Aeon Nether & Idol Effigy

Chapter 6- A Goblin?

*^Pinterest image of a hospital room that MC is taken too^*

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It happened around the time that I became 2 years old.

I had spent 2 years in a large oversized cot. The size of the cot was probably due to how big the screen blocking my excess skin and injuries was, when wrapped around me. The large cot was convenient, because I still fit in it as I grew larger. I also practised my mobility within it throughout the time I spent there. Although I haven't been given enough space to learn how to walk properly and the thin mattress only got more uncomfortable as I grew older.

The machine arm, which would poke in to look after me, started providing me with some good milk after I turned 1 and a half years old. Let's just say my milk was magically charged with the legal stuff. I meant that literally... The second and first abilities I have seem to allow me to see that much, even with how broken my body is. Later on I found out that the milk had a type of potion and magic crystal powder that would act as a type of elixir for people.

In fact I only just discovered why I could feel energy radiating from it and how it was helping me heal. It was the screen that notified me on the day I approximately turned 2.

The screen stated:

Congratulations! You have discovered your reward from screeching like a banshee in order to tear your throat. You have drunk the last of the 12th worlds Elixir of healing- consumable for even damaged humans to drink!

Ability upgraded-

Energy SENSE, trait CONTROL, passive ENERGY UPGRADING, active CONTROL TRAIT & ENERGY UPGRADING, rank B (upgradable)

You can now affect the energy of others with this ability, similarly to how your main ability can affect others.

After that the screen disappeared.

It scared me for a moment. This screen that had always been there sheltering me from the outside world and giving me a room to be safe inside had suddenly disappeared.

Next thing I knew the machine arm that had been feeding me was more than just a machine arm attached to the background of the black screen. Attached to the machine arm was a scary looking machine that looked like a human and was clearly broken. The electric sparks dangerously hitting what looked like a blackened wall behind it. Scared as I was I just screamed and rolled over to the other side of the large cot. My tears fell from my face that was framed by my black hair. The hair's growth has always been slow and only seemed to grow when a decent milestone passed when it came to my healing. The tears continue falling from my eyes, as I scream incoherently with my new mouth that hasn't tried to say words yet in fear that someone would kill me. I would have cried the same way if I was in my 23 year old physical body too. Fear wasn't a thing I necessarily liked to feel. I wonder if I'd fall under the mental maturity category of a disconnected baby in my past life. Perhaps that's why I reincarnated with my memories attached.

As I screamed in hopes of someone helping me or some sort of comfort my throat became sore again.

I don't remember how long I was there, since the only source of light in the room seemed like it came from the bottom of the cot and the sparks coming from the robot. But the door suddenly opened to reveal what appeared to be a woman in her mid-twenties.

"The **** are you still alive! If you're going to be placed somewhere by the hospital you should know how to be grateful! Not like I give a ****! Just shut up you useless thing! Creating problems for us!", She screamed at me non-stop.

It wasn't until she purposely tried to knock the arm of the robot into me that an alarm sounded. It was also at this moment that I calmed down slightly. Tears still running down my face and my mouth still producing sobbing sounds did not make me miss the screen that popped up again.