A bright light envelops him and whisks him away with the last thing he sees is never-ending whiteness.
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He can’t breath, a wave of pessimistic thoughts crosses his mind, Am I going to die again, did that goddess screw me over. All the sudden a urge to cry takes over him. “WAAAAaaaaaaaaaa!”he wails. He feels like he is on a swing but little does he know that someone is just rocking him.
An oddly familiar warmth takes over him, he feels like he is near a heater. After getting comfortable he opens his eyes, Who is this giant lady?!. As soon as this crosses his mind, he remembers the fact that he is reincarnated and soon deduces that lady is his new mother.
On a closer inspection the lady is beautiful he unconsciously perceived in his mind. She had light green eyes, long flowing brown hair and a loving smile which he rarely got as a loner in the past. Some perverts he was acquainted to from his last life may even call her an angel. Struggling to even keep his eyes open he heard “**** **** ** Edward Milton”. I think maybe thats my name, if it is I like it, typical english name. With his final thought he finally dosed of to sleep.
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It has been a week now since Edward was born, he has settled in his new life of sleeping, eating, crying, pooping and the legendary breastfeeding. Every single reincarnated person struggles with that. Edward though didn’t, he didn’t even take a second glance at them and just kept on drinking. One of the reasons is the obvious that he is hungry but the second is that in his previous life he never really had chances to develop perverted thoughts due to how big of a loner he was.
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One thing he also realised that he hasn’t met his father yet. He infers from his one-sided conversation with his mother that his dad is special, not mentally, but he is special knight sought out by many kingdoms but loyal to only one. Edward didn’t know yet where they lived so couldn’t guess who his father is loyal to. Actually maybe I can know where I live, he excitedly grins with this idea in mind.
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When all are sleeping only a creepily excited baby is awake. Oh my god, I would finally test out my cheat today, I totally forgot about it with all ‘Important’ stuff I was doing Edward recounts. Screen Power On. He commands. As he did a screen instantly pops in his field of view and for what he could see he is currently on desktop. He wondered if he would prefer the old windows’ iconic startup but quickly dismissed that idea. Why is he thing about all this because his cheat ability is his magic screen which can act as any piece of tech currently on earth. It is currently a screen which is projected from his mind on to his eyes which he can control from his mind. This mode is an exception to the currently on tech available on earth rule. This is better than what I thought it would be.
He quickly opens good old start menu and looks over the apps. One of the apps caught his eye and when he opens it, it is exactly what he wanted it be. Abruptly Edward tells a unwanted backstory, Back on earth I was never the physical one, I always loved a challenge but I rather be it a challenge of minds. When I thought about the cheat I wanted it to be something that would cut the gap between mental and physical. And that's where this cheat comes in. He loved coding, and this app is an idle for a custom coding language designed by Mary the lolli goddess. It allows him to change anything in the physical world hence the mental and physical connection. With a few lines of code he could change his hair growth and with a page a code maybe even change the laws of the world itself. I could even become a all powerful god with this cheat but I won’t because it would just make me a loner again. This time I would live the most fulfilling life I can making memories and friendship everywhere I can. Which sounds like a cliche statement but it doesn’t really matter when this whole situation already is pretty cliche.