I am 7 years old now.
I've started going to school. I go to this place called "Sereo School of Education". Turns out this world has magic and schools for education, which is why my school name has 'of Education' in it.
In this world, you only have to do school for 4 years for basic language and maths. After doing the basic education school you can go on to work or join a magic academy. Can I join a magic academy, no, this shit ass system doesn't work.
"Menu."
[System Menu Opened]
[Stats Locked]
See. I have no mana core by the looks of it, and I can't even use the system to get skills. So in this world, I'm below average since I can't even perform basic spells. Thanks Ester.
Okay, okay, I'll be patient, there's no way I got a system if I won't be able to use it.
School life has been nice, I guess. Haven't been bullied, mocked or anything of the like. This is what it feels like to experience school properly. People also think I'm some sort of genius for being able to do 'advanced math'.
Turns out algebra is around college level here. Most people here don't go in the pursuit of knowledge but the pursuit of magic, which is why the science and maths here are a bit lacklustre. So, for someone who did college in my past life, I'm like a super genius. Most kids here don't care about maths, but only care about magic.
Speaking of which, why is David laughing in the corner of the room…
"David. What do you need?"
David walks across the room, still laughing, and just stands there until saying something.
"Nothing buttt. You know how you're a genius…. Help a friend out."
David shoves his book in front of my face, still laughing.
"Can you help me with this question. I know it's easy for the super genius nerd in our year."
Well, that is David, my friend. Actually, my best friend. Yes, I'm thirty-four mentally, but my body is that of a seven-year-old. So I literally have to talk to seven-year-olds. Ah shit I sound like a creep.
Like a wise man said, "If no one knows, then it never happened". So yup, no one knows I'm a thirty-four-year-old in a seven-year-old's body, so I'm fine. The kids here think I'm a genius for being able to do basic math.
"David, you're going nowhere in life at this rate. And do you need help with such basic math? A four-year-old could answer this."
"Well, these kids aren't aren't four here and they can't answer this either. Come on, Kyle, help me out."
"Fine. So you see this, just put the addition into a column and solve it."
I'll save y'all from all this boring first-grade math. These kids can't even add two numbers.
David laughs again, acting like I just discovered how to turn coal into diamonds.
"Thanks, man, that was difficult. I can't have myself failing another class", he laughs, still grinning.
"Yeah, yeah, but I ain't doing that again. I've helped you so much without getting anything in return."
"Yes, yes, my friend who can't use magic is scolding me again," he continues laughing, but even harder, now mocking Kyle.
"Hey, I'm just a late bloomer, you can't even do basic addition."
"Hey, all I'm saying is that you might have the brains but you ain't got the talent." he still laughs, but it has a sense of understanding in his voice.
"Nuh uh, you're going to see me in newspapers in a few years talking about my magic. Just you wait."
The bell rings.
"Yeah, yeah, I bet I will see you in newspapers, but not for magic," he says, finally not laughing.
"Aight, see you, bye".
David leaves the class, leaving me sitting alone in an empty class, looking like an idiot. Okay, I'm getting up I look stupid.
As you can see, I actually have friends in this life, in all honesty, I'm generally popular since I'm considered a 'genius'. In my past life, I'd be considered average, but here, I'm a different person.
I will admit, there have been two strange things I've noticed. First, why do kids here talk with so many words? I've never seen a seven-year-old on Earth talk so casually. Second, why am I so happy? It's like my trauma from my past life is gone.
Yes, I'm still a sociopath. But I can talk to people and enjoy life. In this life, I can even talk to girls, which is hella impressive; most guys can't. So I'm way happier and confident than in my past life. This all feels too good, but nothing has happened yet, so I should be fine.
The only thing I'm worried about, yes, I know I've talked about this already, but I can't use magic or my system. You saw how even my friend makes jokes about me being unable to use magic. Yes, I might be a late bloomer, but it's already late even for a late bloomer. I feel like it might have something to do with my reincarnation.
Anyway, all I can do is just hope. Just do the thing I did for most of my life…
[System Notification]
[Message: Kyle, Welcome to Estoria. The land you now know as home is nice, isn't it? Just a quick tip, be ready for your tenth birthday.]
[Message Sent from System Administrator]
What.
What does it mean by 'be ready for your tenth birthday'? That doesn't sound good. Hey, maybe I'll be able to use magic on my tenth birthday, maybe it's good?
Also, why did it say from the System Administrator? Why wasn't it from Ester? I thought Ester was the creator of the System. This message leaves me with more questions, the main question is…
Who made the system?