《Xarjurn's adventure》Chapter 1 yaaay growing
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Chapter 1
So it’s been a couple of weeks since I was born and only just yesterday the light was still hurting my eyes but now I think I’m ready to open them. I slowly open my eyelids and see a world of colour around me from the brown walls to the blue hair that is coming from the woman asleep beside me I take a closer look at her and see she is very beautiful with what many people would consider a beauty but not one that looks fake like many in my old life were. I begin to look at her more closely and I notice she has pointed ears. Oh my god she’s an elf this is awesome I always wanted to leave that shithole a universe behind there was only ever war there and I was sick of it, never leaving the fronts and never being treated with even the basics of human decency but now I was here I am vowing to myself that I will make the most of it even if it seems impossible.
I sat there for what felt like hours just looking at my mother? Until she began to stir in her sleep I let out one of the cute
noises a baby would make to try and waken her and luckily it did. She looked at me and saw my eyes open a smile crept onto her face as she pulled me into her arms and began to cuddle me.
Mother?-‘’whose mama’s little boy eh?’’ she cooed to me as she got out her breast for feeding, I honestly didn’t care about this aspect as it was need for me to live but I knew there may be people in my position who didn’t like it.
After this my mother would put me to sleep before going out to work for the day and come back later on in the day and feeding me before she began to play with me and try to teach me how to talk. But this was the least of my worries as I haven’t seen my father at all since I was born I decided I would ask my mother when I could talk about him.
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Like this the first few months of my life passed and I learned a few things about my mother such as she was a royal elf and was near the bottom of the social structure in eleven society, I also learned that the elves were originally human but after worshipping the dragon god for hundreds of years he granted them eternal life and innate magical control, over the year the elves slowly changed depending on the situations they were in during their life , the current known types of elf were the royal elves these were the elves that first worshipped the dragon god and were considered the highest in the eleven society, my mother was the youngest one of them and as such as a lower position than the rest, the high elves these elves were the ones who commanded the highest amount of magical prowess due to this their skin colour had changed to the colour of the magic type they were most skilled in, the night elves these were your classic ‘rogue’ archetype elves with skin of a dark colour and very lithe body, dark elves these were the one that lived in caves and such and would practice different types of ‘dark magic’ they had grey skin, blood elves these weren’t elves that drank blood or anything like that they were the ones most versed in the martial side of battle be that strategies or wielding a weapon their skin was almost white like milk witch confused me greatly but I suppose I can’t judge considering my skin is a dark tan colour not so much that I look unnatural but would be from living in a really hot area , apparently this was the natural colour of the royal elves.
My mother was called Elish and worked as a simple farmer, she hadn’t said anything regarding my father to me yet but I would wait until I could talk properly until I asked her as so far I could say a few words such as mama and food but nothing complex.
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Another few months passed and I was able to speak in short sentences and walk around, when I first started walking my mother was ecstatic and wouldn’t stop hugging me, don’t get this wrong I loved the attention but it was rather stifling to me as in my first life I had never even known my mother or father. Upon thinking this I asked my mother about my father but she refused to answer me but I noticed a small look of fear in her eyes after I asked.
Author’s note
Ok I know the chapter is short but this is needed until I get a outline of where I want this to go once he hits four years of age the chapters will probably get longer I will most likely do a year or too time skip to speed this up as growing is generally boring at this point but I promise he will be an overpowered mc (well as op as I can make him). For now feel free to geuss the father of the mc race and remember anything goes from human to sprit and everything in-between I hope you enjoy the story peace out
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