Slowing down TIME is very expensive, lucky for me I am not really slowing down TIME but speeding up the speed of my thoughts and processes, but even then I won't be able to do this for long anyway. The more sped up the more I burned up as fuel for it.

At my current expenditure where time almost stopped outside my perception it felt as if for every 1 minute of near Time stop I would burn up 1 month worth of essence generated.

Right now not caring a bit for that I sent my awareness into my Soul and looked at the memories I held up on doing so. ` Stupid me thought everything went of without a hitch and it would probably be more of the same. Well better to fix the problem later than never at all. `

` I better start from the beginning otherwise I might miss more stuff. ` After the revival not much happened at first. There was a bit of a scare but that went past fast either way. ` School, home, playing with friends, hmm, nothing unusual at all. Ah here it is. `

I stopped fast playing the memories and saw my mothers swollen belly. ` Why did she get pregnant though. I never had siblings in that fake Reality and should not now either. In this time period the problems should start to slowly appear between my parents. `

` Did my “ accident ” produce some unforeseen circumstances? ` Thinking a bit it came to me. ` I had heard of this before that when a child has an accident it could trigger the parents into making another in fear of losing the child but if the child died it would turn the opposite. `

Knowing what to look for I ignored most stuff but I paid greater detail to the still unborn child. It was in those moments I noticed that my younger self spent a lot of time touching the belly of the mother. ` I guess not having a sibling might have shifted my perspective when I did get one. `

Recalling the memory of the girl currently crying on my chest I brought out the memory of her standing at the doorway and took a better look at it. ` Yup, beautiful no matter how one looked at her. `

Taking a better look I noticed the features that hold in this bloodline of mine. Straight black hair inherited from mother and the green eyes from father. ` But it's the rest of the features that are not catching my attention. ` The structure of the face is so sleek and smooth that if one looked into the future a bit one could see a supermodel of the female sex in it.

` There is just so little of the slight plumpness I shared with my mother. `

` There is no fucking way that a beauty with all the features I like came out of my mother unless something interfered and I even know who it blame it on to. ` This time instead of just watching a memory I immersed myself into it. This way I would feel every sensation that the body experienced in that moment.

Soon I was in that scene and felt the happiness the body experienced and the moment it touched the belly of the mother it sent a small amount of essence hoping it to be healthy and beautiful when it grows.

Confirming my suspicions I leave the immersion and continue to watch the memories and slowly notice something. Every day the body would send a small amount of essence with goodwill to it.

` If I considered how much essence that would be and having been seeped with my essence and my thoughts of a beautiful girl influencing the fetus before the birth it is no surprise she turned out like a supermodel. `

` Man no wonder the timeline went haywire if my body spent so much essence just on her. `

Checking out the passing of time by the amount of essence used up I noticed I already spent a few years worth of essence. ` Best hurry this up, I can look at the detailed memories later first lets see the name of this sister. Ha still following the name theme by naming her Amila. `

Leaving my Soul and slowly returning to a normal human's perception of time I consider how to make a good impression. It's not like everyday one gets such a beautiful little sister. ` Well not that little actually. `

Once my perception was back to normal I addressed her. “ Ah stop crying please. I am sorry for making that joke on you. It's just that not having seen you in a LONG TIME you have turned out so beautiful I couldn't even recognize you anymore.” Yup, not one lie came out of my mouth.

Taking a second to recognize what, I said I could already hear the cries stopping. Once done her face turned to me she stared at me for quite some time but still not saying a thing.

`Did I anger her too much? `

“ What is it? Now you won't even talk to me? ” I sighed, if you're not aware of something, asking never hurts. “ Did I go too far? ”

This time I could see her expression slacking a bit and maybe considering it but soon the words came out. “ No, big brother it's just you, you. ” Rolling my eyes, I urge her to say it. “It's just you've never done anything like that before. ” This time there was some suspicion in her eyes.

