the usual equipment: A stone stove that doubled as an oven powered by a “Fire Magic Stone”, a fridge-like object that used an “Ice Magic Stone” to keep food fresh, and a sink.

The entire house was illuminated by “Light Magic Stones” that were either carved into a chandelier or placed like a torch on the wall. At night his mother would turn them off with magic or his father would simply cover the few of them located in the bedroom.

It seems like they replaced electricity with magic… Kai concluded after inspecting these weird inventions for a while, however, with this answer a new question formed in his mind: How did these modern creations end up in such a medieval house… could more people have retained their memories…?

As he sat on the wooden chair and after inspecting everything, he came to a conclusion that excited him more than anything else. We must be rich!

The house was made out of thick blackwood and a beautiful yellow stone, with a window in every room. It had a ground floor, where the kitchen, bathroom, living room, and a backdoor to an immense garden were, and the first floor where two bedrooms and a shower were located. Come to think of it, how does plumbing work in this world?

His eyes dashed toward a locked door that his parents never used, his hands itching with anticipation at the thought of finding out what hid behind it.

A sharp thud broke his train of thought, and his eyes snapped at the source: his mother who had just finished setting up the table. His stomach growled as he looked at the food neatly arranged on the table.

In the middle was a large, crisp, and brown pork-like leg, except it was much bigger and fatter. Around it were fried horns, weirdly-shaped vegetables, orange grains, boiled potatoes, and bread. Somehow the bread and potatoes look normal…

“Honhey, shis iss delishous!” Ray complimented Elena’s cooking as he stuffed his face with food, his expression plastered with satisfaction.

Kai stared at his parents as they ate, a small amount of drool leaving his mouth as he subconsciously reached for a piece of meat. His panicked mother pulled the plate away from his reach as she berated him “Kai, you can’t eat just yet!”

His face lowered in disappointment upon hearing those words, however, it lit up as his father spoke up “Why not? A few boiled vegetables should be fine, his teeth are going to start appearing soon.”

She raised an eyebrow as she looked at her husband, who didn’t seem to be bluffing. “Are you sure?”

He nodded, picking up a small piece of boiled potato. He turned to Kai and started making some weird sounds as he moved the potato around. “Here comes the carriage, come on Kai, open up.”

Kai died a little inside as soon as he heard that, feeling secondhand embarrassment. Stupid Goddess, what kind of interpretation is that? Are you mocking me? Who would want to eat a carriage?

He opened his mouth and chewed on the potato, despite his disdain and lack of teeth. His pupils widened as a tear fell down his cheek, his taste buds exploding with joy. Despite being only a plain boiled potato, why does this taste so good? It feels so soft but it’s not sticking to the top of my mouth and at the same time it makes me want to eat more, it doesn’t even seem to be seasoned but yet! It's so! Good!

Memories flashed in his mind as he enjoyed the taste of the plain potato, which tasted better than the instant soup he was used to eating or the occasional, bitter home-cooked meal made by his aunt.

Elena smiled at the sight of her beaming son. “He looks so happy, how did you know he could eat?” She faced her husband and asked him curiously.

“I took care of the other children while their parents were at war, some of them were babies so I learned these things naturally.” He said as he looked at his son with nostalgic eyes.

Her face suddenly darkened, and she could only let out a low “Oh…” as her lips parted without a sound coming out.

*Splat*

A sudden sound broke the tense atmosphere between them, and they turned their heads to the source of the sound only to see Kai face first in the bowl of boiled potatoes. God damn it! he thought as he tried to lift his head from the now mashed potatoes.

“That’s a bit much, even for him.” His father joked as he picked him up and cleaned his face with a clean towel, revealing a small cut on his forehead.

“He’s wounded!” his mother said and she quickly put her hand over the wound as she chanted “Heal.”

Huh? Heal? Does she know healing magic too? In a few seconds, a multitude of green particles appeared over his mother’s hand, creating a green light that healed his wound in a few seconds. His eyes widened as he watched all this happen, a single thought echoing in his mind. It's beautiful…