Mythos The Zalzi

"Who's a good boy?" Mythos's mother said, pinching his cheeks.

"Tsk… I grow tired of being called a baby!" He thought. For two months, he never had a moment alone.

The ferals were not like humans. He had spent every moment since his birth surrounded by others.

In the mornings he spent the entire day in his mothers arms, unable to move about as he pleased.

In the afternoon, his mother took him from place to place, showing off how lovely her blue horned son was, and talked about how, "He was the next savior of the Feral race"

Instead of placing him in a crib at night, his mother wrapped her arms around him cradling him to her chest.

"This sucks! I can't do anything! Being a baby is the most annoying thing in the world! But…."

"Come it's time for your food!" His mother said extending out a nipple towards the edge of his chin.

"Hehehhe" Mythos thought grabbing his fair share of milk. "Maybe its not so bad."

"Ok," His mother said putting him down, "Mommy has to go to the bathroom! I'll be right back!" She said, leaving him in his crib.

"Finally!" Mythos said. "Now its time to see what kind of magic I can do with this Feral body!" He exclaimed.

"Oh Devine thunder that crashes down from the heavens! Thunderbolt!" He exclaimed. A small spark of lighting came out form his fingertips, barely large enough to be visible

"Damnit!" Mythos sighed. "Since I've become a child my mana is a fraction of what it was before! My great powers are useless in this infant body!"

"Curses!" He said, thrusting his fist towards the ground.

As he thrusted his hands towards the floor, blue shards came out from his hands like a spiky ball, shooting out in all directions. As he slammed his fist down, the spikes penetrated the floor tearing up the wood into a bunch of splinters.

"Oh my gosh! What was that!" His mother said running into the room.

She came into the room, seeing her 2 month old child sitting on top of a bunch of torn up wood.

"Uhhh wha wha?" Mythos said.

"Surely she will see this infant using his powers as a sign of genius!" He thought sticking out his chest

"Not the demon again! Ill have to call the witch doctor!" His mother screamed

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!" Mythos screamed

It was 3 holy washes, and a very close call with Mythos's penis getting snipped off again, but after a few hours he arrived back in his room, laying in his mothers arms.

"Dear god…" Mythos thought. "These people are incredibly superstitious… one more act of genius and I'll be out of a penis"

Mythos looked back at the metal shards he left across the floor.

"Was that Magic?" Mythos said, examining the floor he had destroyed. He looked at the palms of his hands amazed by his potential. "But I didn't do any incantations... and I definately don't know any body transforming spells by heart..."

"There there, '' his mother said, patting his head. "What startled you my dear.."

"Roooof Roof!"

From the corner of his eye, Mythos saw a rabid dog, unlike anything he had ever seen. It's teeth were long and black with crystals coming out of the tips. And its body was long with an armored fur, that looked like sheets of metal carved across its belly.

"Dear god! A vanise! What is one doing so far from the jungle!"

"GRR WOOOF!"

The dog barked jumping in through the window and chasing after Mythos and his mother.

"My baby!" She cried holding Mythos in her arms.

"GRAAARR"

The dog barked running at them as they ran up the steps of the house

"Damnit!" Mythos thought. "I can't use magic! But If I could just figure out how to smash the ground again!"

Mythos's mom fell to the ground just as she reached the highest step landing with her back to the ground.

As the wolf ran up the stairs she cradled Mythos in her arms protecting her.

"Wait a minute" Mythos thought. "Those spikes came out of my hands when I slammed my hands to the floor… I didn't cast a spell or anything.. Wait a minute that must mean!"

As the wolf pounced on him and his mother Mythos broke free of his mothers arms and raised his fist at the wolf.

"Foolish creature! I will destroy you with the might of a thousand fists! You will regret the day you challenged the mighty Mythos!"

"WAabab Ubagaga" Mythos's mom heard.

"Baby nooooo!"

Mythos curled his hand into a fist focusing all of his mana into them. As he aimed for the wolf, instead of just punching, he imagined his hand growing spikes and pushed those spikes out of his fist.

"Ruuurrr"

Mythos's fist smashed into he wolfs stomach knocking all of the wind out of hits body, as he twisted his baby hips he sent the wolf crashing out of the side of his house, creating a whole in the wall where he was standing.

"RRRR WOOOF!" The wounded creature barked. After a few moments of regaining its balance, the creature was gone.

"My… baby did that?" Mythos's mother said covering her mouth.

"Ohhhh here we go! I'm going to have my dick cut off now!" Mythos thought.

"My baby is a Zalzi! Great spirit! Thank you for this blessing!"

"A Zalzi?" Mythos cried what is that?"

The very next day, a man dressed like a hunter came visit Mythos and his mother. After examining the hole in the wall, he asked to see Mythos's hands.

"Show me child" He said firmly "Show me Strength! Grrrr!"

"I'm not an infant! You barbarian! Haven't you bozos figured that out yet!" Revealing his hands he made the spikes come out of his hands.

"Nizhóní!"(amazing) The man exclaimed. "This is amazing, he can manipulate his mana already! This usually doesn't happen for at least 6 years!"

"Does that mean he will become a Zalzi like you? Will you train him?" She asked

"Train him? He is too young! A hunter must be able to feed themselves and live off the land! I will take him once you have finished breastfeeding him, But we will at least do the ceremony! Call for the doctor!"

"Nizhóní!" Mythos mother rejoiced. "My baby is a prodigy!"

"Finally!" Mythos said cracking his neck. "I get the respect that I deserve!"

After a few minutes the doctor from Mythos's birth appeared once again.

"Whatttt! What is he doing here!" Mythos said crying like a baby.

"It's ok! It's just your ceremony baby!" His mother cried. "We are going to circumcize you for becoming a Zalzi!"

"CIRCUMSIZE!!!!" Mythos screamed "By that guy!"

"Don't worry" The doctor said pulling out a pair of extremely sharp scissors. Mythos could see rust and buildup of some kind of dark fluid run all over its jagged edges. "I will be extremely careful"

Snip! Snip! The doctor went with his scissors

"WHERE THE HELL DID YOU GET YOUR DOCTORS LISCENCE? SCIZZORS ARE FOR CUTTING WOOD! NOT FOR CIRCUMCISING BABY'S! WHAT IS THAT FLUID? BLOOD? DID YOU CUT YOUR DINNER WITH THOSE? ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME! CURSE YOU Maȟpíya! CURSE YOU AND YOUR RUTHELESS BABY TORTURING PEOPLE!" Mythos cried.

"GOO GOO GA GAAA!" The doctor heard.

"I think he's very excited about this!" The doctor said holding Mythos down.

"SCREW YOUUU!!!" Mythos said beginning to cry. " I SWEAR THOSE ARE THE FIRST FERAL WORDS I'M GOING TO LEARN!"