(POV MC)
Earlier, I had a strange dream about me waking on top of a golden sea with gray fog all around me. I could only see two feet in front of me, I saw three objects in the light gray fog.
I saw two orange moons above my head, which dyed the fog a bit orange. Deep within the mist, I saw a huge black and blue flame, which looked to be chained down by golden chains coming from the golden sea below.
I had planned on telling my parents about the dream after I got ready and went downstairs. But, the moment I went down... I had... I had... forgotten about what again?
Soon enough, I sat down quietly. While Inside the living room, I was sitting on the L-shaped couch. The walls were painted light gray, and the birchwood floor was the theme for most of the first floor.
I disliked the entire downstairs floor choice, I had almost always been wearing socks downstairs. The entire upstairs floor had carpet, unlike the first floor.
The kitchen & bathrooms had white marble floors. The bedrooms, hallway, and everything else downstairs had birchwood floors. I was the only one wearing socks downstairs usually. My parents had owned this place for over twenty years, and by now, MY ISSUES were something they had gotten used to ages ago.
The control my Dad had over the thermostat downstairs was unbelievable! It was usually the same temperature as the fridge most months for some odd reason.
My large black safety blanket was my only true oasis in this icy world.
My Mom's agreement was odd for this madness, but thankful they had enough sense, to not do this during winter... They weren't that strict upstairs about the temperature though on the bright side.
The entire house was usually divided into two layers. The upstairs was always warm, and downstairs was basically a snowstorm 24/7.The only time they raised the temperature was during the winter seasons or else It was always chilly.
'Why did I think of that again? I had already thought of it earlier in a different way. Why am I thinking about this? I'll worry about that later... My head is feeling weird...' I thought as my mind started to wander a bit.
'Did I see a spider on my ceiling when I woke up... No, you didn't, that's right, I didn't see anything...' I thought as I started to relax.
Today was a different story. I was sitting on the downstairs couch with Mom sitting across from me. The trials I dealt with in other months weren't an issue today...
Today is the day I officially began stepping into the mysterious world. The same world my parents have been living in for who knows how many years.
'I can see three toys downstairs, and no other toys can be found around the house. The subject's Mom was sitting on a chair in front of the TV close by the coffee table in the middle. The subject's Dad was on the recliner sleeping with a newspaper on his face.' ??? Thought as it stayed hidden away from sight.
. . .
I started to zone out as I started to feel the need to look around for some reason. I was more or less looking at the birchwood floors to pass the time as my Mom got ready, but something was calling my name... I looked around the room and found a white spider with black eyes on one of the light gray walls... The spider's back had a symbol of a black book on it.
'What the hell is that thing!' I thought.
I found it weird, but the more I...I...I thought of it the less I recognized it.
'What's happening to me... MOM' I thought as I turned to look at Mom as my mouth was unable to make a sound. But forgot why I was looking in the first place.
"Sweetie, today we will be talking about many important things alright so make sure to listen closely. The first topic will involve us as a family and the powers we have access to." My Mom said before she paused to look at me.
'Why is my son zoning off... Wait what's that white blur on his shoulder... What was I thinking about again... Oh ya, I need to teach my sweet baby boy everything I know. I can be such an idiot sometimes.' She thought before focusing on teaching once again.
"Just like your father told you yesterday, I am a witch who uses magic. Sweetie, the magic we weld is something we inherited as a family. The source of this power dates back to your great-great-grandfather, your great-great-grandmother.
Grandpa Max was something of a rare & powerful human with incredible levels of magic power. He may have also had a unique taste for certain kinds of mythical races. He married two women, one was a 1st generation shapeshifter, and the other was an ancient witch." Mom said as she had started to talk about our family history.
"Mom, your grandpa sounds pretty powerful." I said.
"Sweetie, save your comments till the end, but yes he is very strong, but Ben is stronger!" She said as she kept going on.
'Who's Ben? I'll just wait till the end to ask.' I thought as I listened to Mom talk about our history while Dad was sleeping nearby.
"Our family's abilities come from both Grandpa Max and that dirty witch." Mom said as she started to crush a piece of the wall she was gripping.
"Mom, why do you keep calling her a witch instead of her name?" I asked as Mom kept looking mad whenever she talked about my great-great-grandma.
"I'll tell you when you get older, but thatbi—- womenis one of the reasons we have magic!" Mom said before going back on topic.
"I won't talk any further about this. The talks of magic are for another day. Your father kept going on and on yesterday about my magic, yet forgot to mention he also had powers.
He uses something called cursed energy and has a tool forging cursed technique. Cursed energy is like magic as to succeed you need talent." Mom said as she pointed to Dad sleeping on the recliner.
"Do I have cursed technique as well? If I have the magical potential I got from you, then I must have inherited a cursed technique, or whatever." I asked hoping for the answer I wanted.
"No, sorry Sweetie, but you are disabled in the Jujutsu sorcerer world. It's not that you don't have a cursed technique, but it was formed incorrectly. You have a massive pool of cursed energy as well from my tests, but something is stopping you from accessing it." Mom said as she got up to hug me and talk a bit closer.
"Yesterday you were able to see cursed energy since your body awakened that day. Something changed within your body that caused you to be able to see them clearer. Before your awakening, we noticed you saw cursed spirits, but they were all blurry and couldn't be fully seen. We usually destroyed all the ones around the house. We also did the same with any you pointed out." Mom said as she suddenly summoned a lollipop for me.
'So I wasn't crazy after all, those blurry bastards existed, but my parents kept saying they weren't real.' My hands tightened at the realization of all the lies I faced over the years. I calmed down as I knew it was for me in the end knowing them.
"Just a reminder, these are the results we found from the tests sweetie.
1. You can see cursed energy and spirits, but not use any techniques or the energy.
2. You have a powerful magical potential, but no magical knowledge to use it.
The other two abilities you have are strange, as no one in the family naturally has these abilities. Your blood has some sort of purifying properties, so any sort of corruption, curse, negative energy, or object can be fully purified with your blood.
So in theory, it's harder for you to be possessed by an evil entity in general. This might also be one of the reasons you can't use cursed energy. But since your father can still see your cursed energy it seems unlikely.
The last ability you have is some sort of teleportation ability. We don't know any of its activation conditions. So we will do some training and tests in the future." Mom said as she kept saying other details, but they went over my head.
"Are those all the abilities I have, Mom? Does that mean I can be like Superman and save the world?" I asked while I got off the couch to start jumping around with a smile.