R1 - 6 Awakening of memories

With no other way to figure out the problem Ragnar closed the book before tidying up all the other books when everything was placed back in order did he head back home while he continued to concentrate on the warmth flow within his body. Even though he could not do much, for now, he could keep sensing the warmth flow to make it a habit so when he starts the control training it will make it much smoother.

After a short while of walking along the busy broad pathway filled with stalls and shops, he reached the southern side of the city where his parents live. Although the Southern side was known to be the poorest district among the four districts, however, his family house was comparable to the rich northern district where the main family members live.

The warriors or soldiers would be appropriate to call them, live mostly in the eastern district during their operating hours and they could visit their families who live in the western district which was a privileged zone for those who serve the family as both militaries and police force. While the centre of the four districts is where Ragnar was previously at, it was a mixture of entertainment and governmental buildings.

"I'm home!" Ragnar called out with a smile, he was surprised that his mother who would usually respond was not responding so he closed the door and silently began to step at a time while being vigilant at his surroundings.

'Something happened?' Ragnar thought as he peeks at the corner towards the living room, seeing there was no one there he entered the room heading cautiously. Up ahead was the dining room which was an open plan combining with the living room while the kitchen door was at the back left side.

The moment Ragnar heard a sound and a sense of dread he immediately dropped his body lower before spinning around aiming a punch with the perfect angle towards the crotch of average adult height. It was one of the 108 subduing kidnapper technique his mother taught and the only combat skills he had to protect himself with, although it was really a shameless fighting style.

Pak!

The fist of Ragnar was caught by a familiar man, Herman who told his wife to hide in the house for a while as he wanted to test his son's awareness to strange situations where things are different from normal.

"Not bad, although I have to say, Ragnar. Do you intend to use this against your father?" Herman asked with a wry smile while hiding the fact he had a cold sweat run down his spine at the ferocious intent his son displayed to destroy his crotch!

'My god! My wife is really ruthless to teach my boy this' he thought while feeling breezy between his legs for some reason.

"Ah! Sorry father, it was too quiet that I thought something happened... Since I did end up fighting Stephanie after all" Ragnar replied with his head lowered, he knew his duel with Stephanie must have caused trouble for his family and although he was absorbed in his studies the guilt still clung onto his conscious.

"Although what you did was not wrong according to the main family law, but in our family what you did make me proud," Herman said while gently caressing his son's head feeling quite proud, that Ragnar was responsible and honest to a fault.

"Hiiiiyah!" Emilia rushed from the kitchen all the way to where Ragnar was to snatch him away from Herman while she tightly held her beloved boy, after hearing about the duel she had been incredibly worried since her boy was only six years old!

But against all odds he managed to secure a win, although the people believed it was luck, she and her husband knew better that it was something Ragnar did to win otherwise he would have not recklessly accepted the duel. But if the two of them knew they were half right and that Ragnar accepted the duel recklessly he would have definitely gotten a good scold.

"You naughty boy! You made mom worried!" Emilia said with a teary face, although she felt relieved but all the worries she had made her burst emotionally all at once when she confirmed he was alright.

"I--- I'm sorry mom!" Ragnar became flustered at the sight of his mother crying, it was the first time he saw her cry and he had to admit he did not like seeing her cry like this.

"Please don't cry" Ragnar tried to soothe Emilia by kissing her forehead and cheeks while she held up him, although he did not know why but he felt if he did this then she might calm down.

Luckily the effects of Ragnar's soothing had an instant effect as a broad smile appear on Emilia's face as she hugged his tighter while screaming 'Kya! He's so cute!' even Herman could only smile wryly at his wife who was acting spoiled by her son so he let it be since he knew she was really worried about him.

"Dear, can you put down Ragnar? I want to ask him about the duel" Herman said gently to which Emilia nodded, the three of them sat in the living room on a couch with Ragnar between the two of them.

