GoLIL

I'll be straight; this isn't my first life. My name is Anne, but in my past life, it was Kathrine. When I died, I didn't get hit by truck-san, nor was it cancer. I had an autoimmune disorder, although I won't go into detail. It was painful; I spent over half of my life in and out of the hospital because of it. I was never a fortunate person. I was clumsy, and my family had a lot of health complications. Sooner or later, my body couldn't hold out, and I collapsed. I don't know how long I was on the ground when I came to I departed that world at the age of 23. 

At first, I was confused and scared that I couldn't see straight and that things were too bright. I was scared because things were either too weak or too strong for me to handle. It wasn't until the third day of being in this world that I realized that i didn't make it the day I collapsed and that I was someone else entirely and that I was an infant. But let us not have me get too far ahead of you. I still need a story so let me tell you my tale.

Poison Lilly

I didn't think that I'd actually be reborn into a fantasy-type setting for a world. I have to admit that I hoped for it. I wished potent magic to exist. I know it sounds weird believing in magic, but very little allowed me to hope for my future. Magic, novels, art, anime, manga, and gaming were outlets for my hopelessness. So seeing this before me, it is like the universe is granting me my wish.


Now you may be wondering if I see things that are not supposed to be there. First of all, fairies are interacting with my so-called parents. My father has horns protruding from his head, and my mother has elf ears. And I don't mean those small little ears I mean ears that are probably the size of my leg. I'm talking about my baby leg. A little FYI up until this point, I haven't seen my parents and hadn't left that pink bomb room. I also call that room the unicorn death room. Mainly because I don't care for pink; in other words, I dislike pink. 


Imagins my past self wearing padded armor yelling fight me to people who like pink.


"It's amazing our little girl can see the Fey guardians." (Mother)


Heh? So they are called that? And am I not supposed to see them? How can they tell?


"It's almost like she can understand what we are saying." (Mother)


"Too bad the Fey guardians are unable to communicate with her. They share so much wisdom." (Father)


"Honey, she is only 2 months old." (Mother)


"What? I want my daughter to be the best and the brightest." (Father)


"HONEY, don't start shoving your ideals on our only daughter." (Mother)


"Sweetie, I didn't mean it that way." (Father)


"I promise I won't force her to follow a path she doesn't want." (Father)


 I feel like they are hinting that they have other kids. Not only that, they speak as if he has tried to force his ideals onto the kid or kids. While I was thinking, both of them moved their faces closer to me, making me well aware of how small I am. 


They both seemed to look gloomy simultaneously like sad thoughts and worry overcame both of them.


"We both know that the Tiran Min Theoi is unavoidable." (Father)


"But why? Why do we have to do something that could kill our child?"


Wait... WHAT?!!! I could DIE AGAIN? Gosh, damn it, you shitting me? Your crying? Well, I'm also crying. I just got the opportunity to be reborn, and I might die right after becoming aware? *all of us crying*


Picking me up, they both held me between them like if they hold me like this, I won't lose my life. From what I could see squished between both of my parents, i realized that the Fey looked like they were sad for us. One day I hope to talk to them as well if i survive whatever my parents are talking about.


*Sigh* Will she stop sighing? I get it you worried that I might die tomorrow. Also, the person sighing is my nanny. Tomorrow is the day I go in to have the... you know what, I'm not even going to try to say that name. Anyways apparently, one out of every 50 kids dies after the ceremony. Those who live are granted special abilities unique to them. Why did they choose to do it when a child is 6 months old? Since each skill is unique for each kid, the skill could physically alter the child, and if so. Then the body has to be at a stage where it can adapt to that quickly, and the fact that if they don't do the ceremony at that age, apparently the magical energy for the planet will slowly crush you to death if left in isolation. If you encounter any living being, be it anything besides certain trees and a couple of bugs, you would instantly die. Either way, you wouldn't live long.


I'm pretty much saying I cant avoid this shit, or I'll die either way.


Garden fantasy