"Where am I?" The baby wondered..

"Oh, right.." "The Gods disposed of me.."

"Where am I??" The baby boy asked itself outloud, realising that what came out of his mouth were not words, but rather sounds that were just monotone baby voices.

Panicked he looked at his hand and saw they were miniature, with little to no strenght in them. He tried standing up only to fall 2 seconds later flat on his butt, that made a lady in the back chuckle a bit. 

The lady was standing at the door, her eyes gazing at the baby that just fell..

Her eyes were a deep blue colour, and over her eyes was her auburn hair falling over her face, blushing and already on her way to pick up the baby. Her skin looked smooth and on the touch felt like silk. With a bright smile she picked up the baby and asked.

"How did you get here?" 

The baby of course did not answer because it could not answer..

But rather what came out of the baby was a genuine smile, that kind off looked creepy on a newborn. This was the first time in his life he experienced kindness.

She saw as the baby was falling towards Earth but she did not expect it would fall in front of her house. 

"You must be a gift from the Gods!" She said outloud.

The moment the word "God" came from her mouth the baby was enraged, but there was nothing he could do about it, he could only hope that he would never meet the Gods again..

Upon entering the house, the baby had some sort of nagging feeling, like something was constantly calling out for it, something evil.. It was a creepy feeling but at the same time felt like sensation..

The house was not particularly big, made of wood and a small fire place on the oder side of the living room. The dining table not far from it.

"So what are we goinh to name you?" The woman said 

"Hmmm..." After a hard thought she exclaimed

"How about Lucian?" Lucian means light, and you came to me shining like light.

"Yeah, you are going to be Lucian" She looked at the baby and noticed he had soft silver eyes that were glimmering out of joy.

Lucian noticed a picture of a man hung up on a wall, the picture was in a darker corner of the room so he could not quite make out how the man looks like. Instead he pointed towards the picture hoping that the woman would bring him closer to it, but the woman hesitently took a toarch and lit up a toarch next to the picture. The man was in some sort of military uniform, he looked fairly young with a nice facial structure, a sparse beard, brown eyes and light brown hair that  reached his shoulder. 

Lucian wanted to see the eyes of the lady but was cut short by an uneasy feeling, it was the same feeling again so unpleasant it made his cells cringe in fear.

"Just what is that?" He thought to himself as his spine quivered from the nasty feeling.

The woman felt him being uneasy so she thought he was cold, and put him next to the fire as she started preparing a meal.

"The man on the picture is my husband, he joined the Adventurer Alliance to explore the world and fight against the monsters that threaten our Kingdo-" She stopped mid sentence and bursted out in laughter thinking she looks crazy talking to her self..

"You do not understand what I am saying, so why am I even talking." Her laugh stopped with a tear falling down her face and a low voice that said

"I hope that he is alright, and that I can see him again"

The tear turned into a waterfall as she broke down.. Lucian wanted to comfort her but his baby body was not strong enough to hold his own body weight. He cursed in his mind for being so weak, the nagging feeling felt like it crept up behind him, Lucian clumsily turned around still not yet adjusted to his newborn body, when he looked back millions upon millions of thoughts flashed in his mind in an instant, on the wall behind him right above the door was a picture of the Emperor of Gods.

Thousands of questions flew by his mind 

"Why is that picture there?"

"Why does she have it?"

"Why do they know about their existence?"

Lucian was shook, he tried to calm himself down but that resulted in only bringing more unanswered questions, and with the constant nagging and disturbing feeling calling him, he passed out.

Hours went by when Lucian finally woke up, before he could even got a chance to think, the woman was already hugging him as tightly as she could, which was nice but almost killed Lucian.

She began talking to Lucian, but Lucian was not listening.

All he could think of were the Gods, he does not hate them for hurting and disposing of him, but he was not going to let these Gods ruin Earth. Lucian is the kindest person he would never hurt anybody, but the unpleasant feeling stayed with him, this feeling of chaos, destruction, hatred and evil.