I'm officially 30 years old, which means I was 20 in my previous world and 10 in this one. Which, at this point, is extremely perplexing. For example, when will my midlife crisis occur? Will it happen in this world when I'm 20 or when I'm 40 in this world? Personally, I'm not looking for a midlife crisis; I just assumed it would happen one day. But hey I'm 10 so yea?

My Powered Punch, Powered Kick, and Mana Sprint have all been maxed out. Despite the fact that it's been 4 years, my unique skill, Forest Fire, has only reached level 13. I asked Little Helper why it was progressing so slowly, and he explained that because it is such a unique skill, combat is a big part of leveling it up. It was disappointing to hear this, but I continued to practice every day.

I did, however, learn two new skills. My mother taught me the first skill. I was about eight years old when she decided to teach me this skill. It was labeled as Enhanced Vision by the system. This, as the name implies, improves my vision. In fact, it is extremely adaptable. It not only clears my vision but also helps me see better in the dark, but its most important feature is that it brings things that are far away closer. Humans, according to Little Helper, need multiple eye skill books to reach my level. This must be another benefit of being a mythical creature rather than a pitiful human. Wow, I'm already prejudiced against my own past.

I haven’t exactly met a human but through what I’ve learned through my mother's stories there are fowl. Even their own gods were envious and had to steal the skills of another race for their own. So of course I might have some feeling of disdain when I think of humans but I can’t clump all humans together now can I? I mean come on some humans have to be good right they can’t all be bad. If anything I’ll just get rid of the bad ones and leave the goods and even make more. Spread the gospel of peace between human and mythical creatures. I don’t exactly want to kill all human beings if you get my drift.

Despite my inner resentment, I did learn a skill from my father when I was 7. It's a painful skill, but he says it'll get easier soon. Horned Charged is the skill I'm referring to. My horns have grown to be the length of my hand and as thick as my arm. These were ideal for the skill, according to my father. It took three hours of banging my head against a massive rock ripped from the earth by my father. What really irritated me was when my father came in later and told me that he forgot to tell me that I needed to put mana in my horns. I made sure to give him three hours of silence in exchange for the three hours of agony I had to endure.

Little Helper referred to it as a ramming tool. That if something or someone gets in my way, I can just charge right through them. The skill is only at level seven because I have avoided doing it due to the pain it causes me. My parents, on the other hand, I believe are going to give me a gift today. I overheard them whispering to each other while staring at me the other day. The most recent gift they gave me is a one-of-a-kind skill Forest. Fire, so I'm expecting big things. I couldn't sleep and I'm just waiting for them to come and get me.

And at that thought my door creaks open.