stranger

looking at the red moon, a young man who looks in his twenties wearing a long black wool coat

"it's that night huh"

he turned his head and continued walking through the forest, sensing the intense dark energy coming from the west he changed direction, getting closer he sensed a large number of Grimm even demons are also going toward there from all directions.

"are they attracted to something? let's first go check it out"

running in lightning speed he made it to the village, the weird thing was none of those Grimm are breaking into the houses, they didn't even care about him so he just followed the line while observing them, for bloodthirsty monsters no killing intent came out from them, they looked docile .speeding toward what seems their destination,he then heard a baby's cry, rushing toward the voice with his utmost speed he got to see a Grimm holding a baby without hurting him, waking up from his stupor, he cut their heads then went to pick the baby as he met with shining red eyes and a crescent pattern in the baby's head that kept dimming and brightening, two figures dashed out from the house, the man rushed toward him while the woman struggled to walk.

"benefactor, thanks for saving my son, can you please return him to me" although he said that he was obviously vigilant and anxious.

" i can, but you must know that if I do so , your house will be swarmed with Grimm even demons"

"Wwhat do you mean??"

"i don't know why but your son attracts them, you don't realize it but a swarm of underworld creatures is all heading toward here"

"what do we do??"

"I would take him away but I got something urgent to do,i'll come back for him after I'm done , for now, let him wear this necklace it will conceal his scent and here this little statue will protect your house in the red night "

"where would you take him and why take all this trouble,i know it's rude to question my benefactor but please understand I can't help it"

" you should be, because I'm really doing it for my own good, your son.... eeeh if he's really your son, made such a grand event there's definitely something behind this, I have a guess and I'm not sure about it besides if nothing comes out of it i can just make him a martial artist or a mage, someone who can attract that much attention can't possibly be a waste"

veins bulged in Odin's father head, he was screaming inside ' what do you mean if he's really my son?? are you telling me I'm wearing a green hat??' but he didn't show it, as he tried to ignore it focusing on the mage and martial artist part who doesn't know those who practice these are considered the apex in the world and the most respected between people.

"I'm thankful, I can't even return your favor "

the stranger holding the baby stared at that pattern with interest

"after all it would be a crying shame ", he whispers then gives him to his mother who looked already ready to retrieve her prize she then tucked him between her clothes, she then looked at him hesitant to talk

"what is it?" so he put charcoal for her to fuel

"When will you be coming back??"

"i don't know it might take 5 years,10 years, or even more "

'sigh' she was relieved at least she can take care of him a little bit longer.

while looking at the stranger's leaving back, only after it has disappeared that they realized that they forgot to ask him his name' three days passed and the red night was still going night and day this never happened before. Thankfully it stopped on the fourth day but even so Odin still didn't wake up, but they at least can call the healer.

after Odin slept for a day, the pattern in his head returned to the old diamond one, so the healer didn't get to see it and the parents weren't planning to tell anyone about it, what if they blame him for the Grimm's attack ?!

"no internal or external injuries, it might be that the red night took a toll on him kids are sensitive after all, when he wake's up let him drink this "

On the fifth day Odin finally woke up, he opens his blue eyes and glanced around the room looking lost

'i'm not dead ?! what about mom and dad are they ok ?'

'WOAAAH'

a dish fell and broke in the kitchen, then footsteps come running toward him

"my baby boy,you finally woke come, hurry drink this " she put a small bottle like a chemistry tube into my mouth

'hmm Mint flavor,it now came to me that I'm extremely hungry

"WOAAAHWOAH" give me food

"you must be hungry " I knew it mothers understand you best.

times passed, now I'm 5 years old and I already can run, speak and finally draw ritual diagrams, it appears more like summoning Pokemon, but instead of it i summons cloths and objects, this is the least I can do without alarming my parents, sure I hide what I summon I even got my dad to build me a small house, it's crumpy but it does the job.

in my past life I was a conman but i also was talented especially in drawing, so drawing these diagrams was a piece of cake, still, I need to take precaution and study it well before summoning, rituals are no laughing matter I might cause a huge explosion just by putting a misaligned line or maybe worst I'll be possessed by someone or something as they say 'always keep one's bag of precaution '.

after that night, I swore to get stronger no matter what the cost, that was how much I hate the helpless me that day. I also heard that the man who helped us is someone great and that he might be a martial artist and a magician and he will come back someday to take me with him.

he sounds sketchy and who knows he might use him for his experiment or cultivate me so he can possess my body 'shiver' i just realized that all my thoughts always turn to into me being possessed, was I watching too many movies??! so here's the plan I need to get stronger as much as I can since I don't know when he is coming back.

though I hope he's a good guy.