The Son of God
Prologues
When I opened my eyes, the first thing I saw was a beautiful woman with long black hair then a man who looked pretty cool in a brown T-shirt.
(Could these be my parents?)
Such thoughts popped into my mind and what made me wonder now was
(Who is this old man?)
He is an old man. He was also an upper-class old man who gracefully wagged a long white beard.
It can be said that my mother could not notice it.
The old man looked at me as he floated in the air and muttered in a heavy and firm voice.
“Congratulations on your birth”
I was immediately confused.
I immediately realized that this old man was a dangerous old man.
Not knowing when I would be eaten, I cried with all my might to tell my mother about my danger.
“Oh, you are a very energetic child.”
My feelings didn't reach my mother even though it was empty.
It was at this moment that my heart was broken.
I quietly closed my eyes, asking him not to do it, whether it was boiled or baked.
However, the next thing I heard was the grandfather's funny laugh.
“Fufu, don't be afraid. I won't eat it separately.”
(.....Through?)
“Indeed true, but what an alternative, but Dewa has a request.”
Let's listen.
“Please make a contract with me.”
(Contract?)
“Oh, rest assured. There is no contractual bond. It just gives my power to you voluntarily.”
(Can I get it for free?)
“Oh, oh. Gratis. Instead, you will definitely have a prosperous future.”
(Then please.)
“My name is Zeus. Well, it doesn't make sense to call myself anymore.”
So I signed the parents - Zeus.
Nothing special happened to the contract.
The only strange thing was that the old man who called himself Zeus had a very sad face.
“So I leave the rest to you.”
In the end, Zeus said it and disappeared with a luster.
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*One month has passed
It's been ten months since I was born, since then I haven't seen Zeus' grandfather.
My parents seemed to be a young couple because they looked like they were in their 20s.
We are not rich people who have abundant treasures, we are just a small family living in the village.
I didn't see any lights like those installed outside our house. Our lights came from candles and lanterns.
At first I thought that we were a pretty capable family because there was someone wearing a maid outfit in our house.
But maybe the servant was the sister of one of my parents. It is normal for him to clean the house.
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*Half years passed.
After listening to my parents' conversations for the past half a year, I have started to understand things bit by bit.
At this moment, I can crawl.
Being able to move is a beautiful thing.
Before, I had never felt so grateful when I could move like this.
”He will run to another place when my eyes are not watching him.“
”Isn't it good that he's moving actively? He even cried for a moment, when he was born. “
”And now, she doesn't cry.“
My parents discussed each other while watching me crawl around.
I have been an adult since I was born.
It's not about the body. His Spirit.
Because of my meeting with Zeus' grandfather.
Although I can only crawl, after I do, I understand a lot of things.
First of all, the house is second floor, made of wood, and there are more than five rooms. They also hired a female servant.
At first I thought that this lady-servant was my aunt or something, but her respect for my parents made her look nothing like part of the family.
This place is a village.
From the view that I could see through the window, there was a calm atmosphere of the field.
There were several other houses scattered around, and on one side of the wheat field, I could see two, or three households.
All day I just surrounded my house and during the day I went up to my chair to see the view of the fields. When I looked out the window, I was amazed.
Dad was squatting while picking something in this very hot weather.
(What is he doing in this hot weather?)
He turned around and our eyes met, he smiled freshly at me and to my surprise, I fell out of my chair.
My undeveloped hand grabbed the chair, but could not support my weight, and my head fell to the floor.
“Kyaa!“
I heard screams as my body hit the floor.
Mother saw me and immediately dropped the clothes that had just been washed, because both hands she cooked into her mouth. My mother also looked at me with a pale face like a corpse.
“Ren! Are you okay !?“
“Young master!?”
My mother and the waiter, rushed towards me in a panic, then carried me.
With a relieved look, he looked at my eyes, then placed a hand on his chest.
”..... Phew, thank God you seem to be fine.“
Judging from how anxious the expression on his face was, it seems that I fell down in quite a dangerous manner.
Maybe I could be stupid for hitting my head hard. Not that it will be different.
There was a throbbing pain in the back of my head. At the very least, my falling speed was reduced when I managed to grab the chair earlier.
Since my mother's reaction was not too panicked, I assumed that blood was not seeping from my head. Maybe I just had a swelling.
Carefully, I checked my head.
His expression seemed to say, if there was an injury, then it would be serious.
“To be safe.”
My mother put both her hands on my head.
“Let the blessings of god envelop and give those who have lost strength can stand up again. [Healing].”
Suddenly my mother's hands emitted a dim light and in an instant the pain disappeared.
Seeing that amazed and curious me at the same time. Even though I've seen the sparkle when Zeus' grandfather wanted to leave, I was very curious about the pain that suddenly disappeared.
“See, now you're fine.”
“What happened?!”
My father immediately broke down the door, when he heard my mother scream.
His face was full of sweat as he had just planted.
“Listen to me, baby. Ren actually climbed on the chair .... and almost got seriously injured.”
“Yahh, however, a boy should like to move actively.”
Mother was a little worried, and father did not take it as a serious thing, then he calmed mother down.
But, my mother still insisted, probably because the back of my head hit the floor first.
“Wait a minute, darling. The age of this child is not even a year. Show a little worry dong!”
“Despite that, boys must fall often in order to be strong. That way, he will be healthier. After all, even if he's injured, don't you just need to heal him?”
“But I was really worried, I kept thinking that he was getting heavy injuries, so I was unable to heal him ...”.
“He will be fine.”
My father started rubbing my mother's head gently and her face flushed red.
My father came up to me and looked at me.
“Hey son, are you okay?”
I nodded to answer.
