I have been observing my dad for the past few days, and I have seen him directing people, and getting reports from people, so I think he is the captain.

  Also, I’m not sure the purpose of the ship, is it for exploration? A cargo vessel? A ship for colonization? Some other purpose, like space-uber?

  I don’t yet have enough vocab to voice my questions. Why is language hard?

  Maybe I shouldn’t complain, If I was an adult this would be much harder. Actually am I an adult? I was before, if just barely, but now…

  Does it matter? I’m a god now! I can be whatever age, 5, 10, or 100000.

  But still, it would probably be good to know when I’ll be considered an adult.

  Pov- Myra:

  These past few months have been hard on me and Grené, we were first overjoyed at the birth of our son, but we have noticed some problems.

  At first I was astonished at how smart Aster is, he was learning words quite fast, and started to speak in full sentences at 6 months! He is certainly a genius.

  When Aster was just a couple of months old, there was a ship wide alert of a decrease in pressure in his room, he just sat there blankly as we carried him out of there.

  We had thought that there was a leak somewhere in the ship in his room, but nothing was found.

  Then there have been a few cases where he will just zone out and stare into nothingness, and nothing gets his attention, not even food. He just goes back after though?

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  Me and Grené have decided to take him to the doctor in the next few days, along with having a virtual consultation with a child psychologist.

  Hopefully everything is fine.

  Today is a break in routine, instead of me being fed halfway through the day, my dad seems to have taken the day off, and both him and my mom are taking me somewhere.

  It appears to be some type of doctor’s office, I’ve observed this place before a couple times.

  The room has many different strange instruments, some are familiar like what you might find in a hospital on earth, and some are quite strange. It makes sense if the instruments are futuristic. Actually, if they are taking me to the doctors office, perhaps I should try erasing my memory again?

  What if they have the technology to read my mind? I’d have my cover blown!

  I have to come up with something quick before they have the chance to read my mind!

  After giving it some thought, I decided to go with the flow, and listen.

  An older beastkin came into the room, he has grey fur, with green eyes, an outfit that looks like a classic earth doctor’s, only with extra sci-fi bullshit.

  I should just listen to the conversation, perhaps only occasionally using my extra perspective?

  If they discover me, I could always remove their air.

  What?

  Who said that?

  Why would I think that?

  What terrible thoughts!

  Something like that is not at all within my character!

  I am not some evil villain who destroys when discovered, I shall be a superhero who redirects asteroids and builds cities!

  Or a baby in a sci-fi machine that spins me like a skewer over a fire.

  Actually, am I still a baby? Would toddler be more accurate?

  Also, given all this sci-fi stuff, was I born in a pod?

  That would probably roughly feel the same as being born.

  Maybe I’ll ask my parents later.

  Ohh wait, I’m getting asked a question by the doctor.

  Although I wasn’t paying attention, so I just stare at him.

  Gibberish its sounds like to me, but I think he wants me to open my mouth, so I do, and he sticks something in it.

  Then he sticks something in my ears.

  And finally, I get a lollipop.

  It actually tastes quite good.

  Thinking about this, from an outside perspective, this would be a doctor giving a god a lollipop.

  That’s quite a funny image.

  Are we done?

  It seems so, my parents are taking me out of the room.

  Wait, this seems kind of dumb. I’m just doing whatever they want me to, so why?

  I’m seriously acting like a kid?!?!

  Is my body affecting my personality? Is my situation acting like a child making me become one? Are gods really just powerful children?

  Time to go wherever they are taking me next I guess.