All around me I could see people hurrying about, casting a varied and blindingly bright range of magics. The lights were so jarring that I started crying loudly…Wait crying? I’m a brick, how can I cry? A..and why do…I…have…hands…

And just like that my brain shut down.

It has now been three days since I reincarnated into this body, things have been normal for the most part, at least the kind of normal it that was supposed to be there for newborns. Apparently I’d given this bod…my parents quite a shock when I fell unconscious, now they were checking up on me every few minutes and I had a permanent guardian around me at all times. As if to complicate things, my eyes were still too sensitive, I still didn’t know what my parents thought of me, for all I knew I was a sickly crybaby to them.Not only that but I kept going to sleep every few hours! Can you imagine? One second you’re planning how to escape your cage and the next you’re asleep…“Hbrreerrr” thinking of sleep almost made me fall asleep just now! Thinking! Oh how I miss my days with no sleep…and of course the old granny guardian of mine has decided to take my shaking my head as me asking for a lullaby

“Orne sitos agvaro

Orne sitos agvaro

Alle mare siton

Alle mare siton

En mo lar

En mo lar”she sang

Well at least it’s somewhat lyrical…

As you guys probably guessed, I fell asleep, again, apparently babies here sleep for over 21 hours, not the usual 14 or is it unusual? Well either way it’s completely normal to fall asleep every few minutes. And how do I know this? I know this because a glowing screen told me so

“Status” I say causing the screen to appear

And apparently focusing on a particular part of the window brings up information about it.

And the click gave me access to pages on pages of information on the Banmeru…about 2000 words I’d say. But it did give me some good information

1) I’m the heir to a Earl, that puts me at about the middle of the noble hierarchy but that only holds true if the Kingdom has a stable government, The palace had once been ruled by an Earl family that had ruled from behind the scenes, in the end the incessant incest and conflicts between the real ruling family and the earls caused their fall

2)I already have a title, so titles are hereditary, so it probably isn’t a doomed system like that ministration

3)There is no mention of magic, so maybe it’s banned? But I definitely have magic so…Am I doomed?

And that’s it…zzz

I’m having my first bath, well at least the first one where I was awake. It was not a good experience, or one I particularly want repeated, maybe there’s a magical way to stop people from touching you when you were a baby…

Zzz…

Apparently water makes one drowsy, huh guess I’ll just have to wait three months for this sleep cycle to end…

Skill Gained

This was the result of my three months of hard work and I suppose general baby learning…

Well it’s time to meet the parents!…Or wait for them since the granny nanny doesn’t seem likely to move anytime soon.

For the next several hours I played with several of my toys (I’m still a kid! don’t judge) as I waited for my parents to come in and for me to have a conversation with them.

Finally my father stepped through the door and I immediately sat up and said

“Papa…” but quickly found my mouth muffled and me being carried at inhuman speeds to…somewhere…What? This baby doesn’t have a map of the house okay!

Held in a profoundly awkward position, I was hurried through the halls at roughly 300 miles per hour, it also told me without a doubt that magic was very much used in the family because magic was the only reason these speeds hadn’t killed me, for some reason though I couldn’t figure out how this magic was working, or if it even existed.

“Josephine! Alexandra! Everyone get to the Rosenda Hall, the baby is speaking!” father screamed as we approached what seemed to be a wider set of hallways filled with paintings and artifacts, clearly a hall of some sort. Also to be noted is the fact that they were all enchanted in some way for even my baby eyes could see them at 300 miles per hour.

Eventually, after passing through hallway after hallway (Seriously, how big is this place?) and my father calling people out every few minutes we reached a giant ballroom that was large even by the palace’s standards…maybe this was the greatest hall in this world? Yes that was definitely it! How could this world have anything greater than my great hall? It must be inferior!

By the time I finished my line of thought I noticed that my entire family(or at leastwhat I presume was my family) was staring at me.

“Grandma…why is the baby not speaking yet?” a voice, it’s source hidden among the ground asked.

This caused my father to squirm and look at me pleadingly.

Hesitantly I complied and said, “Hi…”