CH 4- First day

"Let me see the child, Irina."

As soon as he said that, the man grabbed Frank and raised him into the air so he could view the newborn baby better.

"Oho, It's a boy, Irina, and from the way he looks at us, he seems to be quite inquisitive. He's a bit skinny and pale, but that's to be expected given that he's still a juvenile, though he has the potential to grow into a great young man who symbolizes our family. "

The man said this as he handed the baby back to his mother and continued to stare at the two. Irina grumbled as she observed this scene:

"What do you think?" Would I, Irina, give birth to a kid who is less gorgeous than she is? You seem to be underestimating me, hmph. "

Irina grumbled and cast a sidelong glance. But soon, it turned to a worried expression as she attempted to get up whilst ignoring the ache; saying, "But, what's the matter with the baby? Why isn't he crying? "

"Wait, Irina; don't move since you just gave birth to him." Finn stood up and rubbed Irina on the back before cracking a mischievous grin and adding, "He looks to be a tough guy, doesn't he? Let's see how he reacts to this. "

He then untied him from the towel and gently spanked him to force him to weep.

Frank grunted a bit, disdainfully staring at him, which simply looked silly on his baby face.

"Want to play it rough?" Frank thought. "Sure! Whoever laughs last laughs the longest!" He subsequently discharged his insides and urine.

Frank began giggling vigorously.

Irina burst out laughing as she added, "Well, this wasn't exactly what we were anticipating, but it confirms to us that this little newborn is breathing just fine." Finn stared at his ruined attire, dumbfounded.

Frank kept giggling, pleased with his accomplishment. Finn had a grim expression on his face as he walked towards the toilet to clean up the mess his clothes were in.

Irina soon placed her nipple in Frank's mouth, who in turn began sucking fiercely.

He didn't mind the shameful act since he needed the milk to help strengthen his body. After all, he had been depending solely on his energy for the last eight months.

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Frank's first day as a baby was serene but far from monotonous. He had no responsibilities; all he had to do was eat, rest, poop, and occasionally make baby noises or grasp his fingers.

That gave him all the time he needed to plan his future.

According to what he learned from his father's memories, the human species was created by a supreme entity. The giant race was also born at the same time, giving them an everlasting enmity between the two.

The collision of two completely distinct races would be disastrous; especially at the very first steps of a civilization. And that was precisely what occurred.

Giants could gain power rapidly, but humans needed time to consolidate their strength.

And, since Ask and Embla were tasked with increasing the human race's population, they were the first to be slaughtered by some giants, resulting in an irreconcilable animosity between the two. After all, murdering their actual progenitors was unforgivable.

Each year, Rank 1 cultivators in all pathways employed sacrifices of numerous animals' blood in an altar that was to be sacrificed for the supreme entity, so that it would defend them from unknown danger.

It was what was originally passed down. However, following the deaths of Ask and Embla, humanity began to doubt their beliefs.

Following such an event, humans had an objective in mind: to exterminate giants. Then, from the mortal worlds and even other worlds, several Immortals came to power, such as Odin, the first Immortal. Frank believed that it was about several million years after the creation of everything, that he was born into and later reached the Sacred Immortal Venerable realm.

In a decade or two, when cultivators—giants or humans—reached the pinnacle of their world, Yggdrasil would show its might.

It was akin to riding in an elevator. After reaching the summit of the world, you would ascend to a higher world via Yggdrasil in order to gain more strength.

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His second day was jam-packed with activities, as Irina, who had rapidly recovered after giving birth, decided she was tired of resting and got up to help with the basic duties.

Frank was now able to see her full body. Despite having given birth the day before, she was as good as she had previously looked. She was a good-looking lady in her early twenties; yet, he estimated her age to be between eighteen and nineteen. She was certainly endowed in all the right areas, with a lean frame that had been refined through strenuous work. Her blue hair, that went down her shoulders, added even more to her overall beauty.

Irina directed Finn to release the shutters to let in the morning light while she made breakfast.

She pulled a few vegetables from a board and began slicing them with a razor.

Frank became rather emotional at the anticipation of such a breakfast. As one's cultivation progressed, they would have to rely on their path's energy to support their bodies, leaving food as an option.

And since being immortal means losing one's mortal shell, his taste buds had long ago dimmed.

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Frank's weeks flew by, as it was soon time for his one-year birthday...