Awakening in The World of Gods

[After few months]

I have to learn about magic and this world....

I think my mom have many types of books

he secretly take a random book from his mother's bookshelf

[Poll sat before the worn, leather-bound book, its ancient pages yellowed with age. The ornate symbols on the cover were unfamiliar, and as he flipped to the first page, a wave of frustration washed over him. The script was foreign, written in the flowing language of a time long past. The words seemed to dance across the page, elusive and incomprehensible.

He frowned, running a hand through his hair. "How could I learn about magic if I can't even read this?".

It was his mother's collection, filled with knowledge that had shaped her into the powerful mage she had become. He had always known that learning magic wouldn't be easy, but he hadn't expected this.

Determined, Poll forced himself to concentrate. Slowly, painstakingly, he began to recognize patterns in the text, recalling fragments from his mother's teachings. The letters, once tangled and alien, started to untwist themselves. It wasn't immediate—far from it—but with each passing hour and days, the language began to make more sense. The confusion gave way to clarity, and where there had once been nothing but obscure symbols, words of power now whispered from the pages.

Poll's initial frustration faded, replaced by a growing sense of accomplishment. He had begun to unlock the mysteries of the book, and with them, the path to magic itself.]

After few months of started learning

[According to the book, it describes magic as the very foundation of reality, woven into the fabric of the world itself. Magic, or mana, is not merely mystical—it is a primordial force that predates the physical world, connecting everything in existence. Throughout history, beings have learned to tap into this vast reservoir of power using rituals, spells, and artifacts left by ancient civilizations.

Mana allows for the manipulation of natural elements. Some powerful individuals have unlocked advanced knowledge, understanding that magic, when combined with scientific principles and imagination, becomes even more efficient and limitless than traditional incantations]

Okay a very confusing words but if I say in my simple words that means Mana is a something can manipulate scientific element

Hoooo….. Why don't give it a try…

Ok poll, put all your financial and scientific knowledge in this

here we go…

Ammm....!!

[Paul, barely two years old, reached out with his tiny hands, his brow furrowed in intense concentration. He had watched others perform magic effortlessly, their hands weaving through the air, shaping reality with a simple thought. Imitating them, he tried to summon the power within himself, but nothing came. The air around him remained still, unbothered by his attempts.

At such a young age, his connection to magic was still fragile, like a seed yet to take root in the soil. Though the potential was there, his bodies were far too undeveloped to channel the raw force of mana. Frustration flickered in his eyes, but the power he sought was still beyond his reach, lying dormant, waiting for the time when he would be ready.]

to much for nothing haa..!!

Well I can learn about more…

[After hours, 10 days and 5 month spent deciphering the intricate symbols and mastering the language, Poll finally closed the book with a satisfying thud. His fingers lingered on the worn cover, a quiet pride swelling in his chest. He had done it—finished his first book on magic. The dense pages had once been an indecipherable maze, but now they were etched into his memory, their secrets unlocked.

Within those pages, he had learned about the elements: fire, water, earth, thunder, light, airetc—each one a fundamental force, bound by laws older than time itself. He now understood how they interacted, how a mage could shape them with the right words, gestures, and intent. His mind buzzed with the possibilities, the knowledge of elemental magic forming a foundation for something far greater. But this was just the beginning.]

[By the time Poll turned three, his daily routine had become as disciplined as it was demanding. Each morning, he would wake with the dawn, his small body moving through a series of light exercises meant to strengthen him both physically and mentally. After breakfast, his focus shifted to something far more elusive—mana.

Every day, he practiced mana control, sitting cross-legged in quiet meditation, his mind reaching out to the unseen force that flowed through the world around him. At first, it was intangible, like trying to grasp water with his hands, but he persisted. For months, his days followed this rhythm—exercise, food, books, and mana training. Four, five months passed, and the results were minimal, but Poll never wavered.

Then, one morning, something changed. As he focused inward,

"WHoo...!!!!"

He felt it—a subtle shift, like a spark catching in dry tinder. The mana, once elusive and distant, responded to his will. It pulsed within him, no longer a foreign energy, but a part of him. Poll's eyes opened wide in surprise, a grin tugging at his lips. This was different.

For the first time, he felt control—true control—over the mana that flowed through his veins.]