The new life - Chapter 1

(The new life - Chapter 1)

Darkness. Silence. Then—pain.

It was sudden and overwhelming, like I had been yanked from one reality and slammed into another. One moment, I was behind the wheel, headlights blinding me, tires screeching—then nothing.

Now, warmth surrounded me. A strange comfort I couldn't explain. My body felt… small. Weak. I tried to move, but my limbs barely responded. My head wobbled as I tried to lift it, but it was too heavy. I opened my mouth to speak, only for a pathetic little gurgle to come out.

Panic flooded me. Something was very, very wrong.

A blurry shape hovered over me, cooing softly. My vision was fuzzy, but I could make out the gentle features of a woman—a pastel pink face, violet hair tied in curls, bright eyes filled with warmth. She was smiling down at me, her voice sweet and soothing.

Alright where the hell am I?

"Shh, it's okay, little one. Mommy's here."

Mommy?

My brain short-circuited. That wasn't my mom. My mom was—oh god. My mom. My family. My life. My car. I died.

The realization hit like a truck. Well, technically, I was hit by a truck. But now? I was… alive? Again? And apparently a baby?

As the woman cradled me, my vision slowly adjusted. The room was soft and bright, decorated in pastel colors. There was a rocking chair, a crib, and—was that a stuffed pony? A creeping sense of familiarity tickled at my brain. Something about this place felt... surreal.

Then it clicked.

The color palette. The art style. The weird woman holding me—this world.

This was Equestria Girls.

I woke up in My Little Pony? As a baby?!

My mind screamed in protest. This was a joke, right? Some kind of bizarre coma dream? Maybe I'd wake up in a hospital bed any second now. But no. The warmth, the weight of my tiny limbs, the gentle sway of the woman—no, my new mom—holding me was all too real.

This was happening.

I wanted to scream, to demand answers, but all I managed was another infantile coo. My new mother giggled, rocking me gently.

"Aww, such a curious little baby. You're going to grow up into a strong, smart boy, aren't you?"

I was not a baby. I was a 17-year-old teenager trapped in a baby's body in a universe of talking horses and human magical high school drama.

Damn

What the hell do I do now?

As she laid me down in the crib, I stared at the mobile spinning above me, adorned with tiny suns and moons.

One thing was for sure…I had a long, strange life ahead of me.

(6 years later)(First grade)

What I discovered was that the city I was reborn in was called Canterlot. Yes, the one from the main series. Which means I'm in the same town where magical stuff happens, and I have no way to defend myself against it. The good news? Equestria Girls hasn't happened yet. How do I know?

I have Wallflower Blush in my class... That's good actually—I'd rather see the events of the movie unfold with my own eyes, minus the whole mind-control part. Yeah, I could skip that.

"Berry?"

I looked up from the book I was pretending to read and saw Wallflower trying to talk to me. Poor girl—even as a kid, she was often forgotten or ignored. Damn.

"Yeah?"

"Want to play together?" she asked, blushing cutely.

Yeah… she has a crush on me since I talk to her the most, which is nice and all, but I'M STILL A TEENAGER STUCK IN A LITTLE KID'S BODY. So HELL NO.

Growing up here, I had to learn that while history was somewhat similar to how the U.S. was founded, it was also vastly different. Any history I thought I knew? Completely useless.

For example, slavery? Yeah, never existed. Since everyone here is unique, it wouldn't have made sense. Another weird thing? There's no mention of King Sombra in history. He's just… gone. Or maybe he's just a normal guy? I don't know

As for the main girls, they're either not here or in different classes. Applejack isn't at my school—probably homeschooled. The same for rarity probably with her poor family…I forget all the time that rarity family is poor or just dresses poorly. Twilight is obviously not here. Rainbow Dash is, but in another classroom; I saw her sprinting down the hallway once. Fluttershy is probably in the same class as Rainbow if this world follows the lore. Oh yeah, and Pink—

"Berry?"

Crap, I forgot she was here… Even I struggle to remember her. It's like the world itself is trying to forget her.

"Yeah, sure," I said with the cutest smile I could muster.

I was blessed with decent looks and a good singing voice. Some of the kids enjoy listening to me sing, especially since I perform songs that don't exist in this world. No Bruno Mars, no Rex Orange County, no Poor Man's Poison—not even musicals like Epic or Wicked.

The world here is fairly peaceful. Sure, there are gangs and corruption, but overall, it's a pleasant place to live.

I followed Wallflower to an area filled with toys. She mostly plays with dolls and nature-themed toys, like a plush flower. Who even thought putting flower toys among normal toys was a good idea? Anyway, apart from that, we played for a while. We're close since she's one of the few who doesn't make fun of me. Shocker, right?!

Being a smart kid who knows advanced math and science makes me a bit of a freak. And then there's my name—Berry. Self-explanatory. The only thing saving me from full-on bullying is my singing and my art skills. In my past life, I was an artist, drawing Disney characters, Steven Universe, Adventure Time, Undertale, and more. Now I am Berry Specter

....Such a dumb name!

Anyways I am the son of Silver Specter and Berry jam. My dad,silver specter, is a clothing business owner. He owns different clothing stores that do pretty well. He even has a store in the canterlot mall that sells suits and my Mom owns many bakeries like a French one, Mexican one and even a Japanese one. Overall my parents are good people but do not have time to play with me or talk to me, leading to me being kinda lonely until wallflower appeared in my life.

Now the day was coming to an end. I gave a hug to wallflower and I got picked up by my family chauffeur. My house is pretty nice and big enough to fit a family of 15 without problems. Not a mansion but still nice you know?

…Okay my parents are pretty rich and have a few workers working in the house all the time.

A maid brought me my dinner since my parents were working overtime. Yeah, I'm pretty lonely most of the time. I just draw, sing, read stuff on the internet, study history and music, and watch cartoons in my free time.

The internet exists, but it's basically 2008-era internet, so it gets boring fast. And don't even get me started on the computers—they're so chunky! Why are they so bulky?

Anyway, I still decided to learn a bit of programming from books and the internet, despite how shitty it is. After that, I usually just watch cartoons. Some classics still exist, like Futurama, Pokémon, Yo-kai Watch, and SpongeBob, but there's no X-Men, Marvel, DC, or anything super violent. If a show had too much violence, it was never made. So much for a perfect world, huh?

Games followed the same pattern, but since this is around 2008, I have a Nintendo Wii with Super Mario Galaxy and Sonic Unleashed. I also have a Nintendo DS with some Pokémon games.

I wonder if Fluttershy plays Pokémon? Probably… yeah... 

Why do I always talk to