Cripple Ages

Time has never had mercy on anyone. Time can help you to heal your wounds or deepen them. Time makes you grow up before it finally makes you old.

No one understands what the time wants, and may no one even can.

What we understand about time is that it will always be with us and will never leave us behind until we are the ones who will leave it behind.

Bertrand has been in this magical world for six years.

He was reborn as a baby named Arthan Douglas. The firstborn of Douglas house, a house with Baron as the head.

Nevertheless, in the matter of fate, nothing has changed for Arthan. On earth, he doesn't own a left arm from birth, and in this world, he is also born with the same condition.

As a result, the same incident repeats, and again he was disowned by his parents.

The only difference was, he wasn't sent to the orphanage this time and was able to live with his parents, though as the servant of his own family.

Right, the result was the same, and merely this time, he was gently abandoned.

Arthan did not know the reason why he had to be abandoned by his parents on earth. As for his new body. Arthan is deemed incapable of safeguarding the Douglas house by his own parents when the house is already declining.

In this world, to cast some spell of their choice. The spellcaster needs to transfer some mana from the mind palace or mana storage into the fingers via the veins in their arms.

Therefore, it's all up to the veins and how much mana these veins could hold. If someone has two whole arms, they can change when one side is too sore and itchy, or seek some perfect coordination between both arms for the best possible outcome.

The more tragic thing about Arthan was, he has a superbly vast mind palace, around three-fourth of the volleyball court, that is superbly vast when considering others merely have three meters cubic at birth.

Have all the riches in the world, yet he has no means to fully utilise it, let alone play hard with it.

Presently, Arthan was in a bedroom with unique architecture; the architecture of this building showed that this was a stone castle with Gothic architecture.

However, apart from the architecture of this castle, the decorations that adorn this castle appear too plain compared to the glitz and glamourous the gothic castle should have.

"Argh-ergh, my head spinning, what in the hell happens to me?"Arthan struggled to open his heavy eyes. And only after some hard work did they slowly could be opened, yet he was then shocked by what he saw.

"Th-This… But how? Did Topaz drug me? Again?! Is he insane?!"

Arthan is very well familiar with the architecture around him. The room architecture reveals that he was on the castle owned by his family.

For the past six years, Arthan's life has been stuck, in two places, a hidden room somewhere inside his parent's castle and Harry town. Besides his life also revolves around two people, his mother and Topaz.

Topaz has been taking his mother's place to take care of him in a hidden room until Arthan was three years old, before finally, for reasons unknown to Arthan. Topaz used a sedative spell to bring him to Harry town, where they lived as uncle and nephew up until yesterday.

Therefore, it was clear to Arthan that Topaz once again has used a sedative spell to bring him back to his family's castle.

"Am I now a servant in my own home?" mumble Arthan gloomily while holding the blue crystal pendant on his neck, a farewell gift from his mother.

All memories about his mom come flooding his mind and give some warm touch to his cold world.

It may sound cheesy and a hypocrite, but he doesn't need the riches.

He can have it all on Earth, yet he is still feels empty, just like, how the small him striding the orphanage ground, so lonely and cold.

All Arthan want is to be beside his own family, and feel their warmth and enjoy everyday life.

But his appearance is too ugly, so gods always decide to take him off the canvas he draws.

Creak!

The groaning sound of the door opening creaked annoyingly in Arthan ears and woke him up from his melancholy.

A man in his late 20s wearing a black and white uniform, complete with a brown bow tie, entered the room.

This man was Topaz, the man he currently eagerly wanted to whack some sense inside his head.

"Oh! You're awake already, Arthan? Darn, what a waste of chance! I'm just about to splash some bucket if you have yet to wake up. Dang! What a lucky boy." jeer Topaz smilingly after entering the room.

Though when he saw Arthan holding the blue crystal pendant, his face changed for a second before continuing to walk toward Arthan bed and with some mischievous smile plastered on his face, he adds, "It's noon already, young boy. How long are you going to turtle up on your bed?".

reach~

From the edge of the bed, Topaz reaches out his hand up for mischief, and that's to ruffle Arthan's ears-length black hair and annoy the hell out of him.

Jolt!

Seeing Topaz's right hand approaching his head, Arthan swiftly jolted into a sitting position, trying to bite Topaz's hand.

But Topaz has been ready for this sudden attack from Arthan.

Whiz~

He smilingly pulls his hand back, waiting for Arthan to fall to the bed before he reaches his hand again and lands on Arthan's head, and make a mess of his hair heartily.

"Hahaha… you can't beat m--"

Leap!

bite!

However, before he can celebrate his victory, Arthan launches another surprise attack on his arm.

"O-Ow ouch, it's hurt… I-I'm sorry! Please just release it, Arthan! It's gone blue, BLUE!" before Topaz can celebrate his victory, Arthan launches another surprise attack on his arm.

Swoosh~ whoosh

Arthan head was swaying wildly, following Topaz's arm as Topaz crazily swung his arm around, trying to save his arm from Arthan crazy dog-like biting.

huff~ huff~

After some time passed for the stupid tug of war between the strength of the teeth and arm, both parties suffered in pain and remorse for their own stupidity.

One party was in pain because his hand bitten till it turned blue and even blackened, while the other was suffering from severe aching teeth.

"Water magic - Water blessing," mutter Topaz, he keeps making some hand signs with light blue mist covering both of his hands.

What Topaz is currently casting was his best healing spell, 'Water blessing', a level-two water spell.

That means right now, each of Topaz hands is casting two level-one spells before he will be merging them into the level-two spells, a feat that could merely be done by the best of the best spellcaster on Harry town.

'Damn, even when in pain, he still has time to show off!' thought Arthan as he saw Topaz throw a wink at him between his casting.

gulub-gulub

After Topaz finished his spell casting, a small stream of transparent water with a light blue hue; hovers in front of Topaz. And with a single thought from Topaz as the command. The waters flowed like a running river and went to where his injured arm was.

'Humph!' big envy word is written on Arthan's face when he sees the biting dents on Topaz's arm starting to puff back, and the black colour around the dents turns into rosy white, a sign of healthy skin.

Flick!

"Heh..heh.." seeing the smirk in Topaz face as he snaps his finger to revoke his healing spell, Arthan knows, it was a cue for him to beg for healing.

"Tooopaz, hoal my gums too! They were aching like hell, horry!"

"Hell no! Hahaha…" laughs Topaz while sticking his tongue out and making a clown face. "...you got what you deserve, Buffoon!

swosh swosh

Getting annoyed, Arthan throws pillows and bolsters at Topaz.

whiz~ whiz

Topaz easily dodges them and continue to jeers, "Buffoons! Buffoons! My cute silly buffoon!"

"Grrr…." Arthan lowly growl.

'Oh! I have a bad feeling about this...' satisfied to see Arthan in pain and notice Arthan ready to pounce on him. Topaz quickly dash to the door, opening it and ready to leave.

Before leaving, he playfully threw a wink and gave orders to Arthan, "Get up quickly and change your clothes! Don't wear the rags! We have to introduce you to the folks in the castle, Buffoon!"

slam!