Hero Of Harmony

Chapter 8: Recurring Nightmare

It's been a few days since that little incident with my mana, and because of my stubborn desire to empty my mana pool, Master forbade me from practicing with mana outside; well, at least until I can actually manipulate my mana, so until then, I'm forced to practice inside the house, not like it's that much of an inconvenience.

Once my mana had finally started regenerating, the intense pain that felt like my heart was constantly being constricted started diminishing until it completely disappeared when my mana pool was filled entirely, though it did take slightly longer than what Master predicted.

Yesterday, I talked with Master about the theory that I came up with, which was the cause for everything, and she said that what I came up with would work; it should decrease the amount of time needed to sense mana and as long as you don't do something stupid like I what I did, there should be no drawbacks. If anything, I'm killing two birds at once since if I'm constantly emptying my mana pool; then I am also getting more accustomed to having low mana.

Now then currently, I'm inside my private room that Master had built for me shortly after I turned four; it's nothing crazy, just a small bedroom, but it feels nice having your own private room, especially since I don't have to share a bed with Master anymore.

'Although, while I do enjoy having my own room, I miss sleeping with Master every night; her body is so warm and comfortable, not to mention she smells like flowers.' Thought Alexander while lying on his bed made out of wood, leaves, and plant fiber, which was quite comfortable.

Shaking my head to banish such weird thoughts, I sat up and activated [Heroes Gaze] while intensely focusing on my heart so that I may be able to sense the location of my mana. After several minutes of constantly using the skill, I deactivated it when my mana was roughly twenty percent full; at this point, while I couldn't directly sense my mana, I could feel that my heart had become somewhat hollow.

However, unfortunately, even after two hours, I hadn't fully grasped my mana's location in my heart. As time passed, it became harder since my mana was constantly regenerating. Once my mana was sixty or seventy percent full, I'd repeat the cycle by activating [Heroes Gaze] for several minutes and stop just before or right when I gained the condition [Mana exhaustion].

For the rest of the day, I did nothing but practice sensing my mana, though while I didn't find it, I felt like I had made progress, which is much better than before when I didn't make an ounce of progress even after the same amount of time had passed. Well, not exactly the rest of the day; for most of the day, I practiced sensing my mana, and the rest of the day had been spent training my body; of course, this excluded things necessary for life, such as eating or defecating.

I haven't adopted anything too extreme for my physical training regime yet; however, after living in my new body for five years, my perception of extremes has dramatically changed. Even though I currently have a child's physique, I'm capable of lifting a giant rock off the ground that should weigh at least a ton with relative ease; I'm able to outrun even the fastest of Earth animals easily and don't even let me get started on my senses or perception as the status panel labels it.

'Anyways, that's enough training for today; if I overwork myself too much, I won't be able to train optimally tomorrow, well that's a lie; I managed to heal an almost destroyed heart within an hour, I'm sure a few torn muscle fibers will be healed within a few minutes or so, and it's all thanks to the skill [Rebirth].' Thought Alexander as he yawned while approaching his bedroom door.

"Goodnight, Master!" Yelled Alexander as he opened the door and entered his dimly lit room.

"Goodnight, Alexander."

Closing the door behind me, I do a little bit of stretching before getting into bed underneath the blanket, yet unlike all the other leaf blankets in the house, the one I'm using is blue and made from wool and cotton. This blanket is special to me as it's the only thing that connects me with my deceased mother; I never did get to meet her, and unfortunately, Master doesn't know anything about her either, but from the little bit she told me, she seemed like a wonderful mother. I've already visited the grave Master made for her; I see her quite often as well, usually once a week if not more, and I stay there for about an hour talking to her about my life and other things a mother would possibly be interested in knowing about their child.