My journey through this forest was a calm, almost tranquil one. I felt at peace, and I managed to come to terms with my current situation thanks to the atmosphere.

Thanks to my new constitution, I didn't get tired even after trekking through several tens of kilometres of greenery.

Although I didn't get tired, I did begin to feel the strain upon my body. It was a light one, but it meant that even with my new constitution, I couldn't walk forever.

I decided to set up camp and go to sleep for the night.

I hadn't discovered any monsters or beasts that could kill or harm me throughout my journey so I decided that this was probably a safe forest, or something close to that.

But I still took no risks.

I only set up camp once I had found a cave that wasn't too deep and could provide me shelter.

And I did find one, which was a relief to me.

I went to sleep without a fire, since even at night, the temperature was quite pleasant, and if it wasn't for my robe and constitution I may even be sweating right now.

The following day was quite similar to the previous one and once again after hours of walking, I once again set up camp in a cave.

And just like that, weeks had gone past and I was still no closer to a city than I was when I first started my journey.

Maybe that asshole gave me false directions on purpose.

Nonetheless, shaking my head, I begrudgingly continued on my way.

I had finally learnt how to make a fire using sticks and other materials.

It was an arduous process, that took trial and error to the extreme.

It was far harder than simply rubbing two sticks together.

Maybe it was a bit easier for me since I wasn't exactly human any more.

But that aside, I sat in front of this fire I made and pondered how I would fulfil creating a powerful entity.

Even just gathering the best of the best amongst the people that live in this world should be hard, since almost every incredible genius would have been roped in by those large and powerful entities.

And the hardest part was finding an old person who was a genius.

Where would I find such a person and even if I did, how would I convince them to join me.

Such a hard task, and the more I thought about it, the more depressed I became.

That piece of shit granted me far too hard of a task.

Sighing I could do nothing but rest once more.

And once again, another week or two passed.

I had stopped counting a while ago.

It was close to two months now.

I had resorted to eating wild fruits and berries.

Seeing how I was still alive meant that at least they were not poisonous.

At least I didn't have to eat everyday.

At minimum, I had to eat once every 5 days and at maximum once every 20 days.

My water canteen had been emptied and refilled multiple times so far.

There were many small lakes and large ponds throughout this forest.

More and more time passed and I was beginning to become more and more depressed.

I was running out of philosophical conversations I could have with myself.

I might go insane soon if this continued, but I had no choice but to carry on.

One good thing I had been doing lately was refreshing my memory on all the old and gold sayings we had back on earth.

If I had to play the role of an old wise man, I at least had the advantage thanks to all of these sayings of mine.

I'm sure for the geniuses I was going to raise, those sayings would have an incredible impact. I hoped so at least.

On my third month through this forest, I had finally done it.

I had discovered human life.

I was elated.

I cried tears of joy. Hidden away from the human life I discovered of course.

Inside the forest, I prowled around this large village or small town. I wasn't sure which it was, since there were a lot of people and several stone buildings, but it had no walls or guard posts, so I wasn't really sure.

Its not like it mattered.

I finally dusted myself off, and when I say dust off, I meant that sarcastically since I was crystal clean thanks to the robe. Nonetheless, I then hid my hands inside of my sleeves like those ancient wise man from my TV shows and novels.

Once I was sure I had the appearance and feel of somebody that was not to trifled with, I made my way towards this village.

Once I exited the forest and began my walk, a few teenagers who were lazing around in the out skirts of the town spotted me and then with alarmed expressions ran inside of the village.

I paused for a second, but then decided that they probably went to notify the village leader that an unknown and mysterious looking man had walked out of the forest.

And as per my expectations, the group of teens came running back with a group of men behind them.

The ages of the men varied from young men all the way up to old grandparents.

Spotting me, the expressions of the group of me changed from suspicion to shock, to a mixture of respect and fear.

At least that is what I assumed the final expression they had was.

I continued my walk towards them but then I finally had a shocking revelation.

I came from another god damned world, how would we speak the same language?

But it was too late to pause and run at this point.

As I slowed my walk down, I saw the people in the village begin to become fidgety. Maybe I looked like a noble or a wondering high level practitioner.

They probably thought along the lines that if I found anything unpleasant I would kill them all.

That made me think even harder. What if this was a very cruel world where no one knew whether they would live or die the next day.

