As snow fell across the Iyr, little Jarot yawilting his head back, before he saw the upside down face of his father. The boy smiled towards his father, who tio gently brush his hair.

  “Are you still sleepy, Jababy?”

  “Yes.”

  “Do you want to go back to sleep?”

  “Yes.”

  “Oh dear, oh dear. If you go to sleep, you won’t be able to eat your potato.”

  “I do not want to sleep.”

  “That’s what I thought.” Adam finished brushing his son’s hair, which was as long as his sisters, falling down almost to his shoulders. Adam leaned down to kiss the boy’s forehead, before letting him go, going on to brush his you son’s hair with his hand. ‘I really should do more with you…’ He pnted a kiss oiny boy’s forehead, hot to his lips.

  Larot gred to the side, letting out a huff.

  Adam cut into his twin’s potatoes, the children watg as the steam rose from within. Jirot reached for the potato, but Adam grabbed her hand, tig her palm with his thumb. “Let me butter and salt it, first.”

  “Okay,” the girl replied, squirming slightly as she narrowed her eyes, plotting a mischief, before deg against it sihe potato was almost ready.

  “Uncle Shikan,” Adam called, while he led fried meat withi of his potato. “I’m going to ask you for a favour soon.”

  “What is the favour?”

  “I ’t ask yet,” Adam replied, his lips f a small smile, filled with an i mischief.

  ‘…’

  “Daddy, what ah you doing?” Jirot tilted her head downwards and raised her brows, as though daring her father to act up.

  “You will see.”

  Jirot raised a fiowards her father. “You ah making trouble?”

  “I am always making trouble, since I am your father.”

  “So smelly, daddy.” She pulled back slightly, cag as she reached for her grandmother’s sleeve.

  “How you bully me like this, my dear?”

  Jirot looked away from her father before returning back to the potato, pig it up with her tiny hands, before slowly biting into it. To her, the potato was almost like salya in the way it easily gave in to her teeth.

  Adam stared at his little girl. The girl who spoke so much, and caused him so much trouble. He recalled her when she was smaller, and would smile so joyfully towards him, just like now. Her smile then was more i, though she would always leave him the best gifts within her clothy. His children always looked at him with such delight, and he was gd the Iyr had raised them so well while he was out adventuring.

  ‘So mas…’

  It was te afternoo happened.

  It was any other day within the Iyr. The Iyrmen moved about, moving this thing over there, and moving that thing over here. It was not the seventh day of a week, which meant Adam was enting.

  ‘Please, Bell.’

  [That is not how it works.]

  ‘Please.’

  […]

  XP: 15 200 -> 200

  ‘Thank you.’ Adam felt a deep chill within him as his Experience slipped away. ‘Thousands of gold and even more XP. Still, it’s more than worth it.’

  Adam returo the estate with a small smile, one he could barely hide. Luced over towards him, Jarot within her arms, and Jirot upon her back, her arms ed tightly around her neck. However, the pair squirmed away from her to follow after their elder siblings to embrace their father now that he had returned.

  “Daddy, what is this?” Jirot asked, pointing towards her father’s face.

  “It’s called being handsome, my dear,” Adam replied, kissing his daughter.

  “Nooooo!”

  “Ah, you mean these?” Adam lifted the gsses off his face. The rims were thin, the gsses rge, and awkwardly shaped, rger oer side, and narrower when they approached the hese bad boys were popur where I’m from.”

  “They are gasses?”

  “Gsses, yeah. If you had these, you were sidered cool. Do you know what we call these?”

  “Gasses!”

  “What kind of gsses, though?”

  “Daddy’s gasses?” Jirot asked, reag up to grab them, though Adam quickly grabbed her wrist.

  “Let daddy put them on you.”

  “Oooh,” Jirot said, feeling the tingliion through her face she wore the gsses, which almost fell down her face as they barely remained upon her face.

  “Aviators.”

  “Avitis.” Jirot said, looking around, though the gsses dropped off her face. “Ock!”

  “Oh dear, oh dear,” Adam said, while Konarot picked the gsses up ahem up for him. Adam smiled, rubbing her nose gently, taking the gsses from her, ing them with Tricks. “I suppose avitis is close enough?”

  Adam put them on each of his children, who looked through the gsses, finding the world looked slightly different, causing them to stumble even though they were only standing. Adam crossed his arms. ‘Should I just give it to my kids?’

  Karot wore them, pinning the temples to the sides of his hands with both hands.

  “Look at my handsome son! ow!” Adam said, ing his arms around the boy, pulling him close to his chest. He peppered his son with kisses all over his fad cheek.

  Karot smiled, giggling lightly, before he melted against his father.

