new life
In a newly constructed wooden crib was an adorable baby with plump, rosy cheeks.
A common sight, but the animalistic features that accompanied it said the opposite.
On its head, a small silver hair, accompanied a pair of feline ears the same color as its surroundings.
In the same proximity, a crescent moon mark was on his forehead.
And at the end of its small body, a feline tail, the same color as its hair.
Anyone looking at the crib would see this little creature staring at his mobile.
They just didn't know his thoughts...
—**—**—**—
'I wanna die..." The words came out like a baby growl
One week...
A whole week...
I just wish this torture would end...
I can say that I pray every day that a wild animal will enter this tent and end it.
I finally understood why God didn't give babies conscience.
Being breastfed... Oh God...
An adult woman drinking breast milk...
Do the physiological needs on yourself...
Not even being able to speak an understandable word is allowed.
I feel more and more in a vegetative state...
Ever since I woke up from that hot feeling, when I got a new name, I've been thrown into this nightmare...
Every time I open my eyes it's a different torture.
Any shred of sanity I might have is gone
I just stopped resisting anything that is incomprehensible
And I accepted, I don't have the strength to even question
I think that's what Buddhism meant by ascending to nirvana...
The only good thing I understood, if I can call it a good thing. It was information.
The "information" that I discovered in the midst of this hell were:
1° This village has what are called hobgoblins and goblinas, the green beings, and it seems that they are the majority
2° Use a race of horned wolves as a mount
3° There are dwarves here, not people with dwarfism, more dwarves from the medieval game races.
4° The child who brought me here seems to be the leader of the village and he is also that blue acorn.
5° I finally understood where I am.
—**—**—**—
After absorbing this much information, I was finally able to connect the dots.
I had a very strong feeling of déjà vu...
And in the end, I really, really... reincarnated.
Ah... every time I even think about it I feel like I've lost 10 years of life...
When I was finally free to live the way I wanted to, I wake up in a dangerous world, medieval style
And on top of that being a baby, not human.
I just wonder why out of all the safe worlds of shoujos or Slice of live, I ended up in a shounen...
Where worlds are always ending with wars and explosions...
And not even for me to be far from the protagonist, for me to live a peaceful life...
I have to end up in the bear's den, the epicenter of chaos...
To top it off in an almost lethargic way.
And I can't even run away, because obviously, I'm a baby and the other is that I'm now what's called a "named monster"
I'm connected to Rimuro...
I'm afraid of my future... I won't grow up in time to defend myself from this village's first attack...
I would like to cry, but I already spent all my tears 2 days ago.
At least I got used to the green guys...
Speaking of them...
Three goblins entered the hut, two heading for Rimuro and the other for the baby.
It was their current routine, coming to clean Rimuro and check on the baby he had brought.
Feeding him, changing, cleaning or taking a light walk.
The little one was very peculiar to goblins, her first 5 days were very troubled.
Her cry was echoed throughout the village, extremely desperate, whoever saw it from the outside would think they were torturing her.
Feeding was another difficult affair, she vehemently refused. Hours it took for her to give up
But at the end of the night of the fifth day, everything stopped, as if they were imagining everything.
Like I'd become another baby in the middle of the night.
All reluctance was gone, she was now polite but worryingly silent.
Most worrisome were her little tics, which came every time she was taken care of.
—**—**—**—
The goblins left the tent, leaving Luna alone once more.
If we don't tell your terrible thoughts...
Silence reigned in the tent, but not for long.
Rhe blue acorn, or rather, Rimuro began to regain consciousness
"Uhh, what happened?"
Ah... the blue ball speaks, haha...
Good thing I don't have what's called sanity anymore, otherwise I'd be freaking out, right? Haha...
Rimuru looks around, noticing he was still in his tent, then noticing the newly placed crib.
As he was approaching, Luna began to glow, momentarily blinding him.
And when he opens his eyes again, the one in the crib is no longer a baby.
But a child who appears to be about 3 years old, with his purple eyes, looking curiously at the blue ball
Soon she babbles:
"Daddy?"
"Luna?!"
Meanwhile inside the little...
I SAID WHAT?! I DIDN'T SAY THAT!!
NOOO, WHO SAID THAT?!