Birth And Magic

Hot, was all I could make out in that moment, I couldn't feel my eyes, body or any other senses.

'Where am I ?'

After who knows how long I finally felt pressure from above.

'Heat, I don't feel my body and a pressure as if it wants to get me out of here... Damn...'

If Edward could manage to sketch emotions he would have a poker face right now.

Gradually Edward was arriving at the new world that awaited him. Soon Edward was in the midwife's hands, wrapped in a cloth.

"He's beautiful."

Said a woman with long blond hair and endless red eyes, she was Ellena Edward's mother in this world, she held him as if he were the most important thing in the world to her, even almost without strength after hard labor.

Beside the bed where Ellena lay, Vonderfull couldn't contain his excitement.

"I'm a father... I AM F... Ouch, Argh!"

"Shut up Vonderfull, where have you seen a man this size screaming inside a labor room, can't you realize how tired Ellena is?"

Vonderfull was an extremely brutal man on the battlefield with very few weaknesses and one of them was in front of him, Natasha Dawn, an old servant of his clan who raised him since he was little, he could be compared to a poodle trained next to her.

"Old Natasha, I want to see my son some more and we haven't even chosen a name for him yet, Ellena, say something."

Vondefull said as Natasha pushed him out of the room over protests.

Ellena was already in her own world with her son.

"Mama will take good care of you."

Finally alone in the room together with the midwife, the baby was cleaned and Ellena was helped to avoid postpartum problems.

Edward watches with interest what is happening around him, all of this was new and interesting for him who most of the time only lived alone in his previous life.

'They are very noisy... I think it must be like that, having a family.'

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The first few months of Edward's life were extremely excruciating. In addition to having to endure the "damn diaper changes" he was still tortured by having to drink milk from his mother's breasts, which he did with great fear.

'Alright Edward, it's not that weird... You may be an adult, but your body is that of a baby, remember, as a BABY, wanting to drink milk is a normal reaction in the same way as wanting to eat meat or vegetables.'

To preserve his mental health, every time he was breastfed he would repeat as a mantra 'That's normal, you're a baby with instincts', even as he compromised his mental integrity realizing that as an adult he couldn't even overcome such basic instincts.

Always the most basic instincts are the most difficult to control.

The first few months of Edward's life were extremely excruciating. In addition to having to endure the "damn diaper changes" he was still tortured by having to drink milk from his mother's breasts, which he did with great fear.

'Alright Edward, it's not that weird... You may be an adult, but your body is that of a baby, remember, as a BABY, wanting to drink milk is a normal reaction in the same way as wanting to eat meat or vegetables.'

To preserve his mental health, every time he was breastfed he would repeat as a mantra 'That's normal, you're a baby with instincts', even as he compromised his mental integrity realizing that as an adult he couldn't even overcome such basic instincts.

Always the most basic instincts are the most difficult to control.

But not everything was a possible future trauma in his prison life, when he was 1 year old his mother took him out of the house where he lived, a large house with several rooms for servants and their relatives, he slept on the top floor of the house where the important members of the family lived, it was a house full of history as his great aunt Natasha used to say when she saw him visit in the afternoon after finishing his duties.

"This house has had generations of young Dawn's who grew up to be great men and women in many fields, I wonder if little Edward will be a warrior like his father or a scholar like his mother..."

Edward realized one thing as he lived in this world... It was a world with magic, and really badass magic, his mother had magical hands that always comforted him and took away any pain he was feeling, very nice, and he's even seen his aunt grandma Natasha light a fire by throwing a spark in the wood, how do they do it? Edward wondered.

"Come on Ed, to stay healthy and grow into a big flame you need to burn and for a baby as cute as you to burn into a big man we're both going to get some sun."

Along with Ellena, Edward went to the garden of the house, it was well maintained with a green grass and some trees, but one thing caught his attention, a thick column of smoke was rising a little further from the house, it could be a vandal fire. ? he wondered

"Did the smoke catch your attention Ed? Don't be scared, it's just your father farming, do you want to go see me?"

Ellena asked and Edward shook his head up and down in a yes.

"Alright, let's go say hi to daddy"

Said Ellena with a smile as she thought how smart her son was even though he was so young.

Getting closer, Edward could see better what Vonderfull was doing, a column of black smoke was rising to the sky as if something was being burned, when Edward paid more attention to this "smoke" he noticed a human silhouette inside her on the ground, already in the sky above when the wind whipped the smoke and the surroundings cooled it, ash fell all around.

'There's no way a normal human being can survive inside so much smoke. It's magic!. '