  Lanarot also wore the gsses. “Papa, I am handsome too?”

  “Of course you are,” Adam called out, brushing the girl’s cheek. The girl grinned wide with her pearly white teeth, before eventually darting off to her mother. “Alright, I think it’s time to give the gsses to our Inakan, don’t you think?”

  Shikan gnced aside towards Adam. He had thought it had something to do with him, but he hadn’t been so certain. “They are for Inakan?”

  “Of course. Inakan will definitely look the cutest with those gsses.”

  “They are too big.”

  “They’re magic, so they should fit her after she wears them for a bit.”

  Lanarot eventually shuffled to her cousin, pg the gsses on her face, with Shikan’s help. Inakan reached up to the gsses, feeling the etal against her fingers. However, she gnced around, noting the still blurry forms arouhough they were not quite so blurry as they used to be.

  Shikan pulled the girl to her while the girl’s eyes sed across his face, her eyes darting along the defined shapes and colours across her father’s face. She smiled, reag up to her father’s faoting her hands, which she had never quite seen before in such detail. Her lips formed a wide smile, and her eyes stared deep within her father’s for a moment.

  “Daddy!” Inakan called out.

  “Inakan,” Shikan replied.

  Inakan blinked upon hearing her aring down at her father’s mouth. Her fingers grabbed at his lips, and she pulled them up to see how his flesh stretched, before seeing his teeth, eaow separated rather than one long blurry white salya within his mouth.

  “Daddy!”

  “Inakan.” Shikan brushed her cheek, rubbing her h his thumb, pushing the gsses up slightly.

  “Inakan,” Arokan called, while her daughter gowards her mother, her ears twitg slightly.

  “Mommy!” The girl cackled as she reached out with her arms towards her mother, whht the girl into her bosom, kissing her cheek and neck.

  “Thank you, Adam.”

  “You shouldn’t thail you hear about the entments.”

  “What do they do?”

  “They’re hard to break, and they be summoned. She just o focus, and they’ll appear with her. They have to be in this realm, but yeah.”

  “…”

  “Ah, right. She’s… she’ll be good at seeing things and hearing things, and she’ll be able to see in the dark too.” Adam decided against saying more. Teically, she wasn’t just good at seeing things and hearing things.

  AvitisRequires Attuhese gsses are difficult to break. These gsses may be summoned as a Swift A as long as they are within the same realm as the user. While wearing these gsses one is sidered Mastered in the Perception skill.While wearing these gsses one may roll Perception checks requiring sight twid take the highest.While wearing these gsses one gains Darkvision up to 50 metres.

  ‘They are like the Eyes of the Eagle,’ Shikan thought, though they were slightly different. “Thank you.”

  “Any time.”

  Inakan tio squeal as her mother talked to her. “Mommy!” She reached up to feel along her mother’s face, the sight of it so different, but the feeling was defihat of her mother. “Mommy!”

  “Inakan,” Arokan replied, embrag her tight.

  “I will repay this debt,” Shikan said.

  “Don’t mention a debt,” Adam replied, waving his hand dismissively.

  “Daddy!” Jirot called. “Inakan see?”

  “That’s right. The gsses make Inakan see.”

  “Ooooh! I see, daddy.”

  “That’s right, you . Inakan always had difficulty, but now, with those gsses, she see eveer than you.”

  Jirot blinked. “No! I see so good! I eat all the tatos!”

  “That’s right.” Adam ruffled her hair.

  “Cousin Adam,” Taygak called, approag the half elf. She pced a hand on his shoulder. “Good.”

  Jirot’s hair swirled as her head sowards her father.

  “That’s right, I’m very good, aren’t I?” Adam smiled.

  The other children swarmed around Adam and began to thank him, each patting his shoulder, frak to Katool.

  “Good job, daddy, good job,” Jirot said, patting his knee.

  Jurot gnced between Inakan and her parents, and then to his cousins who were praising his brother. The relief in his uncle and aunt were obvious to him, while the admiration of the children were obvious to all. The satisfa on Adam’s face said so much, that one o be blind not to notice.

  “How much did it cost?” Shikan asked.

  Adam let out a soft sigh. “Nothing. Nothing at all.”

  Jurot crossed his arms, watg as Lanarot pat their brother’s shoulder.

  “Good job, papa.”

  “Right?” Adam asked, swallowing his sister within his arms. “I should get a kiss from yht?” Adam tapped his cheek.

  Lanarot grabbed her brother’s fad kissed his cheek, brushing his hair with a small hand. “Good job.”

  Jurot’s entire body flexed, tensing up, before he finally rexed. ‘I want children too.’

  Oh no.

  Adam's to!

  He's corrupted Jurot!