I woke up the earliest out of my family, that's because today was my fifth birthday! The day I'd finally start learning how to use magic.

"Mom! Dad! Wake up!" I yelled while jumping on their bed.

"Okay... Okay," my dad groaned.

The breakfast that morning is one I will never forget. It was delicious pork with a side of apples.

Afterward, I started opening my gifts First, my grandparents got me a cool leather jacket, and My uncle got me a cool straw hat! My brother got me a plant from our garden, my mom got me a book to learn magic! And finally, my father got me a sword. This was one of the best days of my life...it all goes downhill from here. After my grandparents and my uncle went home we played some card games.

"Today was so fun, thank you mom" I said to my mom as she was washing dishes for dinner.

"Of course honey its your birthday after all, but it's not over yet this dinner is going to be the best you've ever had!" she said triumphantly

"Yay! also mom?"

"Yes?"

"Can I go play with Mizu?"

"Of course! just be careful"

"We will!"

"Come on Mizu, let's go!"

"Okay!"

Me and my brother went outside to our garden while it was still light outside.

"Tag your it!" My brother yelled while running away.

"Ah damnit! I'm going to get you Mizu"

"Haha, you can't catch me!"

My brother was always good at tag. He was way faster than I ever was...wish I could show off to my little brother a bit more but oh well.

Mizu stopped. The air was hot.

I ran and tagged him of course.

"Your it! Hm?"

"Mizu?"

He pointed behind me...

I turned around... to see our home..our town enveloped in flames.

Tears started to flow down my cheeks.

"Mom..." Mizu said softly.

I fell to my knees. My brain couldn't fully process what was happening, but my little brother managed to build the courage or stupidity depending on who you ask, and ran to our home as fast as possible.

"MIZU!" I yelled as loud as I could.

"no..."

My entire family...gone on my fifth birthday. I saw a man with red hair and a scar going down his right cheek with a spear in his right hand. He was the one who killed my family...I was sad, angry, but most of all...I was horrified.

Apart of me wanted to fight him and get revenge for my family but...my legs just started to move in the other direction. I ran, I ran as fast as I could giving everything I had I ran and ran until I saw an old man.

I ran up to him begging him for help.

"Please...please help me" I said while breaking down in tears.

"Woah Woah calm down, what happened?"

"My Mom, my dad, my brother...they're all gone"

"So your from that village that sent a distress call. Those damn Polkato mercenaries"

"I dont want to die..."

"You wont. I promise"

I let out a cry, the loudest cry I've ever made.

This was the start of my new life.