` Never, fuck did I already mess up? Best I say as little as possible lest she finds out I have little knowledge about anything. Sigh, will need to do more memory searching as soon as possible. `

“ OK, ok, no need to look at me like that. ” Disengaging from that conversation line I turned away from her face and looked at the door hoping someone would interrupt us but none came, so I had my head to face her. “ Where are your parents? I was told a family would come, not just you. ”

Deflecting her suspicion as best as I could I heard the answer soon. “ They should be here any minute. I sorta run ahead to see you. ”

“ I see, then clean your tears before they come. Best they don't see you clinging to me like this. ” I really hoped she would do that. I don't want to be seen having a beautiful girl like her clinging to me like this, not to mention her being my sister.

“ Why would that be for the best? ” I still could hear some suspicion in those words. “ I mean you're no longer a child best not make other people misunderstand stuff, you know. ” I hope she gets it this time and leaves my chest alone.

Still suspicious came an immediate reply. “ Let them think what they want. Why does it bother you now? It never bothered you before when we were this close.”

` FUCK, of course it did not, I was fucking asleep. ` Damn it, why is she so suspicious of me as if something is wrong with me. Luckily I was saved as two people came through the door.

Turning my head and seeing them both in one room and not shouting at each other did bring some melancholy out of me but it was soon gone. Mothers plump face beamed in a smile as she saw me awake and looking at her.

Immediately she came over to hug me like always she did when I met her in the fake reality. Only this time there was far more relief and happiness.

“ You're finally awake. You have no idea how scared I was you would never wake up at all. ” Concern washed over me as she said that. To get her away from those thoughts I replied. “ I am ok mother, you don't have to worry so much anymore. ” Saying what I thought, I turned back to father. “ Hello dad. Umm, I hope I didn't bring too much trouble for being here for so long.”

“ Trouble yes, but since you're awake they will be gone soon too I hope. How do you feel? The doctor who called us said they did some tests after you awoke and found no problems at all. ” There was some concern in that voice but not too much. But I knew he liked to hide his feelings.

Inside he has a soft heart. In that fake reality I ended up freeloading on him for quite some years until finally he snapped and kicked me out of the house. Soon after that I found a job albeit a low paying one and rented a small apartment in the city to live out the few years before my death there.

“ Yeah, they found nothing so far. The doctor did say they would do some more tests but I have no doubt they will declare me healthy and let me leave. ” I declared with full confidence.

While talking to my parents I sidelined Amila the sister and her suspicious glare at me. To be honest it was kind of hard for me to talk to them for so long. I didn't know how much everything changed compared to the past, I lived in the fake reality.

And while that is not the worst that could happen, the worst was, in my later years there I lived avoiding as much contact with people. I just was not comfortable being in conversations so most of the time I stood there and let the other people talk while I listened and did an occasional reply.

With my conversational skills being quite low, I did my best to say as little as possible and weirdly it kind of worked. It almost looked like they were used to it. ` Looks like I was not the best conversationalist this time either. `

After some more time passed, the visiting hours would be gone. I hoped at least as it was harder to deflect any topics I was unsure off. The one I deflected the most was the one about my new sister. From what i picked up, it seems as if she was very clingy to me and I never denied that behavior.

` Of course I wouldn't, even asleep. Having a pretty little thing like her attached to me definitely brought me happiness. Once I get a break I'll enjoy those memories to the fullest. ` Alas since they came late today they could not stay for long anyway and had to say goodbye.

When they were about to leave I finally addressed Amila for the first time since they came. “ Don't cry anymore. It will ruin your pretty face. ” Still looking at me with that suspicious look in her eyes she just nodded and left.

` That was so exhausting. ` Social interactions really took the most out of me. At some points I even had to accelerate my perception to formulate a good answer.

Once I was alone I left the body to sleep and pushed my awareness into the Soul. This time I would rewatch all the memories. Again I skipped the boring parts whenever I could and any time there was some interaction with my new sister I immersed myself in them. But not fully otherwise the amount of time needed to go through all of them would be weeks not days..

No it was more like a condensed version of that time. Knowledge and feelings were transmitted to me either way, even if everything went by faster.

As I watched the years went by and soon Amila became 15. A gorgeous girl still growing but already so much beauty was shown. It was in that timeframe I came upon some memories. They were hazy and only when I immersed myself in them did I find their real form. They were lewd memories of my little sister and me.

At first it was hard to believe but when I remembered it was me here I was thinking about, even if I had been asleep during that time it should not really be a surprise.

