Birth of a Savant (23/12/2311)

At the instant of his birth, a stranger entered his land, and at the moment of his first cry, the cataclysms that had wracked the earth for five years now exhibited their destructive power for the first time.  In fact, it was coinciding with his first cry that his own father met his demise at the hands of some unknown force.  It was no surprise then that the fate of this five year old boy would be tied so closely to the fate of the world with which he had such a powerful bond.

His insight was not the only thing that set this young boy apart from the rest of the world, as it seemed that the world itself had a hand in just about everything this child did, almost as if he had some form of celestial assistance.  Even as a child he exhibited savant like abilities, and his mastery of his surroundings was uncanny, and his instincts seemed adeptly attuned to the world around him.  To his still grief stricken mother, it seemed as if these abilities would precede some form of super natural ability, but not even she could brace herself for the abilities that the child would exhibit.

Like the Oyan prince that emerged on the day of his birth, he too seemed to exhibit mastery over the forces of the planet, though he was more attuned to the odd energy that mana seemed to cling to, rather than the magic that the prince had found so native.  At five years old, this made him quite a handful, his intelligence quota growing exponentially everyday as well as his physical prowess.  It would only be a few months before his powers developed to the point were he was capable of flight, and gained the ability to project the raw energy from his limbs.  With another few months he would gain the control necessary to concentrate the energy into inert fields, allowing him to exhibit a unique form of telekinesis.  With another few months came his ability to format the energy for more specialised effects, first fire, then electricity before he could do more amazing things like summon the energy into tangible constructs.

His poor mother did her best to hide her child’s anomalous abilities, but it was not long before news of his abilities spread to the outside world, bringing more attention than she could handle.  It would be on the day that she was about to give up and end it all that her saviour would arrive at the house, offering to take care of the boy, while she tried to rebuild her life.

“Yet another debt to be repaid…” was all that she remembered the man saying as he took her son and walked out of her life.  It would not be long before she forgot his name, then his face, then the face of her own son and even that of her dead husband. 

Some say that after that day she became a mere shell of her former self, but she would say that for the first time in five years, she was happy again.

“Paid in full.”