Chapter 1: My Mom is a Princess

Editted by Aria Red

"Claudia, wake up sweetie, it’s time for lunch.”  Hearing my name being called, the little me was very reluctant to part from the warmth of Galbraith’s soft white fur. Unknown to mother, I had stayed up all night reading books I had smuggled from father’s reading room, making it harder for me to wake up the next day, —that place is like a personal library—it was seriously hard when I could barely walk so there was a lot of crawling.

            Well, putting that aside, I didn’t want to let go of Galbraith! His fur is so soft and fluffy it was really addicting! If you ask if I was being childish, then I was, but hey—I’m still two years old, I can be as childish as I want now while I have the chance.

              Knowing that I didn’t have any intention on waking up, Princess Rosema—I meant my mom, pulled me away even when my tiny hands kept on holding on to our household dog, but since I didn’t want to injure him from pulling out his fur, I ended up letting go.

            My mom shouldered me until she had me sit on a unique chair specially made for toddlers. I never liked those chairs. For a child’s chair why did they make it so tall; do you know how scary it is when I looked down from that chair? Well, resistance was futile so I had to sit there while being fed, at my age, it’s a little hard but I could somehow manage to feed myself (I’m not that spoiled) but my mom is unfortunately, a doting parent.

            If you don’t believe me then you should see the massive four volumes of my picture albums she collected, and that didn’t include the pictures she took on her--what do you call it?—cell phone, and also the video ones. After she fed me, she took my plate and washed it along with her own. No matter how many times I see it, seeing the princess wearing an apron, cleaning, cooking, and feeding her child just like an ordinary housewife still feel weird to me who knew her as a princess in my past life, AND SHE’S MY MOM NOW!

            Well, it’s still more believable than the fact that I was reincarnated with the memory of my past life.

            How did I recognize the princess you say? My mother—I meant my past mother—was a maid in charge of attending her. As a commoner, I couldn’t get quite close to her but when we had the chance to speak, we hit it off quite well. She would secretly teach me reading and writing and other things. I’m immensely grateful for that. Afterward, she and my mother got involved in an assassination, which led to their death. She was only 13 at that time.

            My past father who was overcome with grief took me away from the capital and that led the change of my fate. I was around 7 years old at that time. It was a tragic moment, which I didn’t want to remember, but now seeing her making funny faces as she tried feeding me and made loving faces as she dot on me, I couldn’t help but feel glad she was given another chance to live her life peacefully.

             “I’m home!” a voice came from the front door and my sister came running to the dining room. She is in primary school, in fact; she has just attended the primary school. She has a brunette hair worn in a twin tail. She has the same obsidian eyes as her mother, and has a few freckles on her cheeks but she still looks charming.

“Welcome home Beth,” she kissed mother on the cheek and then she went toward me and kissed me on the forehead. Since it tickled I couldn’t help but laughed and she took it as a sign that I liked being kissed and kisses me either on the forehead or cheek every morning, noon and evening.

            “I’m home Claudia,” said Beth. She ran off toward her room but stopped and turned when then the red apple that had been on the basket of fruits floated toward her. “Beth, how many times have I told you to not use your powers inside the house!” Beth widened her eyes and said “Sorry, forgot” then ran to the second floor. “Honestly that child—” mom sighed.

            There was another shocking truth after I realized after being reincarnated, and that was the fact that I was born into a world—no, into a future world where the people called espers exist.

             I was surprised enough knowing a future where electricity, planes, cars, robots, phones exist that I almost died from culture shock. The future was beyond what a person from the 17th century could have imagined. It's like living in a fantasy world. At first, I truly thought I was reincarnated into another world, but that wouldn’t explain why not only the princess, but my two best friends, Lise and Astrid were reborn as my sisters, Beth and Karen.

            With the memory of another life, I thought it’d be dangerous not knowing the common sense of the current time so I had spent my time researching what is what and the norm of this era. I had to observe more intently, the speech and gesture of the people every time I went outside and watched TV with my family. Some are soap operas which I found to be the most realistic kind of TV show there is.

            Right now, the gist of my current life is, my family has my mother, farther, and two sisters. My mother, Adrianne Robertson is a retired reporter, a famous one at that but now a housewife and my father. Micheal Robertson, my father, is an employee of a private company. Both of them are normal. On the other hand, the eldest daughter, Karen Robertson is a fifth grader who can use clairvoyance and the second daughter, Beth Robertson who can use telekinesis, both of them are Espers.

            My name is Claudia Robertson, whether its fate or coincidence, I was named the same as when I was in my past life. According to my studies, after the people whom are called the scientists researched the potential of the human brain; they managed to unlock the possibility for humans to wield power they were only able to dream of. According to studies, although humans use 100% percent of their brain, to ‘consciously’ use every part of them was impossible. Normally, people are able to consciously use about 10% of it

            To give an easier example. When we are using muscles for certain activities and using our brain to brainstorm or to calculate, we are 'purposely' using our brain and making use parts of the 10%. However, we cannot control the metabolism of our cells, the amount of hormones we're giving out, or the speed of our blood flow. Then they asked themselves, what if we could control what we couldn't before?

             When one for instance is able to control the amount of their growth hormone, then one can adjust their own growth to their wish. If one could switch off their pain sensory, then one would be able to not feel pain. If one could control the cells in their body, it might be possible to change their body to their heart's desire.

             The result made a phenomenal breakthrough that resulted in the birth of people known as Espers. Currently, there are roughly 0.001% espers out of the earth's population. Additionally, after a few secret intensive studies I found out one thing that dreaded my heart.

            Magic doesn’t exist.