My father returned him from adventuring a few days later. My mother, who hasn't been the same since I revealed my secret, doesn't even tell him right away. She only told him there is something extremely important that needs to be discussed. Neither one of us wish to have this conversation with him, in fact I'm sure either of us would be happy to never speak of it ever again, but he has to know. If anyone can think of a way to help me out of this situation, it would be him.

"Ok, so what's going on that's so important?"

My mother looks over to me, swallows hard, and chimes in, "Would you be so kind and show your father dear?"

I hold out my hand, "Flame!"

My father's jaw drops, and he physically recoils in shock as the flame appears in my hand, large and steady and without so much as a flicker.

My father looks at my mother and asks, "Did she awaken early?!"

"My love, even you should be able to tell that someone who just awakened wouldn't have any spells yet let alone complete control over that spell, as Christine is exhibiting."

I look over at my father and say, "I awakened 2 years ago, dad. I hand no clue about the awakening or what it really means. I just copied what I saw mom doing every time she lit the candles and hearth."

My dad slowly turns his head to face me. His face is a mixture of horror and astonishment. Even my father, this warrior, this mountain of a man as tough as stone, I can see is visibly crumbling at the revelation of this news.

"THAT is not possible!" He says slowly.

It seems he needs more convincing as my mother did when we had this same discussion. I raise my hand with the palm facing my father, "Breeze!"

A gust of air shoots out of my palm blowing straight into my father's face, his immaculate black hair flowing in the breeze I created.

"YOU HAVE A THIRD SPELL?!" Screams my mother.

I honestly forgot I didn't show her this one. Shit, I am just making things worse now. A part of me is just wanting to show off though. They already know I can use magic, so who cares if I show off a bit.

"Yeah, this one I just discovered the other day before we had our conversation about the awakening process, and you found out I awakened early. I practice my mana control and my spells every day. I have been doing this for two years now. I have been trying to find another spell lately, and I came across this breeze spell. It's a silly little spell without any real use, but it's a spell nonetheless, and I was happy that I learned it."

My mother just shakes her head in disbelief. Why should this really surprise her. Is it any more unbelievable than a 3-year-old awakening and learning magic? My father looks like he is on the verge of a nervous breakdown. My strong father is about to crumble. I hate seeing the man I admire more than anything reduced to this, cowering in a chair.

"How in the hells did this happen!" My father practically screams.

For some reason he is screaming at my mother like she is the cause of all this. That's not fair for her to be blamed for what I did.

"I feel like I need to tell you everything from the beginning." I tell my dad, drawing his attention away from my mother who is looking more and more distressed by the minute.

My father listens intently as I recount the story about my curiosity at mother's magic early on, and how I figured it out by practicing for days and days on end. I tell him how my status unlocked when I cast my first spell, about killing the rabbit to level up, and lastly, about the skill I was imbued with. That particular bit caused my normally steadfast father to waver and pale considerably. It's obvious that my father has never heard of such a skill before by his reaction to my reading the skills tooltip. Again, this is basically confirming that I am unique in this world, and that it's probably not a good thing.

My father turns to my mother and says in a stern voice, "You taught her magic?!"

"I did no such thing! She came to me with questions, and I answered them. I told her she wouldn't be able to understand, and she even said she didn't understand. How could I possibly know she would actually learn magic on her own?! Such things never happen!"

Oh no, the last thing I want is for my parents to start arguing over this. Worse yet blaming each other over what I did. I need to bring the talk back to what's going on and how we can fix it. Yelling at each other is not going to fix anything.

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"Father, the only reason either of you know any of this, is because mother told me what happens after a child's awakening. She told me she will have to take me to the city and have my skill registered with the government. At that point I grew extremely concerned about the government finding out about my skill."

"I can certainly understand that! I'm freaked out as it is! I can only imagine the panic this would cause in those in positions of power! They already don't trust the citizens, or each other for that matter!"

My sentiments exactly! It seems government is just as mistrusting of their citizens and is just as dangerous no matter what world you live on.

"That's why I made the decision to tell mom about this. At first, I was never going to tell you guys that I awakened early, but when she told me what happens, I didn't have any other choice but to tell her. We have to figure out a way to keep the government from knowing, dad! I don't want to possibly be executed or imprisoned forever! We have to figure out how to keep my skill a secret from the government!"

