Fate Weaver's convergence

C24

Tired...so tired...

"Urp...blegh"

Does this old man really have to hit so hard?

My body convulsed momentarily as I vomited onto the grass; the exhaustion and dull pain that was wracking my body was beginning to stack and reaching its fever pitch. I had started training with Callum two weeks prior, and my body still was struggling to keep up with the onslaught. At the moment, I was currently sparring seriously with Callum. He had given me an hour to regain my footing just now, and I was reflecting on the events of everything that happened since nearly a year ago.

It's been roughly eight months since my eighth 'sun.' I turned nine, maybe two months after that, so we finally had a concrete time of my birth and when my sixteenth 'sun' would come to pass. I actually started referring to Hatsumi as 'Mama,' who was glad to know her 'little girl' was that much closer to actually making it to adulthood. The fact that children died quite frequently unless kept under watch grew more evident as time passed. Recently Mother has tried getting me to connect with other children in the area, but things were just too awkward; it really was bad in this city. Either children had to grow up in a close-knit set of families to gain any form of social skills,' or they had to learn fast and form teams from there when they were let off the leash to be adventurers or take on whatever job their families secured for them. This city was struggling from a form of social starvation not too dissimilar to what earth suffered through and after the war. Because Mother didn't want me to have to outright join her team and be put in too much danger for a beginner, she actively tried to network with other parents in the city on her off days.

On the subject of off days, I managed to finish my lessons with Lorn. She had privately scolded me around a month in; she could see all of my stats, not just strength. So she began ramping up the skill level of everything she taught me. Surprisingly, the further we got into the language, everything began clicking in place. The easiest way to describe it would be as if paths in my brain were at some point there, only reappearing as Lorn guided me. We managed to learn that I had difficulties with anything related to Va-ren; I wasn't sure why. Lorn brushed it off with some excuse about 'The state is old, it could be the level of information and blah blah blah.' Which I obviously didn't believe. She pressed me to drop it, so I've been trying to catch up on it by myself with no luck so far.

Why the hell couldn't I handle the information? It was as If my mind was scrambling itself the minute it made it in.

Learning more about Damus, It was under the rule of half a dozen political figures. The owner of the keep at the center of the city was Baron Victor Frederick Cranton, he was in charge of governing the city and the surrounding territory, which included a handful of trade routes and villages. The significance of knowing him was tied to the fact that Mother and the others were brought into his guard and protected the city from raids for a short time after the purges in Morus. Mother was apparently a really strong mage, so she was held in the position for some time but put up with it. After a while, they allowed her to leave, and she rejoined the others. The Baron was still favorable to her and the rest of the team, so he may ask us to visit from time to time. Personally, I was hoping not to get involved with that level of difficulty. If this world's politics were anything like any part of Earth's old history. I would prefer to stay uninvolved; I didn't want to think of the plethora of ways I could be killed that were separate from the already natural dangers present.