“So, isn’t it about ti you told us his na?” Mother asked, turning to Father with a gentle smile.
““That’s right!”” Sister Celestia and sister Daisy chid in together, their voices filled with excitent.
Father chuckled before speaking, “Alright, so, he has the sa hair color as and Celestia. His left eye is also the sa shade of navy blue, but his right eye matches Mom and Daisy’s crimson.”
“Yes. His eyes look really unique and so cool.” Sister Celestia nodded and praised my appearance.
…Wait.
This is the first ti I’m hearing about my appearance.
Mother and Father never ntioned it before, and since I’ve spent most of my ti in bed, I haven’t had the chance to look into a mirror either.
So I have navy blue hair, like my father and Celestia… and my eyes are two different colors—one navy blue, one crimson?
Heterochromia?
If I had this in my previous life, people would definitely call a chuunibyou.
Mother’s voice pulled from my thoughts.
“His eyes are truly unique. Normally, people have only one eye color.”
“Yes,” Father nodded, looking thoughtful. “But I see it as a sign. His eyes represent his connection to us, to our family. He wants to love and be loved by us. But the difference of their colors… perhaps it symbolizes his refusal to be bound by the norms of this world.”
…Wow.
Father, you sounded really cool just now.
You interpreted my colors perfectly—as if you had peered into my soul.
Father continued, his voice steady.
“His status is different from ours as well. Normally, children inherit elental affinities from their parents. But he didn’t.”
He sighed, then smiled.
“That’s why… I believe he doesn’t want to be shackled by the norms of this world.”
His gaze softened.
“He was born on the first day of spring, as if declaring that he wants to break free from the harshness of winter.”
He placed a hand gently over my tiny chest.
“He seeks freedom from shackles… and I want to grant him that.”
The room fell silent for a mont.
Then—
Father smiled.
“So, I want to na him Freed. A na that embodies the freedom he desires, and one that may be blessed by Goddess Libertas—the Goddess of Freedom.”
Mother’s face brightened imdiately,
“Freed… That’s a wonderful na. Mom loves it!”
“Freed! I like it too!” Sister Daisy grinned.
Sister Celestia turned at , her voice gentle,
“Freed… Hello, Freed. Nice to et you.”
Her tone held an undeniable warmth—a quiet acceptance of as her younger brother.
Freed, huh…
I like it.
No, I love it.
It carries a aning that resonates deeply with .
Before I realized it—
A soft chuckle escaped my lips.
“Look! He’s laughing!” Sister Daisy pointed at , her eyes shining. “He must like it too!”
Father let out a small laugh, clearly happy seeing that they agreed.
“Then it’s decided. From now on, his na is Freed.”
【System update complete.】
【Designation 'Freed' has been registered as Master's na.】
【Status window available for review. Would Master like to access it now?】
Suddenly, Azadia’s flat, chanical voice echoed in my mind.
But—
【Acknowledged. Status review postponed.】
Yes.
I want to engrave their smiles into my heart.
Their happiness—this mont—will be my reason to keep moving forward in this world.
The next day, Mother sat by the window, cradling in her arms.
Outside, sister Celestia and sister Daisy trained with Father. It was my first ti witnessing live combat training.
In my previous life, my body was accustod to office work—fighting was sothing I had only ever seen in movies, ani, or gas.
But now?
It felt real.
…And a bit exciting.
I watched closely, intrigued by their movents.
Ah!
Both of them collapsed onto the ground, exhausted.
Sister Daisy noticed and waved enthusiastically, her usual energy never fading. Sister Celestia then followed suit.
…Cute.
They were training hard.
Maybe… for my sake?
It was evident they aspired to beco stronger, perhaps to shield .
The thought made my chest tighten.
Another morning ca, and it was ti for my sisters to return to the Adventurer’s Guild.
“Freed! See you next week!”
“Freed, be a good boy, okay? See you soon!”
Before leaving, they both played with my tiny hands, ruffling my fingers gently. I watched as they disappeared through the door.
Now then…
What should I do?
I woke up earlier than usual, and I wasn’t sleepy at all.
…Oh, right.
There were a lot of things on my status screen that caught my attention!
【Command received. Displaying status window.】
A familiar blue holographic screen appeared before .
⟦ STATUS WINDOW ⟧
━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━
Na:Freed
Age:0
Race: Great Human
Title:Otherworlder
State:Normal
━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━
⟬ Essence ⟭
Mana:0 / 1
Aura: 1 / 1
Vitality:1
━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━
⟬ Attributes ⟭
Strength:1
Magic Power:1
ntal Power: 1
Agility:1
Dexterity: 1
Magic Resistance: 1
ntal Resistance: 1
Status Points:0
━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━
⟬ Elent Affinity ⟭
-
━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━
⟬ Skills ⟭
— Active —
Immortality Bonds, Appraisal (1)
— Passive —
Language Comprehension
━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━
⟬ Innate Talents ⟭
Immortal, Double Natural Growth Rate, Status Manipulation, Elentalist, Learning Acceleration
Ohh!
There it is—my na officially inscribed on the screen!
Now, let’s check sothing that’s been bothering .
【Generating response.】
A new popup screen materialized.
⟬ Great Human ⟭
The higher race of humans. Great Humans transcend human limitations, achieving immortality and possessing abilities beyond the confines of the human body. They may feature natural body parts absent in ordinary humans and more.
To most observers, Appraisal will only display "Human" unless they suspect otherwise.
I lack extraordinary abilities at this point due to my current feebleness.
While I'm intrigued by the idea of possessing so kind of unique body trait, I doubt I have one
So, is it because I'm immortal?
The word surfaced under both Innate Talents and Active Skills…
【Query recognized.】
【Historical records examples include:】
【Angelic wings】
【Additional arms】
【Flesh-based tentacle appendages】
【Other anatomical variations docunted in past Great Humans】
…Wings might be cool, but tentacle hands? That’s straight out of a villain’s backstory.
Oh, hold on a mont.
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