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

Both Nephyr and Nyad looked stunned to see me, but I had no time to explain my circumstances to them right now. I need to bring him out. 


A rupture in space became visible as I activated my [Sub-Space], I imagine what I wanted to pull out and put my hand inside the space. 


Nyad and Nephyr take a few steps back, confusion still visible on their faces. 


I've been conducting experiments using [Sub-Space] for the last five months, I started small by using baby chicks and later used their mother hen. 


From my experiments, I've come to understand the skill a lot better. 


Living beings can survive in the sub-space, no rather than survival it was more like time stopped for them but they could only stay in the space for a very limited amount of time. After a lot of speculating I've concluded that size matters. 


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