--- [ 6th month ] ---

And so, It's been six entire months sinve I've been born. I am the most powerful being that I know of! besides that entity that gave me my OPness in the first place after all. I also seem to be getting a message from my creator

[Message from the creator: ~~!@~!#~!$~!$~!@$~@$~@$]

I did not understand what that said, the following message seems to be a message to the observors of my reality:

[Message from the creator: Let it be cannon that if any reader were to transmigrate into this cancer of a reality that they recieve strong weapons and skills and the author is notified. If the author is the one to appear in this reality then they are to recieve the highest powers, even better than the ones the main character of Re:write had.]

I was curious about what they said, I mean, It was in plain english to me but it seemed to escape my comprehension.

As I was thinking heavily about what the message could mean, I could hear a giggle.

"My my, Who knew that my !@$!@$ would be such a glutton~" the woman who was my mother giggled, something blocked the comprehension of one of the words of the sentence for some reason, but not matter, feed me!

I reached my hands towards mother and drank the sweet nector that came out of the meatbun on her chest.

I'm wondering though, why is it so sweet? I've read it online that breast milk was bland because it is literally impossible to sweeten the natural substinence made by a human body. I drank another gulp as I decided that I will totally ignore this because as a Mary-sue/Gary-sue/Attack-helicopter Sue I want to eat delicious things.

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I blinked, what was I thinking about again? I think I was drinking very delicious things, un.

--- [ 7th month ] ---

I was crawling around the house when I realized, I forgot to carefully analyze how my house looked in my head for no apparent reason! I looked around my baby room, the walls were wooden and everywhere was lined with stuffed toys and pillows. What color were they? they were all bright colors, though they were fun to roll around in.

I crawled and left my room, taking a left in the hallway and entered the room that my father was in most of the time, sitting on a large chair and listened in as I crawled towards the throne. He seemed to be very busy, talking with his administrators about something but I did not care and continued onwards for he is the one that gives me many sweet stuffs.

--- [Father's POV] ---

I facepalmed as another problem popped up, it seemed the Seer had seen the future, that some kind of demon king was going to resurrect and that we needed to summon a hero to defeat the demon king.

I exclaimed "How come that old Seer did not tell the king? I'm simply the duke of this kingdom and only the king's palace would have the resources for this wretched kidnapping!"

The man who passed along the Seer's message popped in replying that "It seems that we coincidentally found the resources needed to summon the hero for some reason, in fact, the seer told me the resources are already in the summoning room."

I almost cried out in outrage, what the hell were my guards doing?! that summoning room is my office! and I though I assigned my most trusted and strognest men their! it makes no sense!

Out of the corner of my eye I saw something that calmed me down, It was my child crawling toward me, eventually I picked my child up and the let my child sleep on my lap.