Chapter 4: A few more years have passed.

1 years later.

Sitting cross-legged in my room, I feel the seed of time and space grow even more, now it was almost three times bigger than a pea, black and white, almost as if it were the sign of Yin Yang.

"Nii-chan?"

I hear Mika's sweet voice on the other side of the door, I say, "Come in."

Opening the door, Mika, who was now five years old, looked at me and asked while holding the edges of the cute pink dress with a green flower print: "I'm bored, can Nii-chan play with me?"

Rising from the floor, I ask, "And what would that be?"

She put her little hand on her chin and looked thoughtfully.

'It looks like she didn't think about it before she came.' I couldn't help but smile when I saw her cute face thoughtfully.

"Do you want to play video games?" I asked seeing that she didn't make up her mind.

"Yes, I will." She smiled as she approached. She then took my hand in her hand and started pulling me towards the living room.

Once there, I turn on the television and the video game console.

It was a little old console, but very familiar to me, it was a Super Nintendo and Mika's favorite game was Super Mario.

"Let's save the princess!" She screamed softly as she took the remote and sat on my lap.

"Yes, let's go." Agreeing with her, I smiled.

"Mika is going to be Luigi." Looking up, and looking into my eyes, she said.

"Okay, so I'm going to choose Mario." I nodded.

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4 years later.

In my room sitting cross-legged, I was meditating and something strange was going on, everything around me started to float while my body looked like a vacuum cleaner, sucking energy around me into my body.

"Crack!"

Looking inside, I see the seed that was now the size of a marble cracking and showing signs of being born, or so I think is happening.

"Urghhh!!"

Violent pain invaded my body, I can't stand it and start to moan in pain, although I force myself to swallow the scream stuck in my throat so as not to get Mika's attention and worry her.

I split my skin to tear and sew, as if I had become a flap doll, while the energy that invaded my body was my creator who sewed me. It was an uncontrollable pain, much stronger than anything I have felt in my entire life.

As if it had taken root, the seed that was ajar lets out something very similar to black and white roots connecting to the meridian veins of my body.

Then a feeling of power came to the fore, I felt like I could fight a bear only with my fists!

It was incredible! This sensation is addictive, it even made me forget the pain and want to laugh out loud because I was so happy, but I managed to restrain myself by jumping a long breath, but the wide, happy smile on my face was not gone.

"Crack!"

"Huh?"

A dimensional crack opened in front of me, I almost jumped, it was several times bigger than the cracks I had created before, it was even a little bigger than my size.

'What's on the other side?' I wonder with doubt. It was then that unknown information invaded my mind, information about this gap that opened up.

If I was happy before, now I was amazed, I didn't believe it at first, but, hey, if it's something to hurt me, why didn't you just suck me in? Convincing myself that it was not a dangerous thing, I hope to recover, although I have a bad odor.

'Is that impurity?' I didn't expect even impurities to come out of my body, just like the ones I read in my past life, well even in that life I read some of the pastels, but I still prefer those from my past life. Well, that's not the point now, the point is, should I come in now or take a shower first?

'Neh, I can create another tear in space and go in and see what it looks like, now I want to get rid of this bad odor.' I get up, while the sound of bone cracking in my body echoes, I walk towards the bathroom.

Once there, I remove my clothes and put them in the trash, since it was stained black, I turn on the shower and start washing. 'Is that skin? Will I become a snake now?'

Shaking my head, I continue to wash. Worse was that the more I rubbed, the more skin came off my body, being replaced by new, more milky and softer white skin. Even my hair I feel has become more silky.