I'm a loser that writes for a living.

Now that I'm about to kill myself, I can proudly admit that fact.
I was born a loser and now I'm gonna die a loser

So, with much vigor, I decided to jump off a bridge. But when the moment came I got cold feet and decided to not kill myself.

But I still died.....

Turns out being drunk and standing on a very thin railing was not that safe and the fact that I don't know how to swim wasn't helping.

Mission failed successfully, I suppose.

But what's this?
Why are my arms so tiny?
Why can't I stand up?
I have turned into a baby!

Literally.

WAIT.
Why is this world so strangely familiar?

Isn't this world based on a novel I wrote long ago...

I reincarnated as a baby in my novel's world !??

'' Sigh...''

Fuck this shit, I'm out.

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Deranged Writer's Afterword

Dina and I stared at each other, she gave me an awkward smile. 


" Why don't we head out to the park ?" 


" I'd much rather talk here, ma'am.", I say avoiding her eyes that scanned me from top to bottom. 


Upon hearing me, a look of hurt passes over her for an instant but soon a bitter smile took its place. 


" That's....understandable, have a seat then." 


I do as instructed and sit down on the seat before her desk. 


" Are you okay now....you, after all, that happened, I was just wondering..." 


" That's great...I wanted to visit you but I didn't think that you would want me ther-" 


" Thank you for your consideration....may I leave now ?" 


" O-oh yeah sure, I just wanted to check up on you." 


I get up wanting to leave and start walking back but stop hearing Dina's voice once again, 


" Your father.....he said that he wanted to chat with you.....he's got all his memories back, could you...meet him...for me ?" 


The Mission (2)