Chapter 639: We don’t need blood ties to be a family
I realized this after my baby was a month old--he developed faster than other babies.
It wasn’t bragging, and I only based it on the babies I saw in the hospital--which...was probably not a good comparison considering most of them had some conditions--but the nannies said so.
He was supposed to be a month old, but he was big enough to look like a three-month. The way he moved his arms and kicking with his legs was smooth, more than a jerking motion. I was joking about him talking soon, but the sound he made was considered advanced by normal standards--whether it was human’s, demon’s, or druid’s standards.
Rubha jokingly said it was because of her breastmilk...which might be true, who knows? But what fascinated me the most was how focused Shwa was. I heard babies couldn’t see well in their early days, and at most, could only focus on people’s faces in front of them. They couldn’t see far yet--was what I caught.
But Shwa could sense my mana the moment he was born, and his clear eyes seemed to absorb everything around him--even something considerably far away. He was also perceptive of his environment and already understood what was said around him. Well, probably not in precise, but I had a feeling he could read people’s moods.
So smart and lovely, my son.
Ah, now I was just bragging.
There was an explanation for it though--one that did not involve breastmilk.
No matter how much I wanted Shwa to grow up as a normal boy, we couldn’t deny that his conception was a unique case. The way his body formed was different, and his soul was already complete. His soul had already been developed and reached its peak maturity, only with blank memory and sealed ability.
D’Ara said that some of the mundane abilities might unlocked with time, so that was probably why. Things like motoric skills and advanced comprehension probably came from this.
In conclusion, Shwa was like someone playing a new game plus without any memory. If you get it, you get it.