The next year flew by without much incident. I managed to get the classes blue mage, knight, dragoon and druid. All from either reading books or the few times I've left the manor with a maid to go into the village. Only a few off of the ones I need before I would can start leveling in the most efficient way possible... If I wasn't still a baby that is. With how everything is going, I don't understand how no one has made it passed level 20 as this class yet.

Through my training I managed to get most classes I have unlocked to level 3. Freelancer and scout are level 4. I didn't get a second birthday. It seems my parents are too busy to bother with something like that. It is fine though, I shouldn't. It seems like a waste to me. The unnecessary celebration of when I was born seems unimportant to me.

I'm now 3 years old. A whole year has went by. I managed to train myself to unlock the fighter and guardian classes. I begged my father to get more books in black mage and red mage. Even going as far as forcing him to hire a tutor for the monk class. My father doesn't see me as anything more then a nuisance that spends all his hard earned money now. The good news is I only need 1 more class before I can start leveling. Maybe I should focus more on learning jobs for the next year.

That is what I decide to do. Collecting as many jobs as I can. It was very easy to get the chef job. Just entering the kitchen to watch them cook a few times was enough. I started asking my maid while we were out to visit different shops as we go. Over the next few months ,I managed to learn the alchemist, woodworker, jeweler, tailor and fisher jobs. It's now getting close to my 4th birthday. All my classes are level 4. Another year without a party. It is understandable and I know I probably wont get another one until I'm 10.

Nothing very exciting happened the next year. Everything just proceeded like normal. I managed to watch a house be torn down and replaced with a stable. So I did manage to get the construction, deconstruction and mason jobs. The only jobs I don't have are the ones I need the most. The past few years, besides acquiring my new classes and jobs, I've been working on leveling them through training. Just focusing on getting stronger all the time, my classes reached level 5. Another year passed without a birthday.

I noticed that most of the classes I don't have are now intellect classes. They are much harder to learn through training. I've asked Geoffrey if I could be sent to a school for magicians.

“Maybe when you're older Kite. You are still too young and might get kidnapped heading anywhere outside of the village.”

My father is clumsy and a little forgetful but he isn't a fool. I took what he said to heart. I started visiting the stables because the owner happened to be a beast master and by watching him I managed to unlock beast tamer. Which to my surprise was already close to level 6. I started hitting myself thinking of how I should have held back on learning some classes. At least until a master of that class was around so I could learn from them.

My life right now consists only of training. From the moment I wake up I go for an hour long run. The next hour was mixed weapons training for all my class weapons. I managed to make them out of wood with the woodworker job. For spells, throughout the day I'm constantly casting spells. Keeping any buffs active like defensive stance that I possibly can. I go out and punch a training dummy until my hands are bleeding. Then I heal the wound by chanting the heal spell. I sometimes head into the village to look for books I don't have and greet the villagers. I'm very bad with faces and names... Often forgetting them even in the same conversation. My sole mission is to get stronger, so I often get bored with any conversation I'm in. Most people know me by name at least.

After that I'm either self teaching myself dwarven and elven languages. Which I'm almost done mastering or building chi within my body to use later as a last resort. Monk is going to be my secret weapon. Just waiting for someone to come by that can teach me how to be a paladin.

Finally it happened! A paladin named Zeke, from the city to the east named Shienta passed through the town. I asked for a demonstration from him and managed to pick up the last class I needed. I learned paladin. If I had a set of gear I could possibly start leveling. I started begging my father again for a nice set of armor but he shut me down. It's understandable, it would cost as much as a house to get a high grade set and being so young I'd outgrow it in a year.

I started to work towards buying a plain set of equipment. I started working as an apprentice at the local blacksmith. A few people gave me weird looks since I'm the son of the mayor of the village. Surprisingly, my mother Elise came to visit me at work. She watched me work for a little bit. Giving me pointers on how to do some of the grunt work for the blacksmith. Its the first good memory I've ever made with Elise. She has tried to talk with me before but I would quickly trail off. It was normally questions about myself or something along those lines. I just can't deal with talking to people as I quickly become bored and stop listening or abandon the conversation completely.

I started to dig into both of my parents histories. As it turns out, my mother used to live on a farm near the village. When she was old enough, she started working at the blacksmiths just like me. She quickly became well known for her particularly heavy sets of weapons. As she started getting more famous, she started to get a bigger head on her and it eventually snowballed into who she is today. That is only my guess though.

Elise also started adventuring with a few other village members and actually became fairly famous as an adventurer. At least to the people of the village. Geoffrey was mayor at the time and 15 years older than my mother. He went to ask for her hand in marriage. Her father didn't want to determine her marriage but Geoffrey started talking about how much money he had. How well off she would do for herself as well as other family members.

Her father still refused him but eventually word got back to Elise. At the promise of helping her father and mother live a more comfortable life. She agreed to his proposal.

They were married and actually lived somewhat happily together. Until she got pregnant with me. Geoffrey said that she should quit being a blacksmith since she didn't have to work anymore. She lost 2 things she loved, adventuring and blacksmithing. I think this started to make her more bitter and mean. The biggest shock was that near my first birthday her mother had died. That might be why she acted so violently around that time.