I am five years old in this world
But age does not mean the same thing here
A single year lasts only 150 days far shorter than what I remember
Even so people live for over 200 years
Growth is slow
But power is everything
Here strength is not measured by age alone
It is measured by the stages you reach
Every ten years most people advance to a new level if they have the talent
The longer you live the stronger you can become
But in a world like this surviving that long is the real challenge
I have read almost every book in my father's library
Gwenos
had always believed what the book said
Power is something you are born with
It belongs only to you
It cannot be changed
Learning another magic
That is beyond this world's limit
Still the book also spoke about learning
About growth
As if something was hidden within it
I want you to learn something
That was what my father said
But instead of teaching
He attacked
Gwenos froze
A sudden pressure surrounded him and his body refused to move
Then
A small spark appeared
Crackle
Thunder
At first he thought it was nothing
Just a normal reaction
But the next moment
BOOMM...
Black and purple thunder burst out from his body
The lightning did not just strike
It roared
Wild
Uncontrolled
His father fell to the ground
What was that my son
His voice sounded strained
Before Gwenos could react his brother rushed in
Yo what happened here
His father looked at him instantly
So it was you
Gwenos stayed silent
No that was not him
He knew the truth
And deep down
His father knew it too
A man with the title Mythborn would not fall
so easily
He was acting
Gwenos looked at his hands
Black and purple thunder flickered across his fingers
It did not feel normal
It did not look normal
In this world this is strange
He muttered
But instead of fear
He felt excitement
He tried to focus
To control it
But the energy slipped away every time
Unstable
Incomplete
My lightning power is not fully awakened
It is like normal magic
But different
A thought crossed his mind
Did my father stop it.
Or did they make it grow by surprising me
I do not understand
He whispered
Still confused by the black and purple thunder inside him
I will start training tomorrow
The moment he stood up
His body felt heavy
I am really tired
He let out a small sigh
After all
He was still just a five year old child
Let us eat something first
A faint smile appeared on his face
Maybe
I am the first in this world
to awaken something like this
The room fell silent
His father slowly stood up
No pain
No injury
Black thunder
He muttered
His expression turned serious
That was not lightning
A pause
That was something that should not exist in this world
His eyes darkened
Gwenos
Just what have you become