《This time its my Turn》Lazy Jhon
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Its a hot summer and there are almost no clouds to be seen the the blue sky. Under that sky is a small village surrounded by mountains and sea. A large river flows from the mountain to the sea and the place where the river meets the sea is where this village is located.
This village has only more than fifty houses like the other villages around, all made of wood and dry coconut leaves. Inside one of this houses a one year old baby can be seen lying on the bed.
A year has already passed since his birth and he still remember clearly that day he breath the first time.
He was very excited but reality failed to meet his expectation. First of all his eyes are still weak, he can see colors but barely able see shapes of humans.
Then his hearing, every loud noise hurt ear and make him cry, even if he don't want to. Its babies instinct and Jhon can't control.
Lastly is the language, he can't understand what people are talking about.
After crying for a minute Jhon feel sleep on his mother's embrace, he only remember that there only two people in that room beside him and his mother. Probably the midwife and his father, well he don't care his too tired from all that crying.
Every sunny morning John's mother bring him out let the morning sun shine on him. He sees small houses and the old civilization which he now lives in.
His mother always talks to the neighbor but Jhon don't understand what they're talking about so he can only observe while tryin to learn this new language as fast as he can.
It took him half a year to understand the native language by of course he still pretends like a normal 6 months old baby.
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One thing he notice is that all the people in the village has black hair, including Jhon an this parents.
One morning it happens, while his mother is talking to one of their neighbor, its a mother of two children, the elder is around 6 years old and another a few months old same with Jhon. While this two mothers carrying their few months old baby, a boy came running from inside the village with an excited face, its the older son of their neighbor.
Then the boy told something to the two mothers with a proud face. Jhon is just 3 months old and he only understand few words so he don't know what the boy is talking about but he clearly see the happy face of his mother and their neighbor.
Jhon look at the older boy pick a small stick from the ground then show it to his mother. Jhon don't understand what's to be happy about but can only observe.
The boy then focus on the stick he's holding and after a few seconds, the stick started burning. The boy let go of the stick as it burned to ash.
While both mothers are happy to see the performance of the kid, Jhon is burning of excitement. "A magic world! Hahaha its my turn! Study magic, use magic then reach the peak!" "I remember reading someone complaining he don't have a cheat.
Who needs systems, legendary weapons and OP skills when the greatest cheat one can have us his old memory. The knowledge and discipline of an adult is the best cheat of all."
Since that day Jhon prefers to stay on bed and try to feel any energy on the air. Its already 8 months since then but Jhon can't feel anything new. "Where's the chakra, the ki, the ren haki or whatever?
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Do I need to wait until 4 years old so I can attend the basic magic class on the village hall."
Jhon heard about kids training by only those four year olds and above can go.
His fruitless endeavor started to make Jhon feel like he has no talent for magic but its too early to given up so days pass as Jhon try to feel any energy on the air with no success.
"Mama I'm home!" A loud voice of his father wake up Jhon from hi stupor. "Dad wait a little while, lunch is almost ready, how's the hunt?" Mother's voice answer from the kitchen.
"We caught a big game this time, here I got both legs enough for us for a few days. By the way, is lazy Jhon still on the bed?"
"Yes he is always a good baby, I have no problem with him unlike our neighbor's babies. If only you stop calling him lazy. Even our neighbor starts calling him lazy Jhon too."
"Hahaha let me hug my baby before I eat."
"Remember to clean yourself first, don't you dare touch my baby with your dirty hands."
Every time John's dad return from hunting he never forget to annoy baby Jhon. Stinky hug, stinky kisses and even throwing him into the air.
"Dad.... Magic..."
While using his super cute expression he finally says what he have been trying to say for months.
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