I am a child... again

Sitting in front of a Christmas tree, I was observing a gift that I had obtained when I was 5 years old, in that gift was my best friend and partner who gave emotional support when my parents decided to disappear from my life because they did not want to take care of a child.

"King!!" A cry came out of me when all my memories hit me along with the ones I already had, all my worst moments were remembered when I could see a little kitten peeking out of a black box with holes.

*Bzzt* *Bzzt* *Bzzt*

My emotions spiraled out of control as anguish filled my heart when my memories from a few months ago of my parents calling me a monster, a disgrace, a hindrance, were rewound in my mind along with King's death by bullies who had the brilliant idea of ​​tying King up with powerful rockets that shattered King's windpipe, causing him to die seconds later.

*Bzzt* *Bzzt* *Bzzt*!!!

After that day, my life became harder to head because I don't have my grandmother or my best friend.

"Myau" King jumped onto my chest and caught my attention, the pain in my heart only increased as I could understand his behavior and I could see his concern for me, the same concern he showed the first time I met him.

"I-I'm fine" I said in my cracking voice that sounded a little higher than normal.

"!!!" I opened my eyes in surprise, as I was supposed to be on my way back to my apartment... where I was mugged by a drug addict.

The realization came to me when I realized that I had died and somehow I was now in the past, but I noticed that there were many changes from my past with my current situation.

The first is that I never speak Japanese and my name is not Kishida Ren... well now that's my name, something I received from my grandmother who must be watching television for now, but when I turned around, I found my granny paralyzed with the camera falling from her hands.

I wanted to get up and catch the camera, but I had King in my arms, but in that, I felt like I could touch the camera, intrigued, I followed the sensation, which made the camera stay suspended in the air with a little purple aura.

"A-Amazing! My grandson is special! I knew it!" My granny looked at herself excited rather than scared as she snatched the camera away from me, to take another photo of my confused face.

"Ren-kun, don't be so surprised, your grandpa could do the same, but he didn't control the electricity, he could see the future, that's why we have so much money" My granny caressed me affectionately while showing me the camera with an image of me turning my back to the camera.

In the image, several sparks formed in the air around me as a purple aura surrounded me and my hair rose a bit.

"Granny, can you see that purple?" I held my vocabulary at the same level it should be as I pointed to myself, but her response was what I expected when she denied.

"Ren-Kun, I am a normal person without powers in my opinion, although your grandpa would have scolded me and said that I have a lot of power inside me, but never in my life have I been able to use it, when you are older and can control better your power, I guess you can see for yourself what he was referring to, but wait for me here, I have to go for the gift that he had prepared for your mother, but that he never gave it to her because she was like me, by far powerful but not being able to use it" My granny withdrew deep into the house, leaving me with my thoughts and King asleep in my arms.

"Well... this is strange... but I can't do anything to change things and the truth is I prefer this reality than waking up again on a street bleeding to death without King and my grandmother in my life" I caressed King who found a comfortable position in my arms.

After that, my granny brought a folder that told me that when I could double a spoon into geometric shapes, she would give me the briefcase as the instructions that my grandpa left, I don't ask for more and enjoy the rest of the day with her and King.

After watching some doramas with my granny and feeling strange about everything that is different from my previous life like my new nationality, a new language, a new name, and powers.

It's amazing how I'm not paralyzed on the ground with my mind blank from a blow to my beliefs, but I'm still someone who adapts to things, even if some are more painful.

With nothing else to do after a few days of being locked in the house without any console or computer, I began to play with my powers away from King, my granny, and some electrical outlets.

King just fell asleep on his pillow in my bed, while my granny would just ask about what I'm doing every advertisement that has her series that that's every 35 minutes.

Sitting on the floor with my legs crossed, I concentrated on my toys spread out in front of me and again I had the same feeling that I had with the camera as if I could touch them without actually doing it, but it was stranger since now I could feel the five toys in front of me.

With a thought I was able to make them rise from the ground to my eye level, I had to concentrate more to be able to get them to start moving in circles altogether.

After a few hours of doing the same thing, I was able to lift the toys without concentrating so much on them, just with one thought [Float] I was able to make the objects in my vision rise into the air by a few inches, but the problem was that I couldn't even limit to which objects without having to concentrate more.

After that, I took my notebooks and basic calligraphy books to finish my tasks which were to practice writing with some basic exercises and some flat layouts of some hiraganas.

The task is simple but my control over my muscles is pathetic, something expected of a 5-year-old child, the feeling of the pencil in my hand was strange even when I tried to hold the pencil-like when I was an adult, but the discomfort of my muscles told me that this is not how I had been holding the pencil, but I had to endure the discomfort and start with the flat ones, which were points, lines, and circles.

"Ora Ora Ora!!" A scream came out of my body when I concentrated on doing my homework, apparently a behavior of this version of me that I copy from cartoons, it didn't surprise me much since I used to copy many things from video games or cartoons that I watched like any child.

Lift my shoulders and continue my battle cry as I faced the army of empty squares in my notebook and with a wave of my whole arm, I placed my strength in my hand where I held the pencil to make a point on the enemy.

A point appeared where my attack landed, the enemy suffered critical damage, but there were many more like him, in front of me and they seemed not to back down as they believe that with their large numbers, they think they will make me fall back.

"MUDAMUDAMUDA !!!" King joined in my battle when he climbed onto my shoulder and supported me with his presence to strengthen my attacks that were numbing my arm after managing to eliminate six enemy ranks.

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Ren's grandmother went to see him after Sora was lost in thought about whether it would be worth going for Sakura who now turned out to be the daughter of a Yakuza family, at that time there was a break with announcements, so she took the opportunity to go to see his only grandson who was now screaming like his cartoons.

"Ora Ora Ora!!" She was greeted by a shout from Ren when she saw him doing his homework that was just a few dots to make points in the center of the square, an exercise to do motor skills for children.

Ren didn't stop there as he let out another yell and increased the speed with which he was placing the stitches, his cat named King was attracted by the yell and climbed onto his shoulder as it watched Ren place stitches on the sheet.

Ren's grandmother only showed a smile when she saw that Ren had a better mood since he received King, a smile formed on her face when she saw how happy her grandson was now, satisfied, she returned to see his dorama and scrutinize Sakura for being so indecisive and not being able to say her feelings to Sora.