On the table was an assortment of food that looks almost unreal, it looks almost out of a commercial, and the smell is magnificent. Malik is drooling over his share of what Elizabeth made. On his plate is freshly baked bread, bean and salted pork soup, and perfectly cooked eggs.

“Elizabeth, you’ve done it again. This cooking could rival the Gods.” Lars exclaims excitedly while grabbing his fork. He shoves his food down his throat. All in the blink of an eye. His plate is now empty and filled back up with another serving.  

“At this rate, we will be coming over every day for your cooking.” Paula says gently while cutting her eggs. She is doing so in a polite manner, a complete 180 to her husband sitting next to her.

Malik eats the food his mother has made; the number one thing he loves most in this new world is his mother’s cooking. Elizabeth’s cooking is on par with fancy establishments, on the high end caliber—that is how good it is. Other foods from his previous world pale in comparison to her cooking. That is when a question pops into Malik's mind.

“Mother, how are you so good at cooking?” Malik asks with enthusiasm. The reason why Malik asked was due to his knowledge. She didn't do anything special to the dish, but why did it taste so good? Better than any eggs he tried from his previous world, same with the bread and soup.

“The reason why I'm able to cook so well is because it was a gift from the Gods.” Elizabeth says while beaming from ear to ear.

“Wait, really? How did that happen, aunty's Elizabeth?” Nova excitedly exclaims.

“The Gods give gifts to humanity. The other races aren’t exempt from their presents. Everyone gets a gift. You'll know what yours is when you turn five.”As she tells the young boy that information, she can see his eyes light up with excitement. Looking over to her son; she sees the same reaction.

“Really, so we go when I turn five?” Malik exclaims, and Nova nods his head in excitement.

“You have to wait till Ennio turns five, since we want to do yours all at the same time. It shouldn’t take that long—Ennio turns five a month after you do, my son,” Victor announces while eating his wife's cooking without a reaction to how good it is.

“Yes, father. What about me leaving the house? And seeing the outside of it? How long do I also have to wait before you allow me to?” Malik asks, wanting to go outside of the yard for a while now.

“It's up to your mother. She puts up the rules, not mine.” Victor says while looking at Elizabeth, waiting for her reaction.

“I believe it would be better to wait, and if you do, wait just a month. I’lll get you a present. How does that sound, honey?” Elizabeth says in a sweet tone of voice. Malik knew arguing would just end up him being in a bad situation.

“Alright, mother,” Malik utters, disappointed. 

“It's fine, Malik. I'm waiting to go, but I have to wait five months.” Nova remarks, trying to cheer Malik up.

“You kiddos are creepily smart. I still can't believe it. My own son, Nova. And Malik, on the other hand. I can see him being Victor's son.” Lars announces as he licks his plate clean, completing another helping.

“Another Lars, you do seem to love my cooking.” Elizabeth remarks, not waiting for a response before filling up his plate with more food.

“Thanks, Lizzy. Everyone loves your cooking. And I even thought that heartless bastard might not show just how much he loves your cooking, even more than me.” Lars immediately responds after shoving another bite of the woman’s cooking.

“I know, I know him better than anyone. But you can tell by his eyes, Victor's eyes are an open book after all.” Elizabeth says sweetly.

“Enough of that. Let's change the subject at hand—there is a reason I called you all here, besides for the nice breakfast.” Victor announces, getting serious, like he always does.

“You're getting serious. Must be something about the kids then.” Enzo says as if reading Victor's mind.

“You're correct, Enzo is not just my child, but yours as well. Same goes for Nova too.”

“What is it that you want to do? We already made a plan before the three of them were born, didn't we?” Paula asks.

“That was before, we knew they were prodigies and not just Malik and Nova, I can see great potential in Ennio too, we need to nurture their potential and turn them into the best version of themselfs as we can.” Victor says getting more excited at the second, but it only shows in his eyes.

“What are your plans Victor? I know you like nurturing people with potential, to make them the best of their ability, but they are still children. They should receive a normal childhood.” Paula says, looking Victor in the eyes.

“I believe the three of them can make it to the top 10 in the academy, without doubt.”

“In this generation, you know that’s next to impossible, right. There were over 100 million children born this year.”

“I know that the reason why we need to start when they turn five. Some parents are starting now, but we will focus on their reading and writing, as well as arithmetic. Now then, when they turn five, let’s focus on teaching them the four-way system.” Victor insists on getting his voice louder.

