Iona got out of bed with all the fury and joy of an 8-year-old.
An 8-year-old on her birthday.
An 8-year-old on her Unlocking Day!!!
The rest of her family groaned in the small hut they called home as Iona blazed through, and right out the door.
“I unlocked! I unlocked!” She cried out, excitement and joy radiating from every fiber of her being.
She ran past the longhouse that dominated the center of the village, the traveling skald sleeping off a hangover on the steps, then skidded to a halt in front of another hut, made out of wood, straw thatch on the roof, dried mud covering the cracks and not letting the chill breeze in. A hut that looked like any other in the village, but was special, not for how it was made, but for who lived in it.
“Lux! Lux! Come out here!” Iona called out. A few of the neighbors, already up and working, chuckled good-naturedly at the whirlwind made flesh excitedly bouncing around, remembering fondly the day when they’d unlocked the System, when magic became real and accessible for each of them.
A very sleepy-looking girl exited the house. Delicate features, mousey brown hair, and rubbing the sleep out of her eyes – it was clear she hadn’t slept a wink last night.
“Iona? Wu?” Lux said.
“I. Unlocked!!!” Iona said, emphasizing each word as carefully as she could. Lux’s eyes widened.
“You unlocked! Hurray! I need to unlock now! Any moment now…”
Lux screwed her eyes up and concentrated, seeing if she could get the last few hours out of the way by sheer force of will.
Nothing. The System wasn’t to be defeated by the mere will of a girl.
Iona rolled her eyes at Lux’s antics. She adored Lux – they were two peas in a pod, cut from the same cloth. Sure, she was distractible, needing Iona’s constant, steady hand to focus and stay on track, and was frankly bananas for bananas, but she provided a spark of curiosity, a burning inquisitive mind, and a creativity that Iona couldn’t match.
In short, they were perfect for each other, they complemented each other, covered each other.
“Anyways, anyways, what did you get? What did you get?” Lux said, having given up on bending the System to her will.
Iona quickly checked over her notifications for the hundredth time this morning.
“[Child of Lithos]!” She happily called out. “Level 7.” She said, puffing her chest out. Bow before me, peasant! [Duchess] Iona was here to rule with an iron fist!
“Wow! Did you put points into your stats yet?” Lux asked, wide-eyed.
Iona hesitated, then relented. They had no secrets. Bending over, whispering to her, she said,
“Well, yes. Everyone keeps saying Mana Regeneration is the best stat, and to put everything there. But I put my points into Dexterity and Strength. That way I can fight the people that bully you.”
Lux gave her a hug, burying her face in Iona’s shirt.
“You didn’t have to.” She said through the cloth.
Iona patted Lux’s back.
“Of course, I did! Come on, let’s go play in Terrabethia!”
That managed to distract Lux, not that it was an accomplishment worth bragging about. A butterfly could distract Lux from… anything really.
“Yeah, let’s go!”
Holding each other’s hand, they sprinted off to Terrabethia, their magical place. Soon to be even more magical with Iona having skills! And levels!
“Are you girls heading off to the old mine again?” The guard at the village exit asked them.
“Yup.” Iona said, chin held high, defiantly.
The guard sighed, having lost this very same argument dozens of times already, not wanting to go through the wringer with the pair of scoundrels so early in the morning.
“Please be careful in there. It’s not safe.”
Lux stuck her tongue out at the guard.
“Not safe for big fat adults maybe. Safe for quick girls! Come on Iona, let’s goooo!”
As they ran through the woods, up the hill, to the entrance of the old mine, Iona looked over the skills she was offered. Mom and Dad had given her some suggestions yesterday as to what skills she should take, and Iona suspected that once they were awake, they’d dictate what skills she’d take.
However, for a few, brief, glorious hours, Iona was free from parental tyranny, able to grab skills and allocate stats as she saw fit.