《My New Life on the Otherworld》PROLOGUE
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"I.... I can't breathe....."
My eyes are getting hazy, I can't even think of anything anymore.
My body full of blood, I can't feel my legs and hands, and I can't
even speak one single word. My consciousness is fading...
I guess im dying.
"Where am I?"
I woke up into the place that i've never been before.
It was so warm and has a gentle atmosphere.
In front of me was a beautiful woman with pink hair and amber eyes
and handsome looking guy that looks like a prince from drama.
"Ara... How cute he is, look darling it's our child!"
"It's...It's our child!!.. I'm so glad!!..I'm so glad!!.."
"Let's give him a name darling!"
"Yes we should! Er... Your name is Lion!"
From the situation, it seems like I was a newborn baby and my parents
giving me a name. I can't seem to remember anything before.
As I think so, my consciousness is fading again and i fell asleep.
In the next day I woke up, it's the same scenery as yesterday.
I'm trying to grasp the situation I was in and as what it looks like
I was a baby.
I don't know why, but are all newborn baby think like this as when they were born?
A few moments later the bautiful woman came into this room with a smile on her face.
"Ara... You're awake! Are you hungry? Mama brought you some food!"
"Uwa....!! Uwa....!! Uwa.....!!"
"Yes I'm hungry!" Is what I'm trying to said, but it seems I can't say anything other than "Uwa!"
She pick me up and carry me then feed me with her milk that come out from her breast. It doesn't have any taste......
I thought woman breast milk would taste delicious but what I taste was plain.
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After she done feeding me, she put me back into my bed then go out from the room.
I see there's a book near my pillow. I tried to open it and read the book.
"Eh? I can read it? Isn't newborn baby doesn't have the ability to read it yet?!"
Woah, it seems I was a newborn baby with high intellectual!.
I was surprised and feel somewhat happy with my talent.
Since i'm too happy, I can't sleep yet and try to learn to walk.
First I tried to walk with both my hands and legs, then I tried to stand up using only my 2 legs.
But it seems I can't maintain my balance yet and fall from my bed.
The woman that seems to be my mom heard rushed to my room after heard the crashing sound that came from my room
and quickly pick me up.
I cried because it feels so hurt but my mom keep rubbing my head.
It feels so nice and calm... the pain is slowly disappearing and I fell asleep on her embrace.
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