The more I studied the expressions of these villagers the more fearful my heart grew.

What type of god-damn world did I end up in?

Staring at the villagers I finally neared them and stopped a mere metre or two away from them.

Both myself and they waited. I wanted them to speak so I knew whether or not we spoke the same language.

I think they didn't want to offend me in case I was an asshole.

So we waited, and the more we waited, the more awkward it became.

I'm not even sure how I managed to stay and maintain my current calmness.

The awkward atmosphere was beginning to hurt me since more and more people were now gathering around.

Everyone had a look of unease plastered upon their faces and some people even looked at me in resentment and fear.

I probably made the entire villages heart beat increase several fold just by showing up.

I think we've stayed in this stalemate of silence for a good 15 minutes now.

But then a little girl, who looked to be 6 or 7, timidly walked forward after breaking free of the grip of the adult women holding her and began to speak. She stuttered as she attempted to talk, adding a layer cutesy onto her.

She had long platinum blonde hair which reached down to her knees and heterochromia. Now that I looked closely, I saw that she had two completely different eye colours. One sparkling deep blue, the other sparkling deep green. She took cute to another level and made one simply want to hug and pamper her. She would grow up into a fine lady someday.

She wore a cute looking green dress and had a little blue ribbon in her hair. Quite adorable.

The adult women who was holding her attempted to pull her back but failed and now had an expression of immense fear on her face.

The adult women holding her, wasn't as interesting as the girl. She had an above average look, and she could have been a model in my old world, but compared to the little girl, she looked ordinary.

Sasha: “Mister” her words reverberated in the silence “Why are you making everyone scared” she asked after gathering her courage, and she spoke the words with anger in her tone towards me as if she was oblivious of the atmosphere.

As her words came out the entire atmosphere instantly became heavy and the adult women began to weep silently. The men who had come with the teens all had expressions of fear and sadness in their eyes. The entire mass of villagers all had solemn looks on their faces.

It seems like they had somehow accepted that at best the little girl would die and at worst I'd kill them all.

I was utterly shocked. Just how terrible of a world was this. Did villages and towns get wiped out all because they offended a single noble or practitioner?

An adult man pushed himself past the group and walked forward before dropping himself to his knees and then planting his forehead onto the ground.

The man looked to be quite masculine. He had that 'Perfect' man look. Trimmed beard, square look, deep, profound eyes. Short slick black hair. He didn't look like he fit in this village. All in all, a very attractive man.

Johann: “My” he paused uncertain of something “liege” he spoke out after a moment of consideration to my title “Please forgive my child for being rude towards you” his voice carried a hint of resentment but it was mainly filled with fear “If you need to punish someone then please punish me for not raising my child to respect their superiors”.

As he said this I both breathed in relief and panic.

I was relieved that we somehow spoke the same language and that I could understand them, but I was now panicked because of this awkward atmosphere.

The thing that surprised me the most was how I was still calm on the outside.

Maybe it was the robe, or maybe it was new found constitution that allowed me to be like this.

Putting that aside, I moved forward until I was next to the man and then knelt and using my hands covered in my long robe, I made him rise.

My actions seemed to have at first made everyone tense up as they expected me to harm the man but then when I gently picked him up, it confused everyone.

It seems like gentle people where not common in the realm of power.

The man had a confused expression upon his face as I lifted him up.

Zev: “Worry not young one” once the words came out of my mouth I internally cursed. This man was clearly older than me but I had to continue with the facade now that I had lied accidentally “I have not come here to harm or abuse any of you” and once the words left my lips the entire village breathed out a sigh of relief as if the greatest burden in the world had been lifted from their shoulders.

The man seemed to be overjoyed that I was not here to harm the village but he still felt fear in regards to his daughters blunt words to me.

Zev: Seeing his fear I smiled lightly “Worry not, you and your daughter have nothing to fear” and with that the man's knees became weak and began to wobble and he had a sheepish expression on his face but since I was supporting him up he stayed upright.

Looking around at the villagers around me I saw that all of them had removed their looks of resentment, fear and any other negative looks and looked at me with either respect or veneration.

I was quite surprised by their immediate change of outlook thanks to the short few words I said. Were the people in this world very trusting, or did high practitioners very rarely lie?

