“Uwaah”

As baby me screams for food, I start to contemplate on the recent circumstances of my life. When I had first been “born”, I had thought that I was in a dream, though the pain I was feeling made me doubt that. Then I thought that I was in the hospital but the blurry giant figures that I constantly see moving in front of me makes me realize that this was not the right one either. I had started to think of all the possible things that could have happened, I even suspected that I was captured by an alien species. During my session of thinking, I felt a small tug from my stomach and some pressure on the area I presume my belly button was. And while I continued to think, I slowly fell asleep while drinking an unknown liquid that came from some soft pointy put in my mouth.

The next time I had woken up, I had felt extremely hungry and I was unable to control myself as I screamed a wail. In response, a “women” had come into my room to quench my hunger the same way as before. Now, by that point, I had come to hypothesize that I was probably a baby and had just experienced what many would call reincarnation. It really didn’t take me long accept my situation because I’ve read a good amount of light novels in my life, mainly because I had nothing else to do as I was the unsocial type. I had also thought that I could be in a computer simulation, a story or something like that but I really didn’t care much about that possibility as even my “previous” life could have been the same. Though I didn’t really care much about my death, as there really wasn’t much left there, and being reincarnated that does not mean it hasn’t changed me. After having experience from my past life, I really feel a sort of motivation to change or do better. I don’t want to be the most powerful man on Earth, I just want to have a better life. And to me, a better life constitutes a happy and fun one.

(So, god, fate, computer, author or whoever or whatever power or law or energy put me here, I thank you for giving me another chance in life and the ability to strive for a better one. Even though it won’t mean I’ll start to worship you or anything, as I was never really the religious type, I would want you to know that I give you my sincerest thanks. I hope for you to know that I will make sure to use this life the best that I could)

<(o)>

(I am bored)

After spending my time just sleeping and eating, I have reached the point where I am bored out of my mind. I am currently feeling sympathy for all the protagonists from the stories I read where they are reborn as a baby. I mean I have literally nothing to do. I have tried to move around but it is impossible, my baby body doesn't have any power to push myself up. The only thing I could do is wiggle my body, and believe me I have spent much of my time just doing that. Though at least by now I can see colors and images much better.

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As one of the only things I could do, I have made it my job to analyze and ascertain my surroundings as much as possible. By now I have seen a total of 7 people, 4 females and 3 males. From what I can identify, 2 of the males and females are most probably servants. I presume this because I can see them acting extremely polite to the other three though I can't confirm because I don't understand what they are saying. Yes, it seems like the people here are speaking a completely different language from the ones I know and it also seems I don't have one of those auto-translating powers that some protagonists have from other isekai stories.

Now back to the 3 people left over, of the 2 I belives that they are my mother and father. I ascertained that one of the females was my mother as she is that one who feeds me, though I may be wrong because sometimes the person who feeds me doesn't have to be my mother, and I believe the other man was my father because of he and my "mother" act very intimately. Now for the last female...

*click

(Hm... Ah)

As I hear a click sound which I believe was the sound of a door opening I turn to see the last female, or I think she is. As the door opens one can hear the sound of tiny steps. As I turn my neck to the side in the direction of the door I see a face in between two of the bars of my crib. This person is the last female and as you can presume, she is a toddler. She brings one of her chubby arms from in between the bars onto my head or at least she tries to as her tiny arms are unable to reach. She tries to push further in but her tiny arms are unable to reach far. Realizing that she will fail, she starts to use more force and create a tiny unintelligible sound that is like a whimper. As she tries as hard as she could, I decide to help her as I bring my closest hand towards her to make it easier for her. As I reach my hand forward it finally reaches her and as she smiles in delight she uses her tiny hands to grab my even tinier hands.

*Chuckles

She starts to smile and release happy chuckles as she continues to grab my hands. We stay in this position for quite some time till I can't hold on much longer and just fell asleep.

<(o)>

(I have awakened once more)

This time though, I can smell a very bad smell which bursts into my olfactory like an endless wave crashing into the shore.

(What is making that smell)

And as I wonder, what the smell is a hint of realization comes into me. No...

(It cant be...)

"Uwaaaa"

As I release a horrible scream in embarrassment at myself, I can hear a disturbance occur around me and the door opens in a fast swing as my presumed mother charges in.

"@hwh$36"

She then picks me up in worry as she checks my body and she wonders why I waited until she smelt the same things I did and she puts on a helpless smile.

"@8^"