"We can't do that Christine! It's the law! Every child must be registered after their awakening! There is no way around it! Technically, we should have informed them two years ago!"

"Yeah, that's pretty much what mom told me as well. So, what happens if I just don't show up to register?!"

"You can't do that! Unregistered people are immediately considered criminals. You won't be able to enter any city as the guards check your ID when entering. You won't be able to register as an adventurer or at any guild of the trades. Your only source of income will be from criminal means. Is that what you want?"

"No." I say dejectedly. I had no clue how important this was. Not registering with the government was, in Earth's terms, like living off the grid, but whereas back on Earth where it was not necessarily illegal to do so, here it is one of the worst crimes. You are basically immediately considered guilty of high crimes against the government and the people.

My father with concern in his voice says, "The only thing we can do is go get you registered, and hope everything works out. We really don't have any other choice."

"I have to get registered now?!"

My hearts starts hammering in my chest at the thought of having to do this immediately. Things are moving too quickly now!

"Hells no! That would only create a ton suspicion. If we go now, then they will know you awakened early. It's bad enough that you have that... skill, but if they learn you awakened early, then that might bring about its own trouble."

"No, we will go in the summer; around the time you are supposed to awaken. When we go, no magic, not even mentioning your skill or what magic you already know. You will stop training yourself immediately. No more trying to learn more spells. You need to be as plain as possible. If you go in there with a shopping list of magic spells and skills, it's over for you! They will know you awakened early."

"Ok dad. I'll try to be a regular 5-year-old girl. No more magic. But what about the skills I already have? Won't that raise suspicion as well?"

"We can probably play that one off. Seeing as how your mother is a mage, and your stats favor magic use, we could easily explain that your mother started teaching you basic spells as soon as you awakened as that's not an uncommon thing for children to be eager to learn immediately upon awakening, especially if they have an aptitude for magic and a family member is a magic user. Your spells are basic around the house spells. If they were attack magics, that would be an issue."

"So, that's why I said no more messing around with your magic. I don't want you accidently figuring out an attack spell. Oh, and no hunting rabbits either! You can't be a seasoned adventurer stronger than your mother and I by the time we show up!" He lets loose a small chuckle at his last comment.

I laugh and say, "Ok no more leveling."

This is not how I wanted my fifth birthday to turn out. This was supposed to be a milestone birthday, a birthday of joyous celebration. A time where I can finally be taught about this world and my abilities, where I could grow and level all I wanted and learn every spell and skill I could. Where even the possibility of joining my parents on adventures and growing stronger together with them!

Instead, it seems to be a birthday of fear and chaos, of possible death and destruction. Why did I have to get such a ridiculous skill?! I am now wondering if I should have told my parents as soon as I unlocked my status when I was 3. I am sure it would have been a far more ridiculous shock to them at that time, but at least we would have two more years to come up with a solution. As it is now, I am feeling more like an inmate on death row, awaiting the call from the executioner.

You know how time flies by when there is something you are not looking forward to in the future? Yeah, that's happening to me right now. The days are not just flying by, they are going at the speed of Mach Jesus! It seems like I just wake up and I already have to head off to bed.

The days are boring. I kept my word to my parents, and I haven't so much as looked at my status, let alone practiced with my mana and magic since our conversation. I spend the days helping my parents around the house. Things seem to have settled, and everyone is acting more or less like normal, though I can clearly sense an air of apprehension in everyone. that apprehension seems to thicken each day that goes by, bringing us closer to our fateful day that we must travel to the city and meet with the government to get me registered.

Spring arrived, and my father has head out once again to join his party. Before he left, we all set a time for us to make the trip to Creshent for my registration. He said he would come back and meet us there on that day. I really hope he doesn't spill the beans about me to anyone. I doubt he would do that though. He seems as much afraid as I am. However, it seems fate wouldn't allow me to make my awakening appointment with the government. Fate, it seems, has come up with its own solution...

One night I hear a sound that woke me from a dead sleep. It almost sounded like an explosion! Then there came another sound. It was chilling sound. It was a scream! A woman's scream. My mother's scream...