Chapter 13 - The Awakening (1/2)
After the event at the picnic/party, we went home immediately. The mages that were in the party including my father all went to check the area for spies, attackers, or assassins who might have released their killing intent by accident, just to find nothing.
Once we got home, I did my best to act like a normal baby for the next 3 days and then slowly toned it down step by step to not raise suspicions.
Due to my parents being so conceited and blind to the monster right in front of them, they immediately took the bait without a second thought which I honestly did not expect from my parents.
For the next few days of break, I had been either spending time with my sister, teaching myself to walk properly while getting used to my new center of gravity, or finally practicing magic when everyone was asleep.
After the incident at the party, I had finally realized something I had been overlooking for the last 8 months of my life. The soul flame isn't just an embodiment of you but rather it is your will. Even though it does not contain any magic, it could be used to imbue Elemental Particles with commands rather than trying to control them individually.
That's how normal mages are able to so easily clump many particles together and do as they command.
The soul flame is like a second mind that can interact with elements better than your brain. While your brain might make the command and change the direction of magic, the soul flame imbues and communicates the will to the elements around it or in your range of magic.
This means that the faster and more in sync you are with your soul flame, the faster and more precise will be the casting and control over the spell you create.
Over the spring and most of the summer when my sister was not home, I practiced controlling elements at a larger scale. I was still unable to use them with my soul flame to the extent of even creating a spark of flame, a small gust of wind, or even a bubble of water, but I didn't give up.
This situation reminded me of how I was back on earth before learning martial arts. I had tried to learn it and master it for years yet I wasn't able to do it due to not having a teacher.
Due to that, I was easy to pick on and I was always powerless, yet what kept me going was the fact that I was being picked on and bullied. I didn't want to be powerless against those who picked on me and nor do I want to feel powerless in this life.
I want to be strong enough to avoid facing the same fate as the one I faced on earth. And honestly, I'm scared sh*tess of having to live through my childhood again.
Children are cruel and especially in a world where power means everything. The more power you have both socially and physically, the more powerful you are meaning the more respected you will be.
I'm not going to whine like a child about changing the system because I honestly do not care about anyone else who has to face the same problem as me. Maybe if I see someone face the same problem with my own eyes I might be more empathetic towards them, but right now all I care about is me, my mother, and my sister.
The rest might as well be cannon fodder or collateral damage for all I care, yet losing them would surely hurt my sister and mother so I have to care for them just as much as them.
Anyways, when we were nearing summer/ autumn break, I had finally made a breakthrough. It was almost my first birthday if I am correct and due to that I made a deadline for myself to be able to at least create a spark of flames by the time it is mid-autumn.
Apparently, lady luck was on my side this time, allowing me to reach my goal 2 months earlier than expected.
One day while I was practicing imbuing from my soul flame to the energies around me, something clicked inside both my head and my soul flame. Thankfully it was a time where everyone was asleep because it would have caused havoc among the members of my family.