Forge Hammer

It's Hard to be born

Wrapped in a dirty old clothes covered with stiches, a baby whom just opened his eye's to the world cried. his thin and fragile mother whom cloth is of no difference held him to her chest closer to her, calm him with her warmth to sleep.

I was scared they were faces I didn't know, plus being un-able to speak or even control my limbs is more terrifying, you can't blame me for crying any person in the same position will be terrified, good thing I keep passing out or I will turn insane.

it took me about two weeks until I got used to it, yea yea it happened multiple times, what?! do you think something happening to you only once, is all you need to get used to it, you don't understand and I don't blame you.

about the time I got used to it I realized that I was always in this shade of a house dirty and barely holding it self, at the least it had no holes that allowed anyone to peak, we never left the house nether me nor my mother and she was a beauty of a lady, a black long hair and.. ahm... let us not go there.

I wasn't the only born in the house there was one before me, he was the one accompanying my father out all the time. while me and my mother stayed, the reason I don't know, yea you might say that all I could do is listen and that is enough to learn every thing, but let me tell you that I couldn't understand a single thing of what they say, I thought I was born in some kind of tribe that just reached the iron age or something.

Three years is what it took me to fully understand their language and speech, I am not that into learning it's boring, I prefer sleep and I wasn't even trying, will either way I figured why we were not allowed to leave the house, so you know we were not on earth is what it seemed after they talked about monsters and dragons that had to be true, and we were living in the slum of a kingdom, where some were attempting to steal and sell any thing and anyone, even there neighbors children's, women's. there was no safety.

My father and brother who was in his 16's of age were setting on front of the door trying to buy and sell anything they could from and to passers, oh and  that's also include stealing them and reselling their stuff, and at the same time keeping guard.

I was still not allowed to leave, so I had to do something while staying home, I didn't wont to be soled as a slave so I listened to what I was told, the world isn't that simple, if you are asking about magic yes the world did have magic and it's costly, a single book cost fortune and to have some one tech you magic is hard to happen especially in the slums.

But strength is needed also a job is needed, so I trained I used the knowledge I had from my world to train and build up muscles, since we had a low amount of food I had to fast at the least 2 days of the week, from what I know it's also good for the body, I would wake up on the morning eat some food wait or do other stuff for an hour and then train I do push ups, squats and other cardio trainings all though out the week.

thank goodness I had a friend whom was a fitness crazy, that I had learned from him some stuff. I can't remember everything but I work on what I have and figure out the rest. this was my daily routine, at first my father and brother thought I was playing and ignored me, but after a while they asked me to stop what I am doing because I looked like some turned crazy trying to push the ground and dancing in wired ways, since I was a child of 3 - 4 years old nothing I say was explaining what I am doing to them, to them I was crazy but mother didn't care what I was doing as long as I am safe she always stood with me.

I always wore a long sleeve and loose cloth that doesn't show my body and I wouldn't allow them to see my body even if I took a shower I would do anything to hide my self, which solidified the fact that I was crazy to them, and that wasn't my intention all I wanted was to no get dragged to work, since from when I was born till now their behavior have changed a little, and I was getting a dangerous vibes from it. 

And When I reached 10 it was confirmed to me that they have gone insane from something, robbing people and killing them with the neighbors whom they were wery of, and since my mother couldn't give birth anymore my father threatened to use her to get money since she got useless to him, and my brother did nothing except laughing and agreeing to my fathers words, and that is the last dinner I had with my family before I fell unconscious.

Before I came to this world I was a normal person and I had a normal family, and my life was a normal one where stuff needs can be afforded and others stuff not so we had to deal with it yet all our daily needs were meet, we had food to fill our stomachs, and bed to sleep in, and the place was safe where the only danger was people to get mad at each other, but I wasn't mad at anyone and no one was mad at me, no I was happy I was with my family laughing after dinner and then I went to sleep, I just went to sleep expecting the next morning... 

When I came to my senses I was in carriage chained up and gaged with a cloth so I don't scream but I disparately tried to, as I looked right and left for her but as many others whom chained in this carriage with me non of them was my mother, but I still screamed while my eyes teared, I still tried when my heart cried, have you ever lost anyone so dear to you like this, I pulled and dragged my self to the end of this cage to see the distant kingdom and realized that there is where I am from, I tried to plead, so hard I tried, but no one to hear some laughs, some tears and other grins at me.

That's the end of my start and where my story begins.