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Seven: Nen baby protage

I can truly say, life as a baby was boring, it did have it's fascinating moments. Even though as of right now I was nothing but a week old baby, it helped that my mind and memory was still that of an adult. I'm kind of glad now that I asked to keep my memories, it would have been too much for me to have to relearn everything once again.

Being a baby however, not once did I receive dreams from Hisoka or Illumi. I heard incoherent thoughts and whispers but never actually their voices an it made worried if I ever see them again, so instead, I paid cose attention to my mother and father.

Speaking of my father....

My dad was a weird one, but he was strong. He constantly told me stories about the clan that I'm a part of. They were particularly well known for producing very strong Nen uses, sometimes too strong. He classified me as being the next one in line too strong for my well being and always told me that he'd do anything he could to protect me from the world.

He also noticed I wasn't normal and what triggered it was the scars from my previous life. They weren't there the day of my birth but because I was weak old and still settlinninnmy new body, they started appearing in cluster all over my body u til they were all three. Sometimes at night I'd hear mother and father talking in their room and inwwsntnaure because my haring was heigned or I'd they were being loud thinking I couldn't hear or understand them.

Not only that, I became interestingly aware of my surroundings, dad even found himself one day telling the tales of the land we lived on. Apparently we were at the edge of the city known as "Glam Gas". From what I read they were professionally known for producing very weird people, also a particularly well-known character derives from here.

It's odd, I said I wanted to meet him as soon as possible but part of me, a big part of me wanted to avoid them at all cost, especially the magician...Hisoka Morow.

So may thoughts ran through my mind that I ended up focusing on one thing, how strong these people were....

Dad from what I could measure, was particularly stronger than most I've seen thus far. If I could rate his strength, his Nen, his mental capacity, and his analytical abilities, I would put him over the Zoldyck family. From my memory of reading Hunter Hunter back when I was still alive, the Zoldyck family was very well known and very formidable, people from all around the world wanted and paid for their protection.

Even though the Zoldyck family was feared, they were wanted by many.

My dad and most of the people of my clan however, were feared, so feared that no one wanted to even be within a 6-foot radius of them. It was all because of the horns that I've seen on most of the people's head here. Though I was lucky not to get them, what really stood out for me this time around, apart from my scars, was my pointed ears.

Turns out my mother was a type of magical beast. Here they call them something different, but from where I come from they were known as elves. My dad from where I come from would even be considered a demon, though that's not what he was. It wasn't just the horns he had however he had these intricate markings, more like runic symbols that decorated his arms and legs pretty much every visible orifice of his body.  And quite honestly it made me curious if I'd ever get them, I thought they were cool.

I also seem to get the white hair from him, though my mother hers was as dark as oil. There was many other things that I noticed that I do not want to talk about right now, but I recorded it to memory. While I waited to grow up I decided that even now I would work on finding a way to grow my Nen and strengthen it.

From what I remembered, you have to meditate to open your aura nodes, so while laying here in this damn crib I decided that would be the best way I occupy my time. Without further ado, I close my eyes and let my mind go blank.

And like before, I was dragged into a memory... One of the many few good ones I had....

[TEN MONTHS LATER]

A little over my 10-month mark, I was already doing things that most babies at this time were not doing. My father had an inkling that I was a very different child, different than most. It was confirmed when I told him who I was before I came into this life here, I even went as far as to tell him about my scars because he appeared to be skeptical.

For a while he never acknowledged my tale until he noticed me acting way more mature than I should have been. Not only that but I had successfully mastered all stages of Nen. I mean he wasn't necessarily surprised about that considering that this clan was well known for mastering all stages of Nen. It was why the people of this clan were so strong.

That wasn't even the gist of it, I found myself literally challenging my father on a day-to-day basis. He will constantly say before that I was too young to spar, a reminder that I was almost a year old, but with the solid punch to his face one day made him take me serious.

Now it became a constant thing, a routine that I always did. And quite frankly it kept me in shape, and it was fun it was better than laying in a god forsaken crib all day. I was literally chiming at the bit trying to get out and iron my made my fathrlook at me in exasperation.

"You know Kiwi, I've said many times, you're a lot like me in terms of strength. Maybe you're even stronger than me, stronger than anyone I've ever seen." My father stated as we sat down and watch the setting Sun. It was something we always did every time we finished aspiring match we always set and watch the sunset and the stars go to the sky. It was one thing we bonded over, I was a very much in love with the Stars beyond.

I looked over to my father, raise it and eyebrow while I bidding to the piece of fruit he had handed to me.

'Do tell, what do you mean?'

Instead of speaking, I was using sign language. Only because I didn't want to use my voice, it wasn't that I couldn't speak.

He watched the movements closely before he looked back at the sky. "I don't know if it's because of your reincarnation, or whatever pain you were still in the previous last before. But every time I look at you I see it in your aura, I see something in your eyes waiting to explode. You're literally a Nen baby protege. And if anything were to happen to this clan you would carry on that legacy."

He knew damn well nothing was going to happen to this clan, though it didn't stop me from looking at him with the troubled expression before I started signing to him frantically. He started laughing and then he went to pet my head " Nothing is going to happen to either of us, least of all you. Just know that whatever you decide to do, me and your mother will always support you."

  The runic symbols seem to Glow as he spoke, acknowledging his oath, making it very clear what his intentions were. I just smiled at him, laying my head down on his crossed leg, watching the sky. "I love you dad... Thank you for not making my second life a living hell, but one filled with loving memories." I whisper, hearing him chuckle in his reply as he gently ran his fingers through my wild white mane. It wouldn't be too long now before I'd make my presence known to the world.... And to theme... Maybe sooner than I would like..