《Magic Beast Eaters》Chapter 2: A New Beginning
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Although my life was relatively good, because of some unfortunate events that I don't even want to remember,
I died and then was reincarnated in another world by some mysterious skeleton lady.
In this world I'm called Arian Deurius.
Although she has given me some task to do here in this world,
I fear that it will be put on hold for now as I have a more pressing matters to sort out...
Although they look cute and relaxed, being a baby isn't fun at all!
Most of the time, controlling my body is nearly impossible,
it feels like I'm trying to pilot a helicopter with my feet...
And don't get me even started on understanding the language of this world,
I feel like a caveman trying to understand morse code...
As those two are the most basic things I need to survive, let's not be lazy and get to work.
.........
Currently I'm about two years old, so most of the time I've spent being carried around by my mother
or crawling on the floor when she let me do it.
Also, I don't know if this is just because I'm a baby, but the house we live in feels a little too gigantic.
Anyway, my mother is called Lia, and she is a beautiful woman with long straight blue hair and blue eyes.
And how do I put this, if those pointy ears weren't a dead giveaway, she is an elf.
My father is a called Howard, tall, strong built, piercing yellow eyes and a long blonde wavy hair like a prince.
I don't see him very often, but when I do, he's usually with grampa Quinn talking about something.
Grampa Quinn is a tall strong men already past his prime, with piercing yellow eyes like father,
and long wavy half blonde, half gray hair.
And then, there's my grandma Abbey. I love her the most,
as whenever I'm with her she always start talking about her days as an adventurer.
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While I still don't understand half the words, listening to her stories always make me happy.
Not to mention whenever I lost control of my body and started crying,
she would show me magic tricks like floating water or dancing earth golems.
First time I saw it, I couldn't believe my eye.
Unfortunately I tend to get sick all the time, so they never let me go outside.
..........
Today I turned three years old or three cycles old as the people of this world would say.
During my birthday party, when maid Kornelie mentioned how lucky I was to celebrate my third birthday,
mother started crying and even father had a sorrowful smile on his face.
Why? Was it because I tend to get sick very often even now ?
I didn't think those colds where life threatening. Although those nightmares I frequently have are really annoying...
Anyway, on my previous birthdays, there were only mother, father, grandpa and grandma, even the maid Kornelie wasn't there for some reason.
But today, there are also Fronto family, a priest and even maid Kornelie with her husband.
To be honest, I was surprised as until today I never saw so many people in one place.
After the party was over, mother and father were taking with the priest something about the examination.
So after three long years, what did I accomplish up to now:
-I finally learned the common Human language, and while there still are a few words I don't understand,
it won't be long before I learn them to.
-I can now walk on two legs without falling flat on my face.
It was hard learning to control my body but I somehow finally did it.
-And finally I can talk, well baby talk but still...
With those things done, now I can start learning how to write,
magic and just exploring the wonders of this world.
What? I'm forgetting about something ? I don't think so.
..........
Today mother, father and grandpa Quinn dressed up and going somewhere, taking me along with them.
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[So is everyone ready ? We know what to expect but be prepared.]
Said grandpa Quinn like we are about to go to war or something, what's with everyone today ?
[We already talked with father Killian about his posible "status"]
Father answered to grandpa. Huh, are we going to church or something ?
And what is this status he mentioned ?
[Wh.wher awe we goin] I tried to ask.
[Oh, we are going to visit mister priest right now, you remember him from the party, right Arian ?]
Mother answered and added a question.
She and grandma have been doing it for awhile now, for which I am truly grateful.
Thanks to that, I had more opportunities to train my tongue and easier time learning how to speak,
especially when they correct me if i got something wrong.
[uhu] I answered with a simple confirmation.
[Alright, let's go, the church isn't that far from the mansion, will be there in no time.]
Father said with a smile as he looked at me.
[And Lia, hold Arian tightly or he fly off, look just how excited he is.]
Of course I'm excited, I've been stuck in that mansion for all my life,
with barely going out because of those frequent fevers. I barely remember the last time I go out.
Also, did I ever mention that we live in the mansion ? Can't remember...
Anyway...
[Oh, good morning mr Howard, mrs Lia and marquess Quinn, where are you all going so early this sol ?]
A knight in leather armor greeted us and asked .
If I remember correctly, that's Calvin Fronto, he come to my birthday with his family.
[Good morning Calvin, going to the church to check on Arian's status] Quinn answered.
[I see, well then good luck Arian, say hi to father Killian for me will ya ?]
For some reason, he started talking to me. I answered with a [un].
[By the way, isn't your daughter also Arians age, if I remember correctly she's younger then him?]
Father asked Calvin.
[Yes that's right, Myla will turn three by the end of Sert.] Calvin answered.
[You also must be excited to have her status checked, right ?] Quinn asked.
[No, not really. I'm already happy with Bernard being such a strong "Eater",
so I plan to train Myla with the way of the sword.] Calvin answered.
[I see, anyway will be going now, it would be rude to keep father waiting.] Quinn seid.
[Of course, then see you around.]
Calvin said goodbye as he resumed his duty patrolling the village.
[bay] I answered and waved at the knight.
Not long after that, we arrived in front of the church. It was a made with stone,
about two-story tall with a symbol of a star at the top.
In front of it stood father Killian Potus, a tall, skinny man with orange eyes and short brown hair.
He wore a standard white priest mantle with black clothes underneath.
[Good morning everyone] Father Killian greeted us.
[[[Good morning father]]] Mother, father and granpa greeted him back.
[Mowning!] I did to.
[Hoho, Arian is quite energetic this sol isn't he?] Father Killian asked.
[Well this is his first time outside since who knows when.] Lia answered.
I know when, it was about four months ago.
[I see, I see, well then, come in. The Appraisal crystal is ready.]
As we entered the church, I started looking around.
Inside, there were numerous benches on both sides of the room,
and at the front was a giant statue of a man holding a big star.
In front of the statue was an altar with a floating transparent greenish crystal.
[Now then, shall we began ?]
As we stood in front of the crystal, father Killian asked excitedly...
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