"Uuuuuuueueueueue...! Ugue...?"

The first cry of life came out of my mouth without my consent, well, it was my second time being born after all...

No, technically speaking it was third, but it was the second time that I was aware of what was happening.

That reckless plan I came up with out of sheer fucking anger has actually worked!

The only problem is...

Why do I remember anything...?

I'm pretty sure that I chose to erase all the save data...

...was it because the save slot was corrupted...?

I remember pretty much everything...

No, wait... I do not...

I'm sure that the memories I drained from that pile of waste before killing her included every single tidbit of information about the game, but for whatever reason, the only thing that I can recall are the events...

Ah... there is also another exception... I can't recall most of Patience's memories, but oh well, when it comes to them I probably could only have access to them because the two of us were connected or something.

...Huh... it feels so weird to not be blocked by the rotten brain...

But the lack of knowledge about anything else besides the events is worrisome...

Ugh... everything is blurry and everything hurts... how could I ever withstand this before? Being one of those repugnant living really is disgusting...!

"What a healthy cry! Congratulations madam! It's a beautiful baby boy!"

...oh, right...

I was hearing voices.

And someone was carrying me around without my permission...

Well, it's not like it was possible for me to be born without having at least one person around... why couldn't I just spawn into this world as a monster...

"Ah! He's so much bigger than his sister was!"

"That's why you had such a hard time, Nectar! But him being big is a good thing, it means that he will be healthy! Isn't that right, sir healer?"

"Look! He looks so serious! How adorable!"

...

The living who birthed me are doing fine I guess...

…

Damn it... me having memories is even better than perfect – but – does that means that Patience has retained their own too...?

I would expect that they wouldn't allow me to be born even if they actually did...

While I was deep in thoughts I was bathed, wrapped into a blanket or whatever, and got fed...

...disgusting...

Can someone turn me into an undead right now, please? I really hate it here...!

Soon enough my body has given up on me and I fell asleep despite my best efforts.

Still, that also made me wake up a few hours later in a crib in my parents' room because my infant's stomach was rumbling – I guess I should cry to let my living know that I require being taken care of...

...I am consciously avoiding thinking about the state of my diaper too, so please bear with me...

But since it's night and my tired living are cautiously asleep by the side of my crip, that gives me some time to think things through...

What should I do, how should I play my cards?

It's different now than it was on my first playthrough – now I know things... honestly, I know probably way too many things.

But will I be able to make any of them useful...

First of all, I'll have to somehow check whether Patience is still praying on the Sloth family – if yes, basically everything is screwed from the beginning unless I somehow find a way to deal with them...

...That... won't be necessary...

"Agugu...?!"

I unintentionally cried out in shock once a very familiar voice called out from somewhere inside of me!

"Nectarine... Kiwi has woken up... feeding time..."

"Ngh...?! Ah... yeah, yeah..."

Who the hell is Kiwi...! ...ah, right... that's me...

The living that's my father flinched and nudged the living that was my mother and she nodded half asleep.

"Uwah...! It's something else besides feeding too..."

...damn it... why did I have to alarm them...! They are too vigilant!

To get my mind off of the thing that proceeded to happen I focused on the strange voice that I heard resonating inside of me.

Could it really be...?

...If you suspect that it's anyone else than me, you're an utter fool after all...

Without the need to be called out, the voice resounded again!

"Alright, you're nice and clean. Now, eat up little one."

I quickly looked at my living's face to check whether she heard it too or not, but she only smiled at me and spoke in a soft voice.

No, no one else can hear me, you thick-headed fool – how is that possible that a blockhead like you has actually managed to outwit me...?

...I can't believe this is happening...

Alright... I'm going to ask it once...

Patience.

Why the fuck are you still attached to me?

Wasn't this whole new game supposed to start everything from the start? Why are you here and why do I still have memories from the first playthrough?!

Tsk! Of course, a simpleton like you wouldn't be able to figure that out.

Look's who's talking, a great overseer of the system who fell right into this simpleton's trap.

…

…

...I walked right into that one... alright, let me entertain your toddler's brain for a moment while your mother is putting away your shitty diaper whilst you suck on her breast.

Or we might talk about your abandonment issues or your need to prove yourself to your father.

…

…

I hate your guts, failsafe.

It's mutual, failsafe.

You didn't have that much sass while we fought each other...

That's because my seething rage didn't allow for anything more than a few jabs – on the other hand, you seem way too calm now compared to your panic attack before...

Having a conversation with some foreign entity all inside one's brain was a truly bizarre experience – but it wasn't all that bad – as long as they were here, Patience wasn't messing with the system and therefore weren't threatening Cranberry... or were they...?!