Capítulo 4: Death and Rebirth 4
A month quickly passed in Lux's home.
Between being taken care of and practicing magic, the time flew in for Lux. Having something else to do, other than attempting to learn the language, really took the edge off the boredom.
Granted, he was still subtle about it. He never wanted his mother to catch him in the act, he was still new to the whole magic schtick, but he'd bet money that people would be chasing him with pitchforks and torches if he were to be caught playing with little balls of light.
Everything around him screams medieval Europe, and if there was one thing he learned from History Class at school, it was they loved witch hunts back in the day.
Though there wasn't magic on earth, at least to his knowledge, compared to here where everyone seems to be able to use it. So the likelihood of being burned at the stake for witchcraft here is unlikely.
Still, he doubts that baby's should be able to throw around fireballs and fart out tornadoes considering his mother hasn't been throwing him any expectant gazes.
If his mother was nearby, he practiced with small stuff such as miniature balls of light, that could be hidden by his tiny hand, or creating weak, barely, noticeable gusts of wind that weren't strong enough for his carrier to notice.
Light and wind were the two elements that had the most practice with. Light because it was deceptively easy to conjure secretly, it was totally silent and never produced any physical disturbance.
All he had to do was cover up the glow and he could practice wherever and whenever.
Lux may have been imagining it, but for some reason light magic seemed to be easier to control compared to the other elements. It may have been nothing but the result of training it more than the others, but he'd keep an eye on it for now.
Wind on the other hand was an indoor friendly element, so far he hasn't produced gusts more powerful that a brisk breeze. Even if he wanted to, he wasn't sure if he could up the output enough to actually do damage to something.
Because of this wind magic was an exceptionally good element for Lux's indoor training regiment.
He dabbled with the elements of water, earth and fire as well, but so far he hasn't made much progress with them. Water was just too much of a mess to practice since the water doesn't just magically disappear once the spell ends.
It either goes on the floor, or on his clothes. When the latter happens the state he's left in makes it look like he's pissed buckets, forcing his mother to change him into a new set of wraps.
Earth is a no-go most of the time as well, all he's been able to do is shift about some dirt and on occasion the ood pebble that makes its way into the house. Ninety percent of the time though, he's got nothing to practice on, since his mother cleans the house expertly.
Lastly, fire, beyond the odd spark or candle flame, Lux hasn't made any advancements. For one, generating anything other than a spark uses a lot of mana, which his lousy reserves struggle to supply enough off.
Secondly, he's terrified of accidentally setting something on fire and torching the place. Most of the house was made out of wood, and he doesn't want to burn the house to ashes just because he was fucking around with fire magic.
He especially didn't want to destroy his parent's livelihood. She seemed to be struggling quite a bit, and being a single mother never helped either.
Lux is taking shots in the dark at this point, as even with his improved understanding of the language, he can't understand something that's never been said.
He could read between the lines though.
Unless 'dad's' on a long ass trip somewhere, he's either ran away or died. He's not sure which one's the right answer, each one is as likely as the other if his mother's late night sobs are anything to go by.
He was praying it was the latter of the guesses, as at least that way the man has a proper excuse for leaving his wife.
The parallels between this life and his first were becoming more significant the more he learned.
Back on earth, he was raised by a single parent. His dad had gone and walked out before he was even able to walk, leaving mum to look after him herself.
Looking at Willow, he couldn't help but be reminded of his departed parent. While he wouldn't call their resemblance uncanny, their respectives situations certainly were.
Anyway, that's why he's extremely careful about fire magic.
The only complication that comes with all the training he's been doing is that his hunger becomes more apparent. If Lux normally fed ten times a day, more or less, now it's shot up to fifthteen sessions a day at the minimum.
Feeding's weird as fuck thought.
Going to town on a pair of tits is normally something to get excited about. That all goes out the window when it's you're mothers pair though.
It's a truly awkward experience, but an awkward experience beats hunger any day.
Whenever he wasn't fucking around with magic, or tanning tit milk, Lux was messing with his breathing technique.
Due to blind experimentation, he discovered that by changing the rhythm, depth and intent he could make his breathing technique perform different actions. It was able to do things such as invigorating his body to ridiculous degrees, allowing him to stay constantly energized if he thinks it's necessary.
He hasn't checked out its limits yet, but he will get to it at some point. A good night's rest was just too enticing for him.
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