Chapter One:

“Then, have fun!...“ I open my eyes, and check my surroundings. Trees, Herbs, Fruits. This is probably a forest. I should try to get up… But somehow I can’t? Why? Don’t tell me… Yes. I was reborn as an infant. I should have payed attention to what was on the last status window. Is it enough, if I think about it? ‘Menu’ Hmmm. I try it again, I probably only have to concentrate good enough… hopefully. Hnnng!!! ‘Menu!’ *disgusting sound* Uhm… It worked, buuuut…. I better don’t think about what else happened. Well, it isn’t important anyways.

Name: --- (earlier: Kawaru Kokoroe)

Age: 2 days, 1 hour

Job: ---

Species: Half-Demi (Dragontigerdemi + Fenrir)

HP: 25/25

MP: 466/466

Stamina: 32/32

ATK:2

DEF: 3

SPD: 1

MATK: 9

MDEF: 12

LUCK: 300

It doesn’t look bad… but how great must the final value of my MP be, if it is already over 400? (Kawaru) “waaaaah!” Why am I crying now? Is it because of the instincts? Or, maybe, I am just not able to coordinate this body at will… Whatever the reason is, it surely isn’t that important…

(after probably a minute or two)

(female voice) “Do you hear that, Martin?”

(Martin) “What do you mean?”

(female voice) “The sound of an baby crying, what else? Who does abandon an infant?!”

(Martin) “I know, that you want to help the baby, Aurora, but shouldn’t we first finish the quest? Moreover, who knows, why the little child was abandoned?”

(Aurora) “If we get there later, it might be to late!”

[Aurora and Martin got into Kawaru’s field of vision]

Will they adopt me? Are they even allowed to do that, where they live?

(Martin) “A demi? You know, if you adopt it, the chance is high, that you are going to be despised?”

(Aurora) “Oh, should I rather leave it here? Or give it to an orphanage, where who knows what could happen? No, I’d rather care for him myself before that happens!”

(Martin) “Okay, okay… I mean… he sure is cute…”

(Kawaru) “Kyahaha!”

[Kawaru is lifted by Aurora]

(Aurora) “Did you really want to leave him here in the forest? HUH?”

(Martin) “ehhh…”

(Kawaru) “A! Da!”

[Kawaru points behind Martin, where a wolf is.]

(Martin) “Hey, Lupus, have you found something?”

[Lupus goes to Kawaru and snuffles at him, then slobbers him]

(Aurora) “You see, even Lupus is on my side!”

(Martin) “Yea, yea… But shouldn’t we try to find the healing herb now? I know, that it is extremely rare, but it should be easily distinguished, because it is red.”

(Kawaru) “Ed? A!” [Points at the place where he was lying just before] “Ed!”

(Aurora) “Hm? Ed? Ah, you mean red! Wait, you are able to understand us? You just seem to be two or three days old, you shouldn’t be able to understand us. If you are older, we surely are able to question you about it. But, at first, where is red?”

(Kawaru) “Ed! A! A-aaa!”

(Aurora) “There? You were just lying there some moments before. There really is a red herb, huh, but is it the one we are searching for? Martin, could you look at it, please?”

(Martin) “Yeah, it really is. And it is much more, than we need… Almost the whole small heap he was lying on is the Sanis herb… And it is already partially dried. Is this really a coincidence?”

(Aurora) “Let’s think about it. If it wasn’t a coincidence, who would have collected it? The little one? And even if it was collected and gathered here, whoever laid it here had no knowledge of the Sanis herb. That’s ridiculous. Let’s go back to the adventurer guild, Martin.”

In the following years, Aurora and Martin took care of me. Although they were often looked at, as if I were a stain or something like that, there were also some friendly people. There also were some occasions which I should talk about. The first one already happed after our return.

(Martin) “We have completed the request. Here’s the Sanis herb.”

(Receptionist ( R ) “Five bundles of Sanis herb, here the reward. Has something happened which should be reported?” (Kawaru) “Lo!”

( R ) “Hey, who is the little one?”

(Aurora) “Well, we found him beneath the Sanis herb. We plan to take care for him, and we already planned to have a child.”

( R ) “He is a Demi, right? How old is he?”

(Aurora) “We assume, that he is about half a year old, because he understood the word red, but is not able to crawl around.”

( R ) “He is quite small for that age, isn’t he? You should be vigilant, because there are some guys who really hate Demis.”

What, there are people, who don’t like me? I am cute! Cute is justice! So why should somebody wish me evil? Uh-oh. Right on cue, two adventurers began to move here. I am lying on Lupus at the moment, so nothing should happen…. I hope so.

(Adventurer #1) “What do you have there? A demi?”

(Adventurer #2) “Karl, don’t you think, that it rather looks like a piece of dirt?”

(Karl) “It really looks like it. Martin, should we clean your wolf?”

(Kawaru) “Dum!”

(Martin) “No thanks, we wash him ourselves. Oh, Karl, by the way, did you know, that the most valuable resouces are filtered out of dirt or stones?”

What could I do? I have Soul Magic, and Wind Magic at 10, right? Should I soul the wind? I could spit fire too, maybe… I don’t know how much MP it would use. How much do I have anyways? ‘Menu! MP!’

