Ada soon noticed Oge growing paler, coughing more often, sometimes even bleeding from her frostbitten skin.
Eventually, nine months passed.
By then, Gustav acted like the lord of the house. Whether he realized it or not, Ada, Oge, and I already despised him deeply. To us, he was no longer family—he was a living nightmare.
Fortunately, John and Elina still checked in on the household from time to time.
The moment I took my first step after nine months as a baby, a notification flashed before my eyes.
[Cursed One has achieved Agility]
[Attribute points can now be added to available stats]
I squinted at the floating text, completely confused.
’How the heck did I suddenly achieve Agility?’
I wondered, genuinely stunned.
[Attributes]
Mana: 18
Strength: 15
Perception: 15
Vitality: 15
Agility: 15
Mana Sensitivity: Null
{Attribute Points: 285}
—A few months earlier—
After eight months, I finally felt confident enough to actively try the things babies were supposed to do—crawling, standing, and eventually walking.
I chose the safest method I could think of. First, I practiced inside my cradle, forcing myself to stand while holding onto the edge. Then I moved on to the floor.
Eventually, I graduated to attempting actual steps.
That decision nearly sent the entire house into a panic.
Elina especially looked like she might have a heart attack every time I tried. The girls hovered around with worried expressions, and even John was tense. The only exception was Gustav—who clearly wished I would trip and die mid-step.
Every time I tried to walk, I was met with an audience full of fear and concern. I barely noticed them. Each time I fell, I crawled right back to the wall and forced myself upright again.
Time passed quickly. By nine months after my birth, I was standing on my own, shakily attempting my first baby steps.
I ran through countless theories about how babies learned to walk. None of them fully made sense. Still, this world wasn’t normal to begin with, so I settled for whatever explanation felt most absurd.
Reality, however, was far harsher than theory.
Living as a baby was far more difficult than I had ever imagined. Every failure reminded me that I couldn’t rush this. Even with the system, progress was painfully slow—borderline useless at this stage.
Failure piled on failure. Anxiety grew heavier by the day. I couldn’t stop my mind from spiraling into dark, depressing thoughts.
Walking—something I once considered trivial—now felt miraculous. Almost magical.
Even when I thought back to my previous life on Earth, I couldn’t understand why I kept failing. I never expected success on the first try, but with a system backing me, I had assumed something would happen.
Instead, I kept falling. Over and over again.
I didn’t know how long this cycle of failure, self-criticism, and despair would continue.
Then, suddenly, it hit me.
I remembered the day I shattered my kneecap back on Earth. I had been forced to relearn how to walk using crutches. The frustration, the fear, the uncertainty—it all felt disturbingly familiar.
I searched through those memories carefully, piecing everything together.
Eventually, I found a method that worked.
I straightened my legs with a small gap between my knees, raised my arms for balance, and fixed my gaze either downward or at something ahead of me—anything that could distract me from my fear.
To do this properly, I had to split my focus—calm my thoughts while consciously moving my body. One wrong movement could cause an even bigger scene.
I had no idea how long it would take or how many more attempts I’d need before I got it right.
Despite my worries, everyone around me was overwhelmed—Elina, John, the girls... even Gustav.Especially Gustav.
I could practically feel his hatred burning.
Why is he making things difficult for both of us?
Why is he getting so much attention just for falling over and over?
Why won’t this little four-eyed imp just die already?
Despite those thoughts, Gustav maintained a perfect mask of concern—waiting for the right moment to reveal his true nature.
"Our baby has been very active these past few months," Elina said proudly.
"From crawling to standing, and now even trying to walk. If we didn’t stop him, he’d probably get himself hurt."
The girls buzzed excitedly nearby, completely ignored by John and Elina, who were smiling ear to ear. Elina was torn between worry and pride. Watching me struggle and fall made her heart ache—but seeing me refuse to give up filled her with joy.
Every time I fell, I disappointed no one.
Because every single time, I found a way to get back on my feet—without anyone’s help.
[Author note: it has come to my notice that I made some mistake during the quest and attribute points received as rewards, reward Attribute points will be reduced from having 4 from cultivation to two from the time of Ragna transmigrating newly, while drinking milk will be just 1 until zero]