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Well, well, well… it seems I actually don’t suck that much, huh?

“Reawy?” I asked.

“Hehe, indeed, Sylphy. You’re very amazing… to think that you’ve developed such strong Nature-attribute abilities … if you can make a seed of a tree that usually takes a thousand years to bloom to sprout in a few hours, then perhaps you could generate an entire forest within a day if they’re common plants…”my father said in response.

Wow, okay. Alright, calm down there, father, I-I don’t think I’m THAT amazing, I would probably drop dead if I tried doing something so intense.

“It’s still incredible, though! Maybe she inherited the Nature attribute from my family? I remember my father and big sister having it.” my mother could not help but say.

“Oh, perhaps it does come from your family, yeah. Elves are good at Nature, Light, and Life after all. There’s definitely a possibility…” my father replied.

“But even then, none of them had ever been capable of making such a seed from these mystical trees sprout before, not even after trying for years… the only method there is to sprout them is the traditional method,” my mother replied back.

“That’s right… Sylph, not only are you talented at fire magic, but at nature magic as well!”my father said all of a sudden, petting me before grabbing me with his big and muscular arms, raising me into the air.

“Such a talented little baby! You’re going to do many things in the future, I’m sure of it!” he said, smiling handsomely.

“Will I?” I asked.

“Indeed!” my mother replied.

I smiled dumbly after hearing that. I don’t know why, but it felt so stupidly nice to be praised so much… then again, I shouldn’t get so cocky.

In any case, it feels so good that I smiled like a baby.

“Wehehe…”

“That’s a cute chuckle…” my father could not help but say.

“Kind of reminds me of yours when you’re drunk,” Mother replied.

“Eh? D-Do I laugh like that?!” Father asked soon after, his expression surprised.

“Weheheheh…”

“Weheheh…”

My father began to play around with me and laughed just like I did. Huh. I guess it is hereditary.

“Hahaha! See? You laugh the same way, by the gods...” my mother said sometime later, chuckling.

After playing some more with my parents, we had some lunch where I ate some dragon stew and salad. After that, I went to take a nap.

The seed was left inside a little flask where the light of the sun reached it from the window. Fortunately, mother allowed me to nurture it every day.

On the other hand, father wanted me to nurture the farm. In fact, I was more than willing!

…But mother said it would be too tiring for me. Sigh.

He also wanted to give me normal plant seeds to see if I could instantly develop them, but mother said it was better if I slowly practiced one at a time.

If I pushed myself too hard, I might end up “crippling” my magic talent or something like that.

I don’t know what she meant by that, but it seems that those that overdraft their magic at a young age might end up becoming crippled out of their magical usage? How does that even work?

Then again, mother said that magic was like a muscle. If we wore it down TOO MUCH, we might end up breaking all its ligaments and end up with a horribly painful wound that wouldn’t heal in a short time… but with magic, that little time could take years.

Alright then. Fine, I won’t go that far…

Or so you’d think!

With the System, I don’t have to fear that, mother. Those powers are fixed into me and will never turn me crippled! With endless mana, I can practice all I want! Ohohoho!

…

Geh…

I practiced for three hours straight in the night using mana to reinforce my body or something like my father did, but it left me exhausted.

I fell unconscious after that.

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Throughout the following days, I continued to slowly nourish this little seed while having small baby adventures in the backyard and front yard with mom.

She never let me go anywhere by myself and carried me in her arms for everything.

I couldn’t say I dislike it, she’s very lovely and I really like to be in her embrace…

But being constantly given milk from her massive breasts is becoming a bit tiring.

Elves do really have them massive, huh.

Wait, will I have the same massive assets as my mother when I grow up?

I can’t help but imagine myself as a sexy elf with long red hair and a seductive expression on my face… wide hips and massive breasts, beautifully thick thighs and- ahh! I shouldn’t imagine this!

Damn, if I truly become as pretty as mom… I’ll definitely end up having a bunch of guys tail me from behind. So annoying… I definitely prefer to be ugly just like in my previous life. At least, without a pretty face, these rapist bandits didn’t try to do anything to my body when I fell unconscious. Well, mostly because they thought I died back then.

Ugh, better not talk about my previous life if possible…

The only thing I wish is for my mother and sister to be fine.

I can only hope… it’s quite saddening that I can’t go back there, I’m not even in the same world anymore, quite possibly.

The only thing I have left is hope, and hope is something one should never lose.

Hope is what drives someone when there’s nothing left.

With hope, I was able to rescue them. With that hope, I trained and trained… until one day, I finally found them, taking down the bastards that took them away from me.

I just wish… I could have spent some more time with them after rescuing them.

My ending was quite abrupt… and anticlimactic.

I guess I’m a big softie… I couldn’t see any more of my friends die in front of me, so I ended up… sacrificing myself.

I hope they also met their families again…

I like to think that they’re now living peacefully in a village, farming, and living a good life like the one I’m currently having.

Everyone… I hope you’re doing fine, wherever you may be.

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