Five years passed.
I was now eight years old.
Every day, I secretly trained my power. My parents had no idea that I
possessed such abilities.
On that same year, my younger sibling turned one year old. His name was
Dendi Tako.
As for me, my name in this new world was Scy Tako.
One day, I was helping my mother with housework. She only allowed me to
do light tasks because I was still a child.
What she didn't know was that my body was already far stronger than
normal.
My father worked as a hunter in the forest together with his fellow
hunters.
In this world, those without power were treated as low-class workers.
They farmed and lived simple lives.
We lived outside the kingdom, growing fruits, rice, and other crops.
As time passed, I noticed my mother was getting older and tired.
So I said, "Father, I want to become an adventurer."
He replied, "No. You're too young. You don't have power. You will only
get bullied."
I felt sad but said, "Father, when I turn ten, will you teach me
swordsmanship?"
He sighed and said, "Alright. I will teach you."
"I'm sorry. I only want to protect you, your mother, and your sibling."
Tears fell from my eyes.
"I will become strong. I will become a Sword God. I will protect all of
you."
The next day, I began training.
Even though I had power, I trained with the sword every day.
Three years passed.
I was now ten years old.
My father and I had a sparring match.
Clang. Clang. Clang.
Then—crack.
His sword broke.
He was shocked, then laughed and lifted me.
"My son, you are strong. You can become an adventurer. We will support
you."
That night, my father celebrated with his friends.
"This is my son! He will surpass all of us!"
They were amazed.
Then I said, "Father, I have something to show you."
I revealed my power.
Energy surrounded me.
Everyone froze.
My father laughed proudly.
"This is my son! He will surpass us all!"
Everything began to change.
End of Chapter 2: