A little over 2 years has passed since I first resolved myself to forge my own mana core. I noticed the closer I came to completing it, the easier it became to pseudo expel and manipulate the mana in my body. While in that meditative state, I learned Arthur was also forging his own mana core, and would complete it sooner than me.
This was due to him solely focusing on forming the core, however that was besides the point. He had reached the same conclusion I had after reading that book. Being a reincarnated person myself, it made sense that there would be another.
However, to come to the same conclusion that you could forcefully make you mana core awaken, either required a lucky hypothesis based on the conservation of energy and mass. Or they came from a world with similar principles to my own...
This however was unimportant. Right now I cared about the damage that would be caused when we both awaken. If he awakens before me and destroys a good majority of the house, then I proceed to awaken after the house is fixed, that may leave the family in a strict financial position.
So, I shall have to confront big brother Art about it...
"Big bwodda Art. Come with me for a second." I pleaded after locating him. After gaining his approval I lead him to the study, our slow pace buying me time to further assure myself that this was the correct path.
If I was wrong, and he had picked this up naturally, then I could potentially be outing myself. On the other hand, the possibilities were too low for it to be a coincidence.
To put my evidence into list format:
His first destination after gaining the ability to crawl was the study, which I had made sure he never saw me doing.
He read the same book as me, " a beginner's guide for a privileged mage", to which he immediately started meditating.
Our limited interactions. While I may be more apathetic than most, babies usually tend to glue to closely aged siblings.
Reactions of embarrassment to being changed.
My evidence was circumstantial at best, but the odds of them all being coincidence was far too low. But my anchor point in this superstition was the second point.
Upon arriving at the study, we sat there in silence for a minute before I spoke. "How long until you finish" I spoke coldly and more fluently than should be possible for my age. This made it obvious that the previous way of talking was an act.
His faced steeled in reaction. Bingo. That was all the confirmation I needed that he had the same suspicions as me.
"... about a week" he replied sternly, already knowing what I was talking about.
"Hold back your pace so that we awaken at the same time, the explosion of both of us awaking at different intervals would put a heavy toll on our financial state" I stated. My complex way of speaking outing myself even further. If he responded in kind, I know he will have taken the bait.
"I had the same thought process myself, however was not confident enough in striking up the conversation in case this was all coincidence". His statement solidified what I already knew. We were both reincarnators.
A strange feeling fluttered in my stomach as I felt a smile tugging at my lips. This was both new and confusing to me... Or it's been so long that I have forgotten what this was.
"Who are you?" he asked me tentatively, to which I smiled gently.
"We can talk about who we were at another time, but now we are family. I shall do whatever I can to protect that family. I have a feeling you are cut from the same cloth in that respect"
To which Art returned my smile, and hummed gently in approval. After that we spent a lot more time together. Whether that be in private where we could have sophisticated conversations or in front of the eyes of our parents, where we played together in a childish innocence.
After a week, I had come to the point where he was one week ago. Upon learning this, I spent more time meditating at night, sacrificing some sleep, but it was required so I didn't hold my brother back.
Although he openly expressed for me to not sacrifice on his account. But this was something I wanted to do. For both him and me.
Although, I refused to admit that to him more often than not.
A week and a half after our original conversation, we were both ready to awaken. I had yet to explain to him why I was delayed, so I would make sure to educate him on that fact if he ever got an inflated ego over it.
In the meantime we had fallen into a comfortable regime. We learned and grew with each other over those days passed. We connected instantly, and much to my surprise he wasn't bothered by my overwhelming lack of expression. Which I found oddly relieving.
Then finally on that day.
BOOM