In that fake reality having been doomed as an eternal virgin there was only one way to satisfy myself of course and doujins were one of the mediums I used. `Doujins of all kinds but having no siblings I was free to imagine anything happening. So sisters tags and gender bender tags are my most visited ones. As for gender benders, well I can only say what you don't have will always intrigue you more than what you already have. `

Back to the main point of having these memories at all. After I examined them I could only come to one conclusion. They were dreams. The haziness was one clue as the second one well they only came about once a month.

` Weird that they only came once a month but now that I think about it they were the only dreams I could find. Did my body not dream at all before that point. ` Either way I separated those from the memories and left them in a separate part of the soul to review again later.

After that I checked the latest memories and saw the incident that happened. Wanting to know more I immersed myself into it a bit deeper. In it I saw how I got hit, but that was not important. What was important was the last of my saved essence from the Void being used up to make it happen. After that was darkness as no memories were saved here.

` So I guess that was the moment that decided it was time for me to awaken. `

Done with the general look of my life the body lived I could only say it could be worse. Due to the rather large amount of essence used up for my little sister as a baby in the stomach there was a divergence. ` But if compared properly to the amount of essence used to the result I wanted it's not so bad. `

Being asleep here in my Soul my body kind of sleep walked through life for me and followed the guide that was my memories as best as possible. I was still a bum of a man in the eyes of others, but with one major difference. Here I had an excuse because of the incident where I fell from the tree. From that day to others I had appeared dazed from time to time and the friendships were harder to maintain.

Still the body followed my memories as best as possible. It finished high school, failed college and after that it spent time playing games which later turned to reading. ` All in all could have been worse. `

Done with the initial recollection I switched my awareness back into the body and noticed soon it would be daybreak.

Unsure of what to do I decided to try to sleep till doctors come for more tests. I knew I was able to initiate a dream state whenever I wanted so after placing the condition of my awakening to the doctor/nurse that comes I went into dreamland by letting go of my awareness.

When I came to, the nurse was waking my body. At first I was in a fugue state and when I tried to recall the dream it started to slip away as if every time I tried to hold onto something it just went away faster.

` Interesting. ` I knew I could bypass the problem on my side by saving the dream memories in the Soul. ` Another thing to pursue if i want to. `

Opening my eyes to the nurse nudging me awake. I knew the time had come for the last tests to be done and then wait for the results. Not paying any attention to them and more like being a passive observer instead of truly doing it on my own I watched time pass.

Once I was done with them and back in my room I let my body rest for a bit and used my essence body to explore the hospital again.

Following yesterday's experiment I went looking for old people as one would find old people the most in a hospital. What I was looking for were the unconscious ones. Right now I didn't want to check what would happen if I tried to take essence from somebody awake.

The best choices were the ones being done surgery on. Back in the surgery another guy gave a donation and in return I gave him half of what I took and spread it all over the body.

I only ever took 10 years worth of essence. It was enough as with more people visited, soon I had gathered 150 years worth of essence. It was then that I realised that this was way too easy. ` I am not sure why but somehow I have this doubt that it should be much harder to gather power for myself. `

Time passed and the next day came and I was released from the hospital. Again they could not find anything wrong with me. Everything they did made me out to be in very good health.

Now I was waiting for father to come pick me up so I could leave the city and go back to living in my old home. Once he came I was surprised my new little sister came too. Saying hi to them I entered and we were on our way home. There was some small talk but I mainly stared out the window and watched the World pass by. Soon we were out of the city and back on the main road.

` I always liked watching the scenery pass by when I traveled. Different color schemes blending together makes for picturesque scenes. `

Half an hour later I stood in front of my old house. Two story house with red bricks surrounding it from all sides as a facade and a big veranda at the front.

` Yes this is the house though it looks a bit more complete than I remember. I guess not going through a divorce did wonders for it. ` Once inside I saw my old room on the left at the end of the hall I teared up a bit.

` Being here again after so long does bring out some homesickness it seems. `

“ Brother, you're crying. Why are you crying? ” Asked me Amila.

“ Just remembering stuff, don't worry about it. '' I replied.

` Maybe I will stay a bit longer than I initially thought.`