borned
"Wellcome human" In front of Thomas sat the same person he saw first, after his death. With a traditional, white, glowing coat and pants with a smirk on his face.
"...Hi" Thomas replies with a bright smile on his face, waving his hands.
"What, you ask what is happening to everyone you meet for the first time or something?" Thomas shouts back with wide eyes.
"How would I know that I died? Dumb dick, have you ever written a single novel before?" Thomas, who was screaming, stayed silent before taking his finger near his lips as if thinking something. "Oh I forgot, you haven't"
Thomas narrowed his eyebrows. "Do you die every time your head gets hit? How could someone think that he died falling on the street? That sounds ridiculous"
"..... But…. You did die tho, on the street"
His narrowed eyes are back to normal. "Well…. That's just because…."
"Well, that's just a coincidence…" Thomas mumbled before he shouted. "Why are you Interfering in my personal life? you bastard."
"Cuz I am not an actor, you bastard, you can't even do your job properly; stop telling me what I have to do", Thomas said, pointing his fingers towards Outer.
<.... Well, your last kick was mesmerising>
Thomas gave the corner from where he was feeling the presence of Outer a sharp gaze; Outer was staring at Thomas with a straight face.
Thomas places his hand on his chin, looking at the corner from where he couldn't sense Outer with a narrowed gaze. "How did I act back then, I forgot"
"Do you remember?"
"Got it…. What does thinking outside of the box mean again?"
<..... I'm not even a native English speaker> Outer stays silent for a moment before continuing.
"....ok, so it's pretty much like - don't think too much"
"Why do they make idioms? Seriously, that's just useless things"
"Arghh, forget about it."
".....yes, think like you never heard that before, like how you never ate a whole chicken before" Thomas replies with a gentle, warm, soft, bright smile.
Outer stairs with a straight face.
Thomas looks with a bright soft, warm, gentle smile.
"Alright, let's jump into acting; imagine that motherfucker again," Thomas said as he turned his head to look at where the guy was before evaporating.
"Ok"
"Who are you? Where am I?"
Outer, who was watching him from his thoughts, was quite impressed by his acting, which was obvious from his smug smile.
…..
"Go hero, only you can save our world"
"Alright….." Thomas said as he kept nodding.
"Now only you just have to close your eyes and you will be reborn as the son of the baron"
"Ok…."
"Gooo…"
"Don't you have to give me some sort of cheat skill? Golden finger?"
"Ohh, yeah, you can see clearly from the moment you open your eyes, your brain will function like an adult man, and although your muscles would be weak like any other child, but you can make them stronger through training and taking a lot of nutrition."
"That's good to hear, but anything else, a power that no one else possesses, a rare, unbelievable power that could make me the strongest?"
"Have you seen kids go around creating business? And kids can't even see properly, you may not realise but it has the potential to make you the strongest"
"That's cool, alright god, see you soon" Thomas says before he closes his eyes and gets turned into energy and flows in a direction.
He felt weightless, floating, drifting. Muffled sounds reached him—voices, laughter, anger—but they were distant, like whispers through thick walls.
...
Thomas could feel his soul moving but couldn't see anything.
Gradually, he felt some warm liquid surrounding him and a heartbeat echoed through the liquid.
He feels weightless, floating, drifting.
"It's a boy, congratulations" It took Thomas a few seconds to see the face of the person who had just seen his penis. A woman in her twenties with blue eyes, brown hair, and a bright smile.
'Her eyes…. They are beautiful,' the unnamed kid thinks, staring at the paedophile.
'yeah, what is my eye colour?'
'Her eyes are so lovely; can I…. can you give her eyes to me?' He says while moving both of his hands towards her eyes.
<.... What?...>
' eye switching, give me your eyes, or I will snatch it away myself, ' Thomas said while waving his hands towards the blue-eyed girl.
Paedophile, on the other hand, was enjoying the cute action of newborn baby, which surpassed everything she had seen so far. "He is so cute," She says before giving the kid to his mom.
The mother holds her kid in her chest. Thomas slowly turns his head to look at his new mother.
She had a gentle smile, brown eyes, slightly red hair, and a beautiful face.
"Why isn't he crying?" As the words reached his ears, he remembered how nurses tortured the children and laughed at them when they cried.
He did not want to go through that; he knew what he needed to do. He cried, He cried so hard that everyone became concerned.
"Oh, my baby, common, lemme give you food" The moment he hears that, he wishes he didn't have his consciousness.
'stop, stop, Noo, that sexual abuse, hey Basterds, can't you skip all this?'
human replied with a slow, low voice.