6. I'm tired. So I'll Tell You a Story!

I'm tired. So, let me tell you are story!

There was a popopopo, living in the middle of humans. He was impersonating a teenage kid.

He meant no harm, as he only wished to live.

He was living in his own world. Along with his loving parents, and his trustworthy friends.

Then, One day, In an instant, he realized that he became someone else. His family, his friends, his home, his original body, his whole world changed...in an instant. It seems, he had possessed the body of an eight year kid.

And, unlike other novels, he didn't have the memories of his past life, now.

It felt like he became a bug of sort.

He was shocked at first. He stayed shocked for a long time.

But, he had no other choice but to accept it.

The world he used to live was just like the modern earth. With the slight difference that, there also lived popopopo's along with humans...as their equals.

But, right now. This one had no knowledge of his past, present and future.

He was like a blank book in the name of an eight year. The first thing he did, after coming in the body of an eight year...was learning how to breath. Imagine, an eight year kid, suddenly forgets about his past and all the common sense of this world along with it...such as breathing, walking normally, talking normally and so on.

He started as an eight year old. He tried doing everything subconsciously, like a little kid who is learning everything for the first time. He knew by instinct that the one who he lived with were his family now? He didn't have any emotion for them...But, he loved his family. It was a dillema.

I think, It was the same kind of situation as from the manga To Your Eternity. He too was learning. But, the problem for his was both, the one who possessed and the one who was possessed were innocent children.

They both had no knowledge about the world. They both were not what you can call bright children. That's why it took him more twelve years to realize his existence. But, as he was now grown among the earthlings, their common sense was engraved in him as well.

Just the special trait of popopopo's still remained in his soul. But, he was now doubting whether he was from this world or that world.

He even was beginning to question that what if he was imagining his existence...to be special from others.

The previous owner of his body was an incompetent kid who was from a mid class family who were neither rich nor poor. This kid had some talent, but as he was just a fool, who was slow from others, he couldn't really manifest the will to do what he likes.

He was a...or should I say he is a well known kid among others for his harmlessness.

(NOW: THE STORY WILL CONTINUE FROM THE POV OF THE PROTAGONIST.)

Hi. I am Popopopo. But, I like to be called by *#*$^*

Why is it no being spelled correctly. My Name is

*#*$^*

I think I have to make another name for communication purpose. Well, I have a name I like though.

Let me try it again.

Hello, My name is SOKOMON.

You are reading my story. Well, a part of my story. I think? I am no longer sure about it, as my memories of my past self, are no longer clear.

I am possessing the body of the original SOKOMON.

So, What would be a story worthy enough to be written here.

Would you be alright with just hearing my experiences when I tried to adjust to this body, the new family, and this strangely familiar world?

Well. I did say that I have very vague memory of my past self. I don't remember my parents, but i know i was loved. I don't remember having friends, but remember somebody clinging to me and crying about something. I don't clearly remember what my world looked like, but I certainly feel deja-vu's from some places in this world.

Things have become stable...over the past few years now. No, I have finally stabilized myself completely after twelve years of my arrival into this unknown world.

It was hard at first. I too, as SOKOMON read many transmigration novels, mangas,etc.

But, my experience was totally different from the guys i see in these novels. After reading each and every chapter of the novels. I only think of one thing. "How lucky of you to have your memories inact, even if you were thrown in a strange world."

Sometimes, I feel some despair.

Like, " Why Me? Why did only my memory disappeared? If you were going to take it away anyway... Why did you have to give me bits of it? To watch me go crazy? Without the knowledge of Who is the real me?

I Know. That I have the identity of both me from the past and me from the present inside me right now. I just know. And, it is not a pleasant feeling... to have it.

My feeling burst out all of a sudden, in front of my family. I crave their attention and love. But, on the inside, I don't care about them at all.

I love them. But, am indifferent about them. I don't want them to hate me, But am more than fine, if I became alone for some reason.

That's who I have become. An entity who is neither good enough to be shown in a white background. Neither bad enough to be shown as a black background.

An entity, who is kind and corrupted. An entity, who don't really gives a concern about the other party. But, his body can probably harm itself to protect a stranger.

That's whom, I have become. I AM NOT GOOD ENOUGH, AS I HAVE MORE THAN ENOUGH EVIL. I AM NOT EVIL ENOUGH, AS I HAVE MORE THAN ENOUGH GOODNESS IN ME.

That's whom I have become.

I don't like myself. At the same time, I love myself.

I don't trust others at all. At the same time, I am fine with sacrificing a little if it can benefit them.

It is I, Sokomon. I don't know how to live. I don't want to die yet as well. But, I admire death and wait for his arrival, everyday. It is I, Sokomon.

Seriously, This body is pretty messed up.

When I possessed him, I had a hard time breathing...you know? No human body is unable to breath unconciously...you know?

Except for this kid? He had weak bones. He had low iron concentration in his blood. His face looked ugly, even though he was a kid. He was a slow learner.

He knew nothing about this world.

And, due to someone messing with me, who was probably living a good life in my world, I possessed a weakass trashy boy. And, as my mind synchronized with this kid, his mind took over my conciousness. DAMNIT..!

Now that I think about It. It was a messy situation. My mind was like a blank sheet of paper. So, anybody could have written anything onp it...at that time.

But, now that I think about it, a mere kid who didn't know shit was able to take control over my subconscious. That is terrifyingly shameful.

But, then after twelve years of hard work. I was able to take back half of my control over this body. Now It's like we both share this body..at 50%.

I help him grow from his weaker self, by finding his flaws. And by overcoming them one by one. To tell you the truth, It was very hard. This kid, is physically, mentally, spiritually, psychologically and socially weak as fuck.

I have to kill all those fuckers one by one. It's gonna take time, but i know i can kick their asses.

And, In return. This kid is gonna help me protect my feelings. If I have any? This kid is gonna help me so that i don't become indifferent towards those who love me.

It's a sweet deal for me. As, I know this kid has talent. Just his foundation is weak as fuck. He's lazy as fuck. He has almost no desire. So, It's a nice body for me to do some amazing experiments with.

As for me. This world still feels strange. So, I'm asking this guy to help me not make some inhumane decisions. As, I get the feeling that If I'm left alone...I could give the demon king, a run for money.

We came to an equilibrium, only when we reached twenty of age. It's like both of us have accepted each other as oneself, and can act like a single team.

That was when, for the first time...I realized this guy's desire to change. To grow. To evolve. That gave me a chance to make ammends.

And, at the same time, he also realized how much of darkness was I bearing after coming to this world. So, right now, we are like partners. I think, that is enough for me to not become alone here. And, with just a small price of looking after this body, till his death.

I can't wait for death to come to me. I'll be waiting. There is a belief here, that everyone only gets one life. After death, awaits nothingness. I mean, It could be true, for all I care. It doesn't matter whether I can have something, or nothing, after my death.

But, I sure would like to find that asshole who made me look like a bug in this unknown world. I'll kindly slap him like the bitch he is, and then turn into nothingness.

Well..

Now I'm more tired. So, I'll do some resting, if possible. That's all for today's part of my story.