Mana Core 1,

Besides that, the pace of my training was strenuous and slow, but I was getting a pretty big head start from everybody so I wasn’t complaining.

I was in the middle of gathering the mana particles. These past two years, have not gone to waste for I finally gathered all of my mana into my solar plexus and was in the middle of condensing it into a mana core when… BOOM!

REYNOLDS LEYWIN'S POV

BOOM!

Currently, 3/4th of the house is gone…

What happened?

Luckily I was with Alice in the front yard for a bit after dinner but… Art….Little Art is still in the house…

“ARTHUR!!”

Alice’s face drains of all blood as I see her go pale, eyes wide in disbelief and worry. I nudge my wife down while covering her with a temporary shield that will last for a couple minutes.

I rush into the direction of the explosion, shielding my body with a layer of mana over my skin. The debris from what’s left of my house is constantly thrown towards me as I reach deeper into the source of the explosion. After fighting myself through the scraps of what is left of my house and several pieces of rocks, I see it.

My son had the all but noticeable translucent barrier around him. Better yet, the pushing force of his awakened powers is what caused this explosion. He was floating in the center of a crater that cleared 3/4th of our house as well as our entire backyard.

Haha…

My legs gave out and I just landed on my knees while I continued to gape at this sight. My son is almost 3 years old and he awakened. Only 3…

“I didn’t know whether to laugh or cry”

“Reynolds! Honey!”

I glanced back at my wife with my mouth still hanging from shock. She managed to slowly make her way towards me, after there was no more debris to be thrown out.

She was making half-steps towards me, covering her face with her arms to shield what she could from the strong pushing force still emanating out of Art.

“Reynolds! What happened? What’s going on? Where’s Art?”

I still couldn’t find my voice so I just pointed my finger towards the direction of our son.

While confused, she looked at the direction I was pointing at and all she could manage to whisper was, “Oh my…”