Ch 1: Memory Loss. Who am I?

Due to severe headache I woke up,my vision was blurry, moments later to my surprise I found myself behind bars! '... What the fuck' I blurted out but only a babys cute cry came out of my mouth, "yaya!"

"???"

Only after a few moments I realised that it was a crib! I was a baby! Not long after later I realised a crisis, I couldn't remember anything.I tried thinking hard but to no avail.

But soon the most disturbing question came to my mind ' who am I? What is this uncomfortable feeling?I felt rage, hatred, pain and many other unknown emotions burning inside me', which ofcourse the baby me couldn't decipher...

My messy thoughts were interrupted by a delicate pair of slightly tanned warm snowy white hands next moment our eyes met.

Maybe it was motherly instinct or maybe she felt the movement inside the crib I didn't know which it was but a stunningly alluring woman in her early 30s captivated my attention with her enticing presence.

Her lustrous blond hair framed an oval face that exuded both maturity and experience. Deep red irises in her eyes added a touch of allure, drawing me into her gaze. With a well-defined figure, plump breasts, and gracefully rounded hips, she embodied a captivating blend of elegance and allure.

A surge of warmth and closeness flowed through my heart, all those uncomfortable, painful and distracting emotional turbulence vanished in an instant.

'This lady... felt so familiar yet I couldn't pin point her relationship with me ' I thought to my self trying hard to remember.. It didn't take long to find it out when one thought crossed my mind 'Mother...'

"Oh my!Why is my baby looking so confused?" She giggled and placed her velvet red lips on my right cheek. A warm honey like sensation ran through my little body from my cheeks. I giggled "hehe..."

"hoho my naughty little child is enjoying his mommy", with a smile as bright as the sun she revealed a portion of her long robe. I didn't notice before but she wore a shabby looking robe of 1800s maid.

A huge snow white bosom with a lovely pink nipple on it, from where a single drop of milk could be seen overflowing due to the pressure those devine melons while getting released from the jail of clothes. It was sharp contrast tor her slightly tanned face and arms, which imply her hardwork in the sun.

But my attention was on that pink nipple, I had a strange urge to pounce on and devour everything that is inside it.... She pressed her nipple with her index and thumb then put the nipple in my mouth...

'It tastes good,umm', a little salty , but very sweet, thick and little creamy like honey. I continued to suck on her nipples for almost half an hour, interchanging between right and left breast.

In the mean time she started narrating stories about kings and queens (as a parent does to his child).

Strangely enough I could understand each and every word , thought she was speaking a complete different language. Though as a baby I couldn't pin point my feeling but it was....very strange. I didn't have energy to think and felt very sleepy.

Seeing the baby asleep a deep sigh escape Helena's mouth,"What have you done to my son Paul, you took him away from me but never revealed anything...and now you can't even say anything even if you want. Can't you see how much pain I am going through ?" she complained at the sky taking out her frustrations and sadness. A drop of tear rolled down her beautiful tanned face.

Since then my daily life was monotonous and except for the feeding time. Only during that time mother told me many stories about demons, dwarfs ,elves, magic, undeads and few other races. Further she often told me about hunters, guilds, magic academies and Empires. While these were very interesting to me and all I did was to take them as a 'story' not giving them any mind. It was not untill four I found out how wrong I was! Rest of the time I would eat, drink, poop and sleep.

Just like that 2 years passed.

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I saw a man with a rough built handsome stature black hair standing with his back towards me. He had a sword in his arm and seemed very injured his clothes was dyed red and....he was protecting me?

In the far right corner I saw a lady tied up in chains bleeding her clothes were tattered and torned as if someone assulted her. She had whip marks on her fair skin pieces of clothes with red skin sticking to it was scattered around her. That scene horrified me to my core.

But then I focused on her face and.... my heart skipped a beat , rage , pain , hatred and many other emotions gripped me. I felt dark hands from deep Abyss was pulling me away from that woman and I couldn't help her...."Mommyyyy..." I cried out.

I woke up and found myself being hugged by my mother. My face deep buried between her soft melons. I looked in to her eyes but couldn't see her face because of darkness.

"Conjour flames" I heard a melodious but resolute feminine voice which soothed my turmoiled heart in an instant. Mom lit up the room hugging me tighter and asked in the softest voice possible as if any loud voice would harm her precious gem that she was holding affectionately.

"Zeun, did you see that nightmare again?" she wispered into my ears. Her warm breath and lovely voice grazed into my ears and my trembling heart to calmed down.

I nodded in silence.

Without anymore words she put the 4 years old me on her lap, loosened her night robe and revealed one of her huge jugs and shoved it between my lips. I happily sucked her nipples as warm milk started gushing out of it and began filling my mouth. My other hand was holding another of her bosom and playing with it.

I fondle pinched her nipples squeezed her breast rubbed them between my fingers and played with them untill i fell asleep.

"Hnnngg...."

a slight muffled moan escaped Helena's mouth. Her lustrous blonde hair fell on my face as she kissed me before before laying me down on bed...

Seeing her son in pain for months her heart ached. The memory seal is breaking at a much faster pace than I calculated , his innate darkness element is too strong for the seal.

Darkness element an element known and feared for its power of curse and corruption.

I Helena , as a mother should be happy about it that my son has awaken one of the rarest element as his innate element but I couldn't help but wish he had some other element. I don't want him to fall in darkness and despire due to his extreme past experiences.

Though a baby my child has a mature brain of a child which doesn't match his age. It happened when my late husband Paul took my one month old baby to the most dangerous forest in this continent The Everlost Forest also known as the Forest of Spirits as a large number of Nature spirits are found there. Since then Zeun's maturity advanced to a teenagers brain.

If one thinks about it, its quite wierd as a mother to deal with her baby whose maturity is atleast 10 years his age. But after I sealed his memories, he became my sweet little baby again.

Our family was a happy one untill one day our own relatives turn their back on us and tried to kill us. They succeed in their goal of killing the strongest Level 7 Aura Lord in the Kingdom, my late husband Paul von Rosewood crown prince of Rosewood Kingdom. The person responsible for all this is Paul's own brother Gabriel von Rosewood.

Things escalated when he poisoned my food and tried to sexually assult me on Zeun's one year birthday celebration. My husband was injured and bedridden.

Paul sacrifices his life to save his only wife Helena, the most beautiful and talented 7th tier Mage Lord in the Kingdom and his new born son Zeun von Rosewood.

After being chased for 6 months we finally escaped their pursuit and took shelter in a village near the borders of neighbour Kingdom of Voldamort.

Unable to get rid of the poison while being chased ,my Mana Veins corroded thus dropping my Rank from 7th circle to 5th circle. It was also because I tried to seal the memory of my son as I don't want him to spend his childhood days remembering how his aunt a Succubus Demon sucked his father's life force while his mother got poisoned harrassed and assulted. I want my son to atleast spent his childhood days making happy memories. I also want a daughter to accompany him in his childhood days helping us making happy memories.

The magic nectar bottle which Paul gave me,oh how embarrassing! This again brought back memories.I was very angry and embarrassed because he gave me that bottle with his essence in our academy days. That bastard scum got his ass beaten for that and wasn't able to sit for 3 days. Paul ,the strongest knight in his academy became the joke after getting beaten by the prodegy of mage academy.

As she was reminiscing her happy days a nostalgic smile appeared on Helena's beautiful face.