9/1/0 RC

Today hasn't change much from last week.

I wake up, eat, do stuffs, sleep.

Just another day at home.

Temporary home.

A healthy body to nurture a healthy mind.

The best way to earn a healthy body as a toddler is to play.

Play hard, have as much fun as possible and expend all that excess energy.

Maybe I had forgotten how difficult it is to deal with an energetic little guy but I was rediscovering reasons for it today.

I felt really tempted to practice feeling emotions and sleep my day away but I figured it will opened a whole new can of worms.

Being bright, energetic and smart ought to bring enough attention to my future potential, a queer behavior will only put unnecessary focus on myself therefore I did my training prior to naps and bed time.

My goals to survive in this unknown world is very important too!

Although I feel a little guilty with all that extra work the maids have to deal with...

And the hidden guards as well, though I call them peeping bastards in my heart, I really admired their dedication, discipline and diligence in their work.

At least in my past life, I've never heard of some sentry work where nobody ever slack off.

What kind of terrible discipline do they have that they can maintain that vigilant mood all the time whenever I emo-ping them?

It was fun setting them off whenever I felt like it but it hasn't been working on them recently.

Maybe those bastards figured out something?

Their emotions doesn't flare as strongly as it was a few days ago and I could feel a little anticipation mixed in it.

Were they hoping to get some action? I hope they never ever get any!

Sigh... They did get some action later at night.

If I were to rate these intruder's strategy, I'd give them 9/10.

The killers assaulted the Manor during a moonless night, around the time when the guards are changing shifts, and people gather to have dinner.

The killers attacked during that lull in manpower, killing the guards at the door and rushed towards the building.

They sent many noob-killers to keep the guards busy...

Noob because they just kept charging in only to die to the guards like eggs thrown at rocks.

Their ace and elites I supposed were coming to finish the job, trying to kill me.

That's when my hidden guards popped out and proceeded to slaughter the underlings.

The killers did quite well at this point, some of them kinda transformed into some sort of gross super steroid hulk and use their bulk to block off all enemies.

I could feel their smug smile in their eyes as if they were about to reach their objectives.

I would feel the same too, if I were him, I mean what can mere pretty maids and a toddler do to stop them right?

I was scared stiff thinking that I was about to lose my life before having a chance to actually live a life at all!

All that I could think of in my head was literally fear tinged-FML over and over.

It wasn't until I looked at MiMi, still with that same faint smile but eyes that looked pitifully at the killers. Yep, they kicked a super hard rock this time.

I watched as MoMo stepped forward and "fwoosh" brought out a pair of lantern shaped hammer and their end was swift and savage.

I think I dropped my jaw wide enough to fit two eggs.

Although MoMo is the back-up wet nurse that always actively play with me with that cheerful smile, never in my wildest mind did I ever imagined seeing MoMo smashing people left and right into meat patties...

How is she so strong!?

She looks like a petite young girl about 1.5 meter tall maybe?!? This ain't anime!!!

MiMi? Oh boy... I only noticed it when she moved a little to hold me with an arm but I saw her did something with her left hand.

I think she flicked something so fast and heads just exploded like watermelons...

I feel a little ominous premonition watching this one sided slaughter going on, I really feel like there's a bear in front and tiger at the back!

After a brief feeling of confusion and fear comes anger, and I was angry enough that I started cheering on MoMo bashing those killers like a ragdoll!

How dare those bastards aim for my life!

I vowed to myself that when I could, I will find the fuckers and kill them off to the root!

The night raid didn't last long when the manor guards corralled the pitiful cannon fodders towards the house and proceed to annihilate them.

I didn't know what happened to them because MiMi took me away from from all that gory nightmare at the garden.

I don't think I ever way to play around that section of the house anymore!

Who's to say that their ghost might still be around where their blood and gut spilled!?

I don't want to get cursed by those noob spirits!

The whole ordeal was rather shocking but strangely I did not feel nauseous at all, maybe I already had experience with this kind of thing in my past life?

Or maybe I have yet to accept this new life as my new reality.

Regardless, I really have to take my safety into serious considerations.

Who can guarantee that this thing won't happen again?

It could be worse next time!

My goal to train my body and empath talent should be intensified.

I will also have to start prodding MiMi and MoMo about learning reading.

Most important of all, I should keep the anger about the attempt to my life and store them as that smoldering ember inside my heart...