I wonder if the Gods are right? They are Gods it should be fine. I feel a nice breeze on my face. I was born a few months ago. I saw my mother smile at me a lot in the first week I became aware. That was about month three of my life. By the second week she looked at me with scorn. A man had come by to talk to her, giving me both of us looks of pity.

This morning she picked me up and placed me in a basket. She was speaking softly to me and looked happy. She speaks with a man that picks me up. The words I could not understand yet. It seemed I truly was born with no perks.

This new world spoke a language I did not know. Without any perks from the Gods I was born as if I entered the blue door. Without any help. I had my memories due to my curse, Forbidden Child. The old Gods had told me my soul was made stronger so not to break. This strength also made it so the normal memory blocking of being reborn was not effective.

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The man had walks with me for a long time. I saw the moon rise. It’s odd only seeing one. The air isn’t as hot as I knew on my last world. It was pleasant. The man put me down in the darkness of the one moons’ light.

It’s now morning. I am deep in a forest. No one is coming back for me, are they? Will I die as a small baby alone in a forest? Will it be hunger, thirst, or a predator that takes this feeble life.

I got flashes of a few times I died this way on my old world. The suns’ heat usually took me. Not many predators lived on the surface after all. The few times the suns’ heat did not take me thirst did.

I heard a low growl nearby. I do not think I have ever been eaten as a baby. At least this would be a new experience.

And then I die, painfully. It’s quick though. I do not know what beast kills me all I see are the teeth.