Suddenly I felt pain. It was like I was being squeezed and stretched. Fortunately, after some time the pain lessened and I tried to pry my eyes open. It was hard, super hard. It feels like you are trying to open your eyes for the first time and I reckon that is what I am doing now. Unintentionally a cry left my mouth as if it was a natural thing to do. Then I heard some noises. Some were loud whereas some were soft. It was like my brain was tweaking with the sound frequencies. Slowly I started hearing noises in uniform frequency. But it still sounded chaotic and it was not understandable. Conclusively, it was a new experience. I could think like adult but my body was unresponsive. Then my very being felt drowsy and tired and somehow unintentionally I went to dream.

After a long time or maybe a short time, who knows how much time has passed, I woke up. As I opened my eyes, the first thing I saw were a pair of whitish-brown skin-colored balloons. I scrutinized at it properly and suddenly I thought of something and looked up.

I had hoped to see wonders, the very peak of nature, the jade, sapphires... but I was disappointed...disappointed in this very world and my imagination, and angry...angry towards the authors who deluded my beauty standard. It seems they wished for me die a virgin even in this fantasy world?

...

'Alas, we were tricked. Isn't this the cultivation world? Aren't all the girls supposed to be beautiful? Why is it that my I-think-so mother is so ordinary?'

I couldn't help but immerse in the memory of the palace of beauties I saw in that white space. They were... heavenly?... Hellish?... Immortal-Ish?... Wow, I can't describe them at all. Oh...how I wish of my mind to be overtaken by some Chinese novelist...

'Maybe she is not a cultivator' I thought to cheer myself up.

Then I had no choice but to indulge on the breasts, drinking milk. Hunger does impact you hard. Not that I care though. Hungrier I am, better it is for my growth, both physically and psychologically. Then I went to my needed slumber. It seems it is going to be repeated a lot.

...

Jeha was looking at her baby fondly but she couldn't hide the sadness in her heart. Her soul screamed of reluctance to part but her logical mind overwhelmed it. Imagining her son's fate she could not help but let out silent sobs.

Still, she would never know that her baby has already given her looks an average rating. If she knew, who knows her current emotion would be. She, who is slowly giving-up hope could do anything. Well, anyway who would think that their child is a reincarnated youth, maybe no one?

After looking at her child for a while, Jeha fell asleep. The physical pain and the psychological stress, thinking about her child's fate had made her completely exhausted.

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After she fell asleep, Ron came in the room. His mood was complicated. He didn't want to see the child's face that may haunt him for the rest of his life. But he came. Just to fulfill his responsibility as a father even though there is no blood connection between them. He looked at the mother and the child with a lost expression and sighed. Even if the boy wasn't his child, he didn't want to sacrifice him. He was not that cruel. But alas, fate itself is cruel. He could do nothing but hope...hope for a miracle to occur.

...

After a while, the baby woke up.

He looked up at the ceiling and tried to move his head but to no avail. Now he could open and see with his eyes but moving itself is still pretty hard.

He felt something inside his head. But he couldn't look what it is. Every time he tried, he felt tired and sleepy. So, he gave up. But he could guess what it is. His wish...cheat...

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'Hmm, cheat sounds vulgar. Let's call it knowledge. Yep, knowledge sounds better. After all, it is cultivation-related knowledge. I sacrificed my life just to get it. In no way shall I restrain myself if someone said it is a cheat...me included. But it seemed those novels of 'system' are all fake otherwise why would I not have it. That all-mighty being only told that it has knowledge. Hmm...maybe it is in lower hierarchy among its fellow beings? It makes no sense. Anyway, it seems I can only grow up a little to know about it. Anyway, am I a boy or a girl?'

I am pretty much concerned about my gender but I couldn't even feel my body properly. I had tried to listen to my mother's words but I couldn't understand them at all. It seemed this world has its own system of language irrespective to any of the languages in the past. As far as I know, it is not related to any language I had heard or known on my old world. Anyway, I haven't met my father and somehow my mother looked sad. Who knows what happened?

Then I fell asleep.

...

I was woken up by the disturbance in my surrounding. I drowsily opened my eyes and looked at a face that looked like a child.

'Hmm... ugly.'

Then again, I fell asleep. It seems a newborn infant needs a lot of sleep.

...

Sock was looking at the small child in the cradle. He looked at his father and innocently asked, "Father, he is my brother?"

Ron complicatedly looked at the baby and his son. He then hardened his heart and replied with a "no". Jeha, who was resting in the bed cried at that moment. Ron sighed helplessly and went outside. He thought, 'after this, I would for sure take my family away from this forsaken place.'

He was very sad. He felt as if his heart and guts were being eaten inside out. His pride and morality don't allow him to sacrifice a newborn baby but he could do nothing. Even if he hides the boy, that demon would sniff it out. It was also the first time he felt so much hatred towards the demon.

He sat down on the ground and sighed.

He didn't even know where he is. This village lies in a barren plain located in an isolated island. That is all he knew about his hometown. He didn't even know the proper name of the world he is living in. He had tried to know but his curiosity led him to nothing but more bullshit. He had traveled to many nearby villages and towns but all of them made their own name and hypothesis.

After a while, his heart returned to its initial calmness. He looked intently at the forest and went back home with a firm resolve.

'I absolutely cannot stay in this forsaken place anymore. After a month I will take my family and move out. At the very least I must find a city to live in.'