"Ragnar, when you fought Stephanie you were the reason she could not cast any magic anymore right?" Herman asked,

"Yes, although I am not sure how I gained this power but I feel like it had been with me for a long time" Ragnar began to explain although he himself who only began learning things was not certain if his powers were similar to other things, so he materialized the Fool card in his hand.

"Somehow I can summon cards like this that grants me abilities, this is the only card I can use but I feel there will be more" Ragnar showed the card to the two of them causing Emilia to gasp in surprise while Herman's gaze became sharp.

From the information alone they could determine that it was a sacred gear, but when Ragnar said there would be more cards they felt it was similar to the sword sacred gear that could create multiple swords of different attributes.

"What abilities does this card have?"

"Right now, it allows me to... Uhm... I don't know how it works overall but when I use this then people around me cant use magic" Ragnar said while tilting his head,

"Does it affect people far from you?"

"No, I am not sure how far but it's close but not too far?" Ragnar said

"Dear, it's a sacred gear isn't it?" Emilia asked although she was already certain,

"Yes, it's a sacred gear and from the looks of it. It's a card type using Tarot Cards, from the looks of it the rumours of limitation on sacred gear had indeed been placed so it can only grow by training with it" Herman said while gently caressing his chin,

"But it is said those born with Sacred gear will never live a happy life," Emilia said with a trace of worries, but Ragnar grabbed her hand.

"I will always be happy! As long as I live with mom and dad then I will always be happy" Ragnar said while giving his mom a big smile, although there were some things he could not entirely grasp, he knew when to cheer up his depressed mom.

"Kyaa! Mommy will be sure to make you lots of happy" Emilia said in the spur of a moment,

"That's right, we can ensure Ragnar lives happily by supporting him. For now, we have to keep this hidden, so Ragnar from now on you are not allowed to use this unless I allow you to. Do you understand?" Herman said while looking at his son,

"Yes, Father!" Ragnar nodded before looking at his mother with an uncertain face, seeing this Emilia wondered what was bothering her child so she patiently waited since she could see that her son had something to say.

"Mom, I can't cast magic. I can enhance my body with mana but whenever mana leaves my body it dispersed"

Hearing Ragnar's problem Emilia already thought of the chances of magicians being born only to use emission magic or enchant kind, she began to ask Ragnar what happened and only when she was more or less certain did she instruct Ragnar to face his back towards her and took off his shirt.

"Ragnar I'm going to pour in mana into your body so Mama can take a look okay?"

Ragnar nodded, soon he felt the familiar warmth feeling entering his body from the back, it felt even more familiar as it felt similar to the feelings he gets from being near his mother. Similar to how the mana flows when he intends to cast a spell but in reverse, did the mana of Emilia flow till her mana was blocked at the location where the source of energy for Ragnar was located at.

"Hmmm?" Emilia felt perplexed at this feeling as she did not expect to encounter this kind of feeling if what she felt was really what it was then the fact that Ragnar could even sense and use mana was a miracle.

"What's wrong?" Herman asked seeing that his wife was surprised but also bothering by something she encountered.

"Ragnar's energy core is blocked," Emilia said after confirming a fact,

"What!? Then how can he even sense and use mana?" Herman asked feeling this was truly a bizarre incident,

"I'm not sure, but I am going to unblock it. Honey, it's going to be painful for a moment but be sure to hold on okay?" Emilia said while gently caressing Ragnar's hair who nodded at her question with her free hand before pouring in more mana to proceed with the unblocking.

Originally such acts were not permitted since most people born with blocked energy sources were people that Gods were wary off, it took several generations for humans to come up with a technique to unlock the seal.

However, the first period when this technique emerged caused a massive war between magicians and Gods with their believers until it was later settled where the Gods would only permit it after it was confirmed the person whom they intend to unblocked was not a threat to the world.

Naturally, Emilia would unblock her child as no one knew her child better than herself and her husband since he was young they could properly guide him and his personality was already pleasing.

"Hnn..." Ragnar groaned as he could feel the mana of his mother was trying to tear apart something within him, it was only stinging pain initially but the harder the mana pushed the more painful it became.

