As I fell on the ground, flashbacks of my life resounded inside of my head. The first time I went to school, the day I graduated, my first day on the job, when I won a small local lottery... All sorts of events and memories flashed, seconds seemed hours...

There was a terrorist attack today. I was working in my office when I began to hear explosions. I didn't panick, but it was still quite scary. I ran down from the emercency exit along with many other fellow co-workers, but, alas, it was not meant to be. I saw a man running towards us, and he had bombs stripped all around him.

Many people ran away, and I ended up trampled down by the crowd. The man finally reached us and exploded. I didn't die immediately, but I still was caught inside of the explosion. I was blinded and bleeding everywhere, I knew I wasn't going to survive this. Luckily, I didn't have many regrets at least, I was never an amazing person and I didn't have anyone I love. My biological parents had abandoned me in an orphanage, and I never met them.

As I waited for death to arrive, I suddently felt all of my pain vanish. I tried to open my eyes, but I couldn't do so no matter how hard I tried. I felt like I was floating in water, yet I wasn't drowning. It was truly a weird feeling... 

'Is this what death feels like?' I mused myself at the thought. I was never one to believe in god or any religion for that case, but this was quite strange. 

I don't know how long I stayed in this place, sometimes I would fall asleep and other times stay up for a while so I can't tell for sure. Days passed spent in this prison, and I have to admit that this is extremely boring. I tried moving around, and I felt myself hit something. I kept hitting and trying to break free, but to no avail. 

I soon got tired from kicking and fell back asleep. I probably slept for quite some time, but when I woke up I felt myself being pulled and pushed. It hurt like crazy but thankfully, after about 10 minutes I felt myself be freed. The light was hurting my eyes, and I couldn't keep them open.

"Haaa... Fuck that hurt..." I heard a voice say. I tried to turn my head but I found myself completely stuck, no, I simply was too weak to do so. "Mistress, it's a girl! And a lovely one too!" 

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As soon as I heard that, everything clicked in my mind. The floating sensation, my weakness, the light that hurt my eyes. I was reborn for fuck's sake! That's quite cool, but I seriously don't want to start over my childhood, since my first one was bad enough...

As I was thinking such things, the voices continued conversing. "Eh? Why is the baby not crying? Aren't they supposed to cry?" A deep masculine voice said, which I assumed to be my father. Also, why am I able to understand them? Are they seriously speaking english?

"Shut up Asu, of course my child wouldn't cry~. Gimme! I wanna see her~!" A feminine voice said from behind me. I felt myself be picked up by someone else, and I tried to open my eyes. The girl that I think is supposed to be my mother was... strange. She looked no older then 17, had red eyes that almost seemed to shine and... cat... ears...

"Oh my god!! She's so cute~!" The girl said and hugged me close to her. Also, I'm a boy, so why do they keep referring to me as a girl?!

The girl continued to hug me and rub me on her. I began to cry a bit, since it wouldn't be good if I don't act like a proper baby.

"Misssstress, we're going to leave you alone fffor now." A strange voice that sounded a lot like what the snakes on animes sound like said. I felt myself be wrapped around something and then picked up. I stopped crying and took a look around, and I have to admit that this wasn't exactly the place where babies are supposed to be born.

There were 4 people around us, and we were in a strangely medieval-like room, since everything was made of stones and I couldn't see anything resembling modern-day objects. The room was richly decorated by paintings, statues and vases. There were 3 male adults and one woman standing around me and my supposed mother, and they were all gigantic. If I compared them to my mother, even thought I'm a baby I could easily compare them to my mother, so I determined they must be at least 3 meters tall. The woman was also tall, but not as tall as the men.

"Ahh... My waist hurts... Stupid childbirth... I knew I should have torn myself apart rather then this... I can't even regenerate like this... Hehehe, no matter~!" My mom said and began to cuddle me in her arms. Regeneration? Really now? Also, is my mother a masochist or something...?

I glanced at the three men and the woman, but they were nowhere to be seen. I felt myself be pushed onto my mom's breasts, and I instintively started to suck. Hey, even if I am a grown man, I'm a baby right now, for as strange as that might be. 

After 5 or so minutes of sucking, I fell asleep. Way too much happened, between being killed in a rather painful way, suddently being born and having a cat-girl mother and all the rest, my mind felt like it was going to explode...