The old man who had originally come with the teens walked close to me and bowed down, but it seemed to be very hard for him to do so, so I moved to stop him.

Zev: “It is fine, you have no need to bow before me” and with that I forced him to stop.

The old man seemed unpleased with the fact that I did not let him bow down before me, but upon seeing my gentle smile he lightened up.

He had white hair, and he sported a long beard. He gave off the feeling of a gentle elder, and he the look to go with it.

Doven: “My apologies for being unable to bow before you great elder” as he said those words my heart tightened.

Dear god, an old man was calling me elder, that probably meant that practitioners and magus probably lived for very long periods of time. That meant that I shouldn't determine someone's age from their appearance.

I had already met Zoras who had talked about being asleep for a billion years but he was a god so I couldn't compare him to mortals.

Nonetheless, just this short period of time I spent with these villagers already increased my understanding in regards to how this world functioned immensely.

I think this was one of those 'The Strong dominated the Weak' worlds.

Which was very bad for me seeing as how I was very weak.

I might be able to bully villagers and the like but even a child practitioner would probably be stronger than me.

This was a terrible world.

Thinking about all the novels I've read, the main characters always had terrible lives and fought hundreds if not thousands of assholes.

I'm fucked.

If any of the kids I take in are anything like those main characters, they would probably win in the end, but they always had their family face brutal and cruel things.

I didn't want to become a memory that helped those kids become stronger.

But I had no choice but to take them in.

Dear lord, I'm fucked.

Even though internally I was about to cry, externally I appeared calm and collected.

Many of the villagers had already dispersed and the only people still remaining, was the man, his daughter and what I assume was his wife, and the village elder and what I assume is the village council.

Zev: “It is fine, there is no need for you all to be so fearful of me, I have not come here to exploit you” as I said this they all beamed.

Their already good view of me had become even better.

Doven: “We didn't wish to offend anyone while we have to deal with Young Master Jubelei” as he spoke, my heart was beating frantically “Would you allow us to house you in our humble village for the time being?” he asked me.

Oh no, this was one of those main character encounters low level villain arcs.

I would beat the low level villain only to discover the bigger, badder and stronger villain behind him.

And then while fighting them, I'd offend someone even stronger, bigger, and badder then them and the cycle would continue.

I sighed and face palmed internally but outwards I looked calm and collected.

I decided that I couldn't save this village as I wasn't even certain of my saving myself.

I looked at the Old man and sadly smiled.

The old man seemed to have understood what I meant with that smile and then his beaming smile would disappear.

He understood I wouldn't fight for the village and that I was merely passing through.

Even if I myself wasn't going to harm the village, it didn't mean I'd save it.

Even nicety had its limits.

He smiled back at me, his sad smile made my heart shake, but I wasn't powerful enough to save them. He then moved to the side opening a path for me.

The man I was holding onto had already regained his strength so I let him go and then walked past the old man.

When I passed the little girl however, the ring started shaking and when I felt inside of it, I saw the paper was shaking.

I removed it and then the words I saw on it made my heart beat and my anger rise.

'Potential Found:

Name: Sasha Von Tai Long

Status:

Soul: 7

Physical: 5

Mana: 10

Spirit: 9

Potential: Very High Potential of becoming a Legendary Magus. Has a very high connection towards the Elements of Water and Wind'

As I read this I didn't know what to do.

I stopped my trek and then looked towards the little girl standing by my side and then back at the paper in my hands.

My actions confused everyone who thought I was going to leave.

They were all looking towards the paper in my hands curiously.

I turned towards the girl and then I looked at her father.

But the words that came up for him were all very average. Everything was much lower compared to his daughter, even his physical. Even his name was different.

Putting such knowledge aside, I didn't know what to do.

I put the paper away for the time being and then began to think deeply.

But before I began to think too deeply, I attempted to use 'scour' on the people around me, to see if it also showed names and statistics similar to the paper but it did nothing at all. It seems like it can only be used on inanimate objects and maybe dead things, but I'm not sure of that yet.

When I used it on the buildings around me I learned that it showed the owners name above it. This was an interesting piece of information.

Putting 'scour' aside, I now began to think deeply about my current situation.

Should I stay and risk my life for this little girl, or should I continue on my journey and hope I find more potential?

I didn't know what to do.

Do I take this little girl in or do I not?