My name is Xiron, Xir, for short.

I am currently still an infant and is still a year old.

I based my age when I was found by Von, which happened to be the seventh day of the fourth month Poac.

I also learned how to run around and managed to open a new world for myself. Another world filled with possibilities opened for me.

Though I am quite proficient in learning to control my body's motor skills, there were still things I could not control.

One of these inabilities was my inability to control over pissing myself the time when I want to desecrate the land with my excrements.

It was quite troublesome, not for me but for Von who had to clean up the mess I made.

Because of one incident I am not allowed to speak of, I am now made to wear a diaper. I was made to wear them the day after I made a mess…you can imagine that on your own.

According to the [World Cube] it pooping myself was actually normal as infants did not even have half of my capabilities like intelligent conversations.

That means I am special. It must have been because I am a half-breed of an elf and a human.

I learned all of these in an item Von called a World Cube, an object where information about the world was documented in great detail.

Though it held a great deal of information, it still couldn’t teach me how to read as Von had to take it upon himself to teach me.

Oh, if you had not caught up yet, I can now speak two languages. One was known as the [Alvish], and another language Von does not want me to know where it originated.

The latter was my base language, yet to this day, I still do not know how I managed to learn that when every word in a language was technically made up.

Its Origin was the biggest mystery I wish to be answered.

How can something remain intact in my mind when its origin was something made up?

Yes, the language in my head was weird, and the more I thought about it, the more intrigued I became. But Von does not want me using it too much, so I now speak the Alvish language.

Oh, speaking of Von, I finally managed to describe his countenance. A man with a square jawline and bulky build, he wears ragged clothes and resembles a hobo.

The white garments he wore would occasionally be dyed red with the blood of beasts he hunted.

The blood of the beasts he hunted was mixed in my milk, although I wanted to dine on meat like him, Von would curse and say that I was too young to eat said delicacies.

“Milk is for children, so drink what you are given.” He said while continued his dinner.

Though I was rather displeased, I had to admit that the milk and blood combination I called [Blood Milk] was indeed a sublime taste that I fell in love with.

It was excellent and the best drink an infant could ask for, though to be honest, I could not compare it to any drink except regular bland milk, so don't take my word for it.

I once read that an infant should not consume anything other than milk. I say they’re pretty stupid. The Blood Milk was a masterpiece. I look down upon the man who wrote such nonsense.

Another year came to pass, summer, fall, and winter came and went, it was now Spring. I am two years of age, but my body was comparable to that of a four-year-old. I could also control the time I pee and poop now.

That was what Von was proudest of what I have accomplished.

At this time, Von explained that the Blood Milk he fed me was a concoction to help my body grow and mature faster than what's normal. He said he had to hunt many [Imperial Monsters] for the last two years and cursed at me for being so much of a headache.

I had no idea what a “monster” was much less an Imperial Monster. The World Cube did not include such information and Von didn’t tell me about them.

Von said the World Cube could answer all my questions, but it would appear it had no such function.

Oh, on that day, I finally learned the glorious [Curses], a phrase capable of encapsulating one's emotions in a single phrase that may or may not piss the receiver.

Such curses included [bullshit], [fuck you], [dumbass], and so much more wondrous words. But I also learned that I should not use those words against Von because I got my first spanking when I tried to 'use' them against him.

He asked me once where I learned such things, and when I answered I got from him, he spanked me again, harder even. Though two days after that, he apologized and said that it was good that I was taking after him, he made sure to let me know that curses were bad words that’s only acceptable to be said to anyone else other than him he's my father.

I was surprised to hear him say such a thing. But I merely tilted my head when I listened to the word parent. I know what a parent was, but I just couldn't find the so-called parental connection.

Von always made me call him father. The word father was nothing more than a title, but it felt different. I was hesitant to utter such a word making it hard for me to say.

It was a unique experience to say the least.

Pain was something I know, but it was not an emotion rather a feeling, it was physical and tangible but, emotion’s different. It’s something beyond tangibility, beyond logic, beyond rationality.

Emotions were a weird concept for me even after I learned what they were. I know what a sensation was such as pain and comfortability, because they were technically tangible to a degree.

But emotions were vague expressions people use to describe what they were feeling. I fail to understand them, and I could not feel these so-called emotions.

"...You will understand why later in your life, my son."

Von was a little disappointed for some reason.

Days soon became weeks, then months, and after a short time, another year had passed. The World Cube had served its purpose and I now know a lot of things. I am now much more aware of what I need to know, I was no longer blind and clumsily grasping what’s what.

I am now much more enlightened rendering the World Cube useless.

But because of this same enlightenment, I was left with a massive hole to fill. I now desire for more.

The day I became two years old, I received something from Von called a gift. It was a gift, a gift for my birthday. He got me something called a [Book] and a [Role Affinity Tester], the book possessed the title [History of Mana, Life, and Bizarre Creatures].

These Gifts were something I truly liked, however, what caught my attention was something called, BOOK.

A Book, an artifact left from a time when the world was overrun with Sages. According to history, it was often used by Sages to record their research.

Elves even used them to seal off wondrous weapons of Mass Destruction called Magic. To say the least, Books were versatile items that houses knowledge most of which forbidden to the eyes of many.

But Von brought it home for me. Though not containing a weapon, it contained knowledge I was not in possession of. This is satisfactory.

As for the Role Affinity Tester, that was something I could only use that after I master the contents of the book. At least that's what Von told me. I thanked Von for the gifts. He seemed satisfied with me thanking him.

Before he left me of my own devices, Von left few words to listen and understand; "In the past, I managed to teach you how to read and speak the Alvish language because I am knowledgeable enough. But what you are about to read is something even I am incapable of learning because of my circumstances. But you, you were given life to experience both worlds. And no one in this world can help you other than yourself. Comprehend it to the best of your ability."

Von stopped speaking and placed his hands on my shoulder. I could feel the heaviness of his hands, he looked at me in the eyes and spoke even more seriously than before, "Xir, listen to me, this is not just your typical learning and comprehension studies. This is something that you must take seriously and learn this as fast as possible. Got it?"

I could see the seriousness in Von's eyes.

This was uncharacteristic of him… but I nodded my head.

"I will learn it as soon as possible, do not worry."

Von was satisfied with my answer and left with a smile on his face. I was left alone with a book in hand. Von decided to keep the Role Affinity Tester for later.

Thus will became the start of another journey.

I dove into the books’ contents, learned hundred, if not thousands of new facts about this world hidden away from me till now.