MP: 1095/1095

Hmmm…

(Karl) “Martin, why don’t you accept our offer? We don’t even want a reward for it. We really like to remove stains.”

(Kawaru) *inhale* Imagine it. Fire. Fire. You. Are. Spitting. Fire. Now. Go!

(Karl) “Look at it, the little stain is straining himself. There will probably be more dirt soon.”

(Kawaru) “pffuh!” [A little flame is shot at Karl]

(Karl) “Argh! Just wait for it you little piece of shit!”

(Aurora) “Let it be, Karl!”

(Martin) “Can’t you endure a little fire, Karl?”

‘Menu! MP!’

MP: 903/1095

That little fire used up 200 MP? The Seal of Safety is doing its work. What is Soul Magic able to do? ‘Vitund Eolas! Soul Magic!’

LV.1: Telepathy

LV.2: Weak Telekinesis at inanimate objects

LV.3: Create small Golems (3-10 cm), Anti-Thought-Manipulation

LV.4: Emotion Manipulation (weak), Medium Telekinesis at inanimate objects

LV.5: Greater Telepathy Range

LV.6: Medium Golems (up to 1 metre)

LV.7: Dispel Thought Manipulation at others, Elemental Golems (weak)

LV.8: Greater Golems (up to 3 metres), Golems are able to act partially independent

LV.9: Strong Telekinesis at inanimate objects, Elemental Golems (medium), Thought Manipulation, Telepathy up to maximum visibility, Golems can act completely independent.

LV.10: Elemental Golems (strong), Emotion manipulation (medium), Manipulation of animate non-human Souls, Intelligent Golems

Interesting. Should I try, to make a small golem out of Karl’s hair? A hairgolem. This has to look funny. He maybe will be pricked by his own hairs, or what? Maybe the golem also jumps off his head and tears his hairs off? Will they grow again? The imagination is already funny enough. I could also let the golem dance.

(Kawaru) „A!“

(Karl) „That little freak points at my hairs? Ouch! Rolf! Are you plucking my hairs or what?”

(Rolf) “No, but you have something on your head, it looks like it is a puppet. And it is made out of your hairs.”

(Kawaru) “Kyahaha!” [Points at the hairgolem, which just let out a hairball off behind] “A-A!”

(Martin) “Pfft! Haha! I’m sorry Karl, but it is just too funny! But we should go. Lupus, come!”

(Karl) “What happened?”

MP: 17/1095

There were no problems with the adoption. Three years passed, and nothing sensational happened, but then… After I learned the language of this world (it was like a mutated English), my foster parents asked me some questions. The asked, if I knew, who my real parents are, where I come from, or why I was able to use magic at that age. My answer for the first two questions was, that I didn’t know. For the third question, my response was, that I just imagined spitting fire at him. Oh, right, my name now is Lupin, just because my ears are similar to Lupus. The problem was the fourth question:

(Martin) “How were you able to understand us back then?”

(Lupin) “Back then? You mean, when I was a baby?”

(Martin) “Yeah. To understand us, you would have needed to hear them with the fitting object. But you were very young back then. Wait. You should be 4 years old right now. And you are still very small for that age, in fact too small. You would grow that much in the first three years, but not until you’re four. You would be smaller, if you were undernourished, but you aren’t. You really eat a great amount of food. Let me ask you a different question: How old were you, when we found you back then?”

(Lupin) “Do I have to answer that question?”

(Aurora) “Sure, if you don’t want to have dinner.”

(Lupin) “ok, ok! Don’t be that extreme!. Uhm [averts eyes], … if I remember correctly…”

(Martin) “Wait. Aurora, should I get THAT?”

(Aurora) “Sure. Then we can be sure.”

[Martin goes into another room, and gets a weird cube]

(Martin) “Hold it.”

(Lupin) “okay?”

(Martin) “How often?”

(Aurora) “Three times.”

(Martin) “Okay.”

(Lupin) “What should I do?”

(Aurora) “Answer Martin’s question.”

(Lupin) “Ok, if I remember correctly, I mean, it is already three years past, about one month. Ouch!”

(Aurora) “You shouldn’t lie, Lupin.”

(Lupin) “Ok, two.”

(Martin) “Two what?”

(Lupin, muttering) “days”

(Aurora) “What have you said?”

(Lupin) “days.”

(Martin) “You were just two DAYS old? You shouldn’t have been able to understand us. How?”

(Aurora) “So you are a prodigy or what?”

(Lupin) “There is no other explanation. – OUCH!”

(Martin) “What else?”

(Aurora) “He seems to be uncomfortable. Let’s continue the questioning. Don’t worry, Lupin, we still have some Liecubes left.

(After Lupin has told them everything, except the details about his abilities and the explanations)

(Aurora) “Ara, we shouldn’t spread that around, right Martin?”

(Martin) “It would at least cause a lot of problems. You also shouldn’t talk about that to others, Lupin.”

(Lupin) “okay..”

Another incident happened, when I was 5 years old, but that was something… completely odd. Although it is the story of how I met my first friend. She really is friendly.