As soon as I opened my eyes, the world appeared black and white. From the very beginning, I understood many things, including the doctor's expression as I imitated their words after being born. But I had no idea of the significance of it all; they called me a natural-born genius, with an adult-level capacity in my brain's neurons at birth. The government took me when I turned two years old for experimentation, seeking to understand how to reproduce my unique intellect in newborns.

I understood everything they did to me: pretending to befriend me, training and educating me, as they believed that even a child prodigy was still a child. However, I knew everything, and I did nothing despite being tortured day and night because I held on to the hope of my family's fate. I only foresaw two outcomes for them when the government took me: either they were terminated, or they were taken to a secret location and forced to live there.

By my teenage years, I was already smarter than anyone in the world, or so they said. Every week, they injected me with a drug that restrained my thinking abilities, claiming that my brain's processing of information was too fast and posed a danger to my health. But in reality, they were afraid I might figure out how to escape. I had long known how to escape, but the one question that remained unanswered was, "What do I want?" What would I do the moment I escaped?

That question plagued me every restless night and blinding noon. Would I find love, be successful, or have all the power in the world? None of these options even slightly interested me. Many people asked me if I wanted to be free, but they failed to realize that there was no freedom in this world; every action had consequences, and everything was subject to the laws of nature.

After almost 15 years of research, they terminated the program, realizing something even my five-year-old self had known: replicating my abilities was impossible, even with any technology that might exist in the next million years. So, they tried to eliminate me, but I managed to escape and live like any other person: working a daily job, living in a crappy apartment, and having a friend who didn't like me. But in the end, I felt nothing, so I manipulated the market and became the world's wealthiest man... but I still felt nothing. Then, I searched for the love of my life... but still, I felt nothing, not even the slightest feeling. I lived my life wondering what I was supposed to do in this dull, unimpressive, and boring world. I invented super crops that could survive droughts and heavy winters, as well as a multi-collider that could travel at subatomic quantum speed, far surpassing the speed of light, creating unlimited energy and resolving the energy crisis.

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"I want to die," I muttered every day for the remaining years of my life. I didn't want to kill myself, but I wanted to die. After living a long life, achieving everything possible in the world and helping countless people, I should have been proud of myself. However, I still felt nothing. As I released my dying breath, I finally realized what I wanted all my life - a normal life with a loving family, who accepted my condition, cared for me, and believed in me. Falling into endless darkness, I saw a speck of light, and a voice asked, "Do you want to reincarnate?" I replied, "No," and they asked, "Are you sure?" I answered, "I don't want to feel nothing again. At least here, I'm nothing." "So be it," they replied.

As I descended further into the abyss, my mind was consumed by a sense of emptiness and longing. It felt like an eternity had passed before I heard a voice, faint but distinct, piercing through the darkness: "It's a boy."

Suddenly, I was engulfed in a bright, blinding light. Slowly, I opened my eyes and found myself staring up at a beautiful woman who was cradling me in her arms. My heart raced as I tried to piece together what was happening to me. I could feel my body and my senses returning to me, and I realized that I was alive once again.

Confusion and disbelief flooded my mind as I tried to come to terms with the reality of my situation. I remembered the moment of my death, when I had said no to the offer of reincarnation. So why was I here, in this new body, with a whole life ahead of me?

A million questions raced through my mind as I struggled to comprehend what was happening. I tried to speak, but only a gurgle emerged from my throat. The woman holding me smiled down at me, cooing gently as she cradled me in her arms.

It was all so surreal, like a dream that I couldn't wake up from. I felt lost and alone, like a stranger in a strange world. But deep down, I knew that I had been given a second chance at life, and that I had to make the most of it.

Despite my apprehension and confusion, a glimmer of hope began to stir inside me. Maybe this time around, I could find the normal life that had eluded me in my previous existence. Maybe I could find a loving family who would accept me for who I was, and help me to find my place in the world.

With a newfound sense of determination, I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead of me. The journey ahead would not be easy, but I was determined to make the most of my second chance at life.