《The Daily Life of Akashi Takabi (Draft I)》Chapter II: Mother
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I’m lifted up into the air.
My eyes open. It hasn’t been more than an hour since I fell asleep, I think.
It’s the woman who I originally thought was my mother.
Where is she taking me?
She opens up the door and walks me through the hall.
A few people dressed in the outfits of priests and priestesses are crowded next to the bed of a frail and sickly looking woman.
Her skin is pale, and her face is ghastly. There’s blood all over the sheets.
She looks at me with an incredibly warm and strong gaze.
Even in such a condition, she’s rather enchanting.
Her light golden brown hair seems to sparkle in the sunlight, and her ocean blue eyes seem to drag the soul in.
There’s a noble aura emanating all around her. There’s also a huge sense of familiarity I have with her.
The people dressed in outfits of the church mutter strange words and chants as a glow ranging from green to white emanates from their hands.
Is it magic?
Whatever it is though, it doesn’t seem to be working.
The people dressed as priests or priestesses look pale, and like they’re going to collapse.
I think I can understand that they’re healing the woman.
I think I can also guess what’s happening now.
I feel like… this woman is my mother. And I think she’s dying due to complications related to my birth.
An immense sense of guilt swells in my mind. Did I somehow kill her when I isekaid into her?
I mean, it’s not my fault, but it also is?
I don’t understand what I should do about it.
I’m not a peace-loving person who would never kill anyone regardless of the situation. I’m not even someone against killing people in general. Some people need to die.
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But accidentally killing your own mother upon being born makes me feel beyond guilty. Like I want to tear my heart out in apology.
She’s not even someone I see as my mother even if she is my mom technically, but the guilt is immeasurable.
Imagine being born into another world- a dream come true for many of us weebs and otaku, I presume- and then finding that while being born, you killed your new mom.
Watching them die helplessly in front of you.
“VW50aWwgSSBzdWNjZWVkLAo=” The woman who I believe to be my mother utters
“UmVnYXJkbGVzcyBvZiBob3cgbG9uZyBpdCB0YWtlcyw= ?” A priestess asks
“VW5sZXNzIHlvdSBzdHJhaWdodGZvcndhcmRseSB0ZWxsIG1l” A priest relies instead
Then the woman who I believe is my mother in this world begins to cough violently.
“VGhhdCBJIHNob3VsZCBzdG9wIHRyeWluZy4= !” someone shouts, before the woman holding me is rushed out of the room, me with going her.
The woman heads back to the bed and lays down on it. She holds me in between her massive mounds that are her chest.
I’m too busy contemplating about the woman who is probably my mother to bother being embarrassed.
I… killed someone, haven’t I?
Not intentionally, but still.
“U28gSSBzZWxmaXNobHkgYmVnIG9mIHlvdSB0byBhY2NlcHQgbXkgbGlrZWx5IHVud29ydGh5IHNlbGYu” the woman who might be my aunt says me as she pats my head.
I’m sorry miss, if you are my aunt, I’ve killed your sister.
The woman squishes my head between her chest.
My face goes red once I realize where my head is.
The woman laughs, despite watching that woman just start dying.
I don’t think they had a good sibling relationship. I’m not sure it’s a good idea for me to stay where I am, in that case…
I attempt to lift my head out, but find my neck doesn’t have enough strength to do so.
The woman headpats me.
Soon, I fall asleep once more.
Inside my dream, I’m standing in front of the woman who I believe to be my mother, in my original form from before I was isekaid.
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Whiteness is all around me.
“Salutations, my dear child,” my mother greets
“…Salutations? Why not just a hello?” I mutter subconsciously.
“I suppose you could say that our cultures are simply different? A word like ‘Hello’ doesn’t exist in this world. There is Salutations for the upper class, and Hail for the lower class.” she explains with a light laugh
Did I say that out loud? That wasn’t intentional.
But that’s interesting…
Wait, this is a dream. It’s probably not accurate…
Though it’s a world that seems to contain magic. It could be magic.
“I’m here to just let you know that it wasn’t your fault that I died. It’s something that runs in this a large portion of this kingdom’s noble families, mostly those who are part of the anti-crown pro church faction. I also want to tell you to live your life as happily as you can as my son, and that if you want, there’s a way you can return to your old world, in a way.” she tells me
Huh, really? To all those things.
“How can I return?” I ask
I’d like to return to my family. My mom, my dad, and my two siblings. Also my dog.
It’s the downside of isekai.
But what does she mean by ‘in a way’?
“There’s actually numerous ways to return. I’m sure you’ll manage to find one. The downside though is that like on your way here, you’ll likely lose your body, and will be granted another body. Though it shouldn’t be a problem as there will be at at least a little more potential in that body.” she explains
That doesn’t really answer what I asked, but that’s good to know.
“Alright, I’ll keep that in mind,” I tell her
“Good.” My apparent mother replies. “Now, I believe I can answer one more quick question of yours. I must depart soon”
“Do I have any sort of cheat ability?” I ask
My mother laughs. “I wouldn’t call anything you have a ‘cheat’, but you certainly have some extremely abnormal statistics and skills. Basically, your potential from both bodies is combined. It could be developed into a cheat though...”
Then she fades into the whiteness around me.
The whiteness slowly fades into darkness.
“Be sure to keep the family name alive and well son. For you are the last of the Akashi’s. Takabi Akashi, do not end the family name with you.” A man’s voice sounds
It sounds regal.
Is it my father from this world? They called me son. Are they dead too or something?
Also, so my new name is Takabi Akashi, huh. I guess it’s alright. My old name will probably sound suspicious if I were to use it.
Also, telling me to not end the family name, I’m not really planning on staying. I’m not planning on building any romantic attachments either.
If I’m the last, I guess I could adopt another child like me or something to keep the family name going, even though the genetics won’t be transferred. That’s the greatest compromise I can make.
Then I fall into true sleep.
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