2: Literally born with a silver spoon in my mouth

Space warped and shifted all around me and I couldn't feel anything anymore except the pulsing headache in my head.

Damn that system god, wait system god? What am I thinking now?

Who's the system god??

Where am I? I died right? So where am I?

Suddenly the black 'space' I was in 'spat' me out and I found myself in a squishy place. 

According to my research, I'm in a woman's womb by now. I can't wait to see who I'm reincarnated as! 

Better be an elf or I'll rebel against the heavens!

In my mind I called out 'system!' but nothing worked. That's weird, maybe I'll be one of those 'late–blooming–MCs', haha. 

Okay, I'm definitely getting crazy, wait, I've always been crazy, maybe I'm crazier.

Haa…

Will I have to wait 9 months? No, I can feel my whole body so my mother is definitely in the late stages of pregnancy. 

What if I get reincarnated as an half elf? I'll definitely go up to heaven and rebel.

What if I get reincarnated as a fey? That won't be so bad since they're my second favorite though I'd still want elves.

Hm? What's this, I can feel some movement beside me. Then I get struck by imaginary lightning.

I'm a twin!

Haa~ there's nothing I can do 'bout it now. 

I start to feel another type of movement and the blob of water I was laying in started to move forward. 

Happiness started to take over me and I pushed my legs in joy propelling me a little forward. 

The blob of water caging me and my twin in broke and I slid out of the space I was in with a smile on my face, at least, a facial expression that bore semblance of one.

Here I come world!

The sound of a man's voice flowed though my ears and I shouted in joy which only came out as baby screams. 

[The sentences with # at the beginning and end of the sentences means the language spoken is one that our MC dosen't understand.]

#"He's a boy! Uh what's this?!"#

The man grabbed what was in my mouth and he muttered.

#"A spoon?"#

I too was confused, Why was there a spoon in my mouth?! I tried looking but I couldn't see properly. My vision was blurred and for a second, the thought of being born blind flashed through my mind and frightened me. 

Another baby cry filled the room and my twin was brought out of a screaming woman.

A bunch of baby clothes and blankets were worn over me and my twin and we were placed on a bed. 

I closed and opened my eyes a few times and my vision was cleared. An unfamiliar ceiling greeted me, it was wood unlike the metal-reinforced ones from earth.

I turned a little and I was able to see a candle held up in a holder on the wall and some leather gauntlets and a bow hung on the wall.

Reincarnated in an adventurer world – check, Old style stuff – check, Reincarnation – check, Elves – … check? Wait, CHECK!!!

I looked at the man who has pulled me out of my new mother, he had soot black hair and orange eyes that reminded me of the sunset and they were currently filled with care taking care of my mother.

As for her, looking from up to down, she had whitish-purple hair that fell down her shoulders tousled and rough. Probably from screaming out her soul during childbirth.

She was asleep with a peaceful expression on her beautiful face and her ears were ON HER HEAD!!! Wait, kalm, kalm, kalm… phew… MY MOTHER IS A FEY!

I'm getting too many shocks for my little heart here! The word fey, is just another name for the beast-kin, all the cute lolis with ears on their head, I never paid mind to those little–, Language.

My mother's eyes slowly opened up and her lavender purple eyes looked at me– us, with tears welling up in them.

Aww, don't cry mama. 

I give her a baby smile and I make cute baby noises. I throw away all my maturity and I laugh as she picks me up. 

To hell with maturity, I'm a kid again, might as well enjoy it.

The man from before come back and he picks up my twin brother and sits on the bed beside mother. Looking at thim, this handsome guy is definitely my father.

#"They're both boys."# he says in a happy tone. 

I don't understand cowdung but I guess he's happy judging from his tone. 

Aah~ Life is bliss.

4 years later

Fast-forward 4 years later and here I am on our fourth birthday, Me and my twin brother were named Asher and Cashel respectively. I'm the older one in this twin relationship and our personalities are totally different.

While I'm quite calm and respectful in the house, Cashel is quite– very brash and his superhuman strength makes me scared a bit. He drills holes in trees just by throwing stones!

I requested getting separate rooms several times but I was refused until Cashel broke the bones in my left arm in the night when he was sleep walking. I woke up screaming and he didn't even wake up!

He's always getting scolded for getting into fights in the neighborhood but he crawls his way out of it with a cute face.

We were both standing in front of a table that had a gigantic cake on it with a knife made of mithril iron, something Cashel couldn't break yet. Yes, yet. Mother said his strength would only increase as he goes further with our bloodline which he awakened 6 months ago.

The door opened up and 6 year old boy came out with an arrogant look on his face, he took a glance at Cashel and I and a disgusted look appeared on his face and his pointy ears twitched.

His name was Evan, my half-brother. Cashel and I both hated him and his siblings. Yes, my father was married to two wives and my mother was the second one.

"Let's get this over with, I can believe I'm wasting my time on some half-blood mutts." he said out loud.

Cashel bared his fangs in anger, "Come here you bastard! I remodel your face with my fist."

Another footstep could be heard and a woman in black gothic dressing with a black hat walked inside.

"Now now, nobles aren't supposed to use such foul language, you should be more like my son, Cashel," she said.

"Like I'd want to be like this piece of noble dogcrap!"

I simply watched everything with an emotionless look on my face. This wasn't the first time something like this had happened and it always ended with a–

*BOOM*

Cashel's body was flung across the room like an expired doll and he crashed into the wall breaking it.

As much as I loved my brother, I didn't interfere because the last time I did, I ended up like Cashel. For an unawakened to challenge a crimson core mage, it was simply courting death.

I bowed and made an apology and picked up my brother and left. 

"Let's go, this is another disaster of a birthday." 

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A/N

Do you guys think all step-mothers are evil?