“Kids, why don't you play out front, you too Ennio,” Amara says, getting the ‘I'm ticked off at the conversation at hand’ tone of voice.

“Ok, mama,” Ennio says while getting down from his mother's lap.

“Let's go, Nova.”

“Alright, Malik.”

“Make sure you stay by the window so you don't leave our view." Elizabeth says.

“Alright, mother,” Maliks says, going to the front door with Nova and Ennio by his side.

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As the three boys walk outside to the front yard, Nova stops and turns around to look at Malik. 

“Ennio, go ahead without us. The two of us need to talk, if you do, I'll make you a mud pie.” 

Nova says to Ennio 

“Okay,” Ennio exclaims excitedly, jumping up and down, then runs off to play in the dirt.

“Im going to cut to the chase, are you a reincarnated soul as well.” Nova says not beating around the bush.

“Yes, I am. It’s kinda hard if you are reincarnated not to figure it out eventually,” Malik says as he talks to the boy alone where no one could hear.

“Yeah, at first I thought you were some kind of prodigy, but during breakfast it finally clicked. No child acts that way even though they might be a prodigy.” Nova says then sticks out his left hand.

Taking his left hand Malik shakes it.

“Question, did you reincarnate from Earth?” Nova asks 

“Yes, I did,” Malik says.

“If you don't mind me asking, how did you die?”

“I guess you really don't beat around the bush. I got stabbed to death. What about you?” Malik says, throwing the question back at him.

“I got hit by a truck. My friend was trying to save me from a crazy person." As he says this, Malik finally realizes who it is.

“______ is it really you? I thought I killed you.” As Malik says it, Nova’s name from his previous life. Nova eyes wided.

He didn't expect Malik to be here to be dead; he had no clue that he even died in the first place.

“I didn't know what happened to you after I died so you ended up dead. That crazy bastard killed you then, what exactly happened after I died?” Nova says while looking around so no one could hear them.

Malik informed Nova of his side of the story, and Nova did the same. Nova told Malik that after he was pushed out the way, he got hit by a truck immediately. And died on impact.

“So right after I try to save you from that crazy person, you end up dead.” Malik says with downcase eyes.

“Yeah, but what's done is done, we just gotta look towards the future. A Question, do you miss Earth?”

“No, not really, all I had left there anyways was you and my dad. Now that you're here I feel reassured. I never really had that close of a relationship with my father. So no, I don't miss it, I miss the ease of everything, though." Malik answers honestly to Nova's question, just to spin it back to Nova.

“So what about yourself?” Malik says wanting to hear Nova’s answers, hoping it is different from his.

“I feel the exact same way as you, it is as if all my desires to that place have vanished, and all that is left is curiosity for this new world.” Nova replies calmly. 

“But didn't you have a family left on earth?” Malik asks, curiosity overwhelming him, he just had to ask.

“I do, but it's weird since I have no desire to see them.” Nova says, looking around for anyone.

“For now, let us use the names we were given by our parents from this world.” Nova responds while looking through the window; at his parents, his aunts and uncles—finishing up what they're talking about.

Malik nods, “Alright, Nova,” just as he says it, Nova tells him it is time to go back to where Ennio is. As they make it back, just in time, the door opens.

“You three… It’s time to head back inside. We need to discuss something rather important.” Victor says standing by the doorway, waiting for the boys to follow him inside. He is waiting to see what is about to happen.

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Once everyone was, inside the conversation starts.

“We have all agreed to start training you three now,” Victor announces with an excited look in his eyes.

“What will we be doing, and learning?” Malik asks, wanting to know at least what they will be doing.

“For the next three years, until you turn five years old, you will be learning how to read, write, speak better and do basic arithmetic. You will be doing this everyday." As Victor explains what is going to happen, Malik thinks there was still more he had not said.

“Question, father. The thing you were talking about, slash arguing about, was that the plan for this upcoming three years or after the three years?”

“After. I won't go into any more detail.” Victor says, giving his son an immediate answer.

“Nova and Ennio will be coming over to learn every day starting today, all six of us will be teaching you how to read, write and how to do math.” Elizabeth says with a smile on her face.

“It will mostly be a victory for teaching you.” Lars says as he gets up to head back to his house. 

“It will mostly be Victor, Paula and Elizabeth and Enzo too.” Amara says leaving as well.

“Well you three ready” Victor says getting up from the table and heading over to the library.

Following after him the three children agree, and begin their first day of learning.