Herman gave his hand for Ragnar to grip tightly while he gently caressed his head with is freehand, this allowed Ragnar to pour all his strength to grip his father's hand tightening similar to how he was holding onto his willpower to endure the pain.

Crack!

Ragnar could feel whatever his mother was trying to break began to crack, but she immediately pulled her mana back. The crack began to widen in an incredible pace till it was obliterated open by a stream of his own energy surging within his body, the pain was intense for an instant causing Ragnar to flail backwards into his mother's embrace before he lost consciousness after feeling relived by the gentle stream.

"Is he fine?" Herman asked with a trace of worry,

"He's fine, although I am not sure if this will allow him to cast emission type magic but at least now there is nothing blocking his mana," Emilia said with a gentle smile, caressing the hair of her son that was sleeping peacefully.

But what the two parents never realized was that the seal held more than just the energy core of Ragnar, it also held his memories from his past life. With everything free, his body shut itself down to allow the memories of his past life and current to merge successfully while the energy core which was foreign to this world was currently purifying the mana he accumulated within his body.

Meanwhile, an acquaintance he once knew was currently living in the country of southern America. She already managed to reconnect to her divine domain called Kouten, but while doing that she managed to pick up what the Death Goddess did after allowing her and Ragnar to reincarnate.

"To think she would resurrect them while creating copies of my pillar and feathers" the young girl similar age as Ragnar muttered while glancing at the skies with a sharp gaze, despite the way she looks she is or currently her situation made it appear she once was a Goddess.

"And Ragnar managed to awaken his unique core," the girl said while suddenly smiling as if she was infatuated like a maiden in love,

"Although it might be unfair of him, but if he is to become my beloved 'husband' then it will be his responsibility to deal with this reincarnated fellow," The girl said while receiving a glass filled with apple juice from a young beautiful woman.

She had waist-length purple hair with shorter bangs that is in a hime cut and brown eyes. She wears the traditional attire of a Miko that is a purple hakama, a white haori with a sash-like belt, wooden sandals and a white ribbon to partially holding her hair in place.

"What do you think Miya?" the girl asked,

"Goddess, although I understand you are excited but right now I doubt anyone can wing the girls with how they are," Miya said with a trace of remorse and despair in her voice, she felt everything was her fault for what happened and if she did not allow herself to get persuaded then she and all the feathers might have not experienced 'that'

"I understand your reason Miya, but at that time I allowed you to have my power and gave freedom of choice to both you and the girls. Although it was unfortunate, however, HE is different from them" the girl said

"How different?" Miya asked feeling confused at the girl's confidence

"He can resist the mental encroachment of the jinki" the girl said as if it was nothing, but Miya was visibly shaken to the core as she understood greater than anyone else what it meant to have resistance to the mental encroachment of the Jinki.

"Allow me to investigate him," Miya asked with a serious tone, if what the Goddess said was true there might be hope. However, she had to confirm his personality and will first as she felt it was her responsibility to navigate the path ahead before allowing the feathers to follow.

"I will allow it, even if you end up getting winged is also fine. Since he is the one I chose" the girl said while twidling her hair,

"That's unfair Miya!" another young woman which appeared to be more lively compared to the other girls approach the young girl and Miya.

She is of average height and slender built, sporting a very developed and curvaceous body with a slim waist and flared hips. She has brown eyes and brown hime-styled hair; it has short bangs, chin-length strands surround her head and framing her face, a single antenna-like strand that hangs just above her head, and hip-length hair at the nape of her neck.

"#08?" Miya asked out of surprise as she did not expect Yume to ask to join.

"Why?" The little girl asked with an amused face as she liked Yume oddly more than Miya,

"Love, I feel that if I go out then I will be able to find it. The miracle for our family" Yume said with a longing face, it hasn't been easy for her to finally gain a body that allowed her to experience what it meant to get winged. And now she was going for it, although she heard from her sisters their experiences but unlike them, she wanted to hold on.

To the miracle called Love.

"I will allow it," The little girl said without allowing Miya to object.