The Reincarnation of the Red Dragon
03. My First Birthday

A year has finally passed and this is my first birthday. My parents are watching over me more than ever, as they expect me to take my first steps in the near future. They thought I was a genius because I said my first words after 6 months, I had practiced speaking before I went to bed every day and had learned quite quickly. For some reason, I have good control over my mouth and speech.

My first words were spoken to my father when he changed my diaper. He had just removed a dirty diaper to replace it with a new one, when I decided to take revenge. As my father was getting ready to put on a new diaper, I took out a golden yellow liquid with the strength I could and landed it perfectly on his face.

I started laughing, and my father's face flushed red, I got carried away and said the words "idiot" to him. Suddenly her face turned from red to tears of joy, she lifted me into the air and shouted.

"Ray, you're a genius, I know you're special"

I had the chance to do it again because her mouth was now wide open, but I decided not to do it because the compliment made me happy.

My sense of balance always disappears, I prefer to crawl on the floor, what is the need to learn to walk? It's harder for me than learning to use my hands, I'm still not good at it. I could see that my parents were starting to get disappointed because my qku had still not learned to walk. For some reason, I felt the need to please them and show them that I was truly a genius. I'll keep practicing at night.

I discovered that this world was indeed the same world that I lived in. It happened when my mother read me a bedtime story, a story about an upcoming red dragon and punishing children who do bad things, and it turned out to be Sen. If you don't guess that story about me. I am quite proud that I have become famous and even used as a way to scare children, but it seems like these stories are just fairy tales to them, How long has it been since I died and my new life? It seemed like only a few minutes had passed between me becoming a dragon and becoming a human. In my day, everyone was scared and knew about the great red dragon Sen, but now it has become a bedtime story. That's something I should pay attention to as I get older.

As a birthday present, my father bought me a sword. My mother scolded him then because of that, what she thought, getting a one-year-old sword, I couldn't even hold the fork properly yet didn't care about the sword. My father's intention was that he wanted his son to follow in his footsteps, I found that my parents' job was what you call adventure. My father was a swordsman and my mother was a witch. The profession itself seemed to be highly respected and my parents were the only ones in the city. It also explained why everyone in the city treated them so well.

Although there were some adventures in the world, witches were even rarer. I had never seen anyone else cast magic before and only saw my mother chant it at home a few times when she was angry at Dad. I wonder if one day I can become a Mage, this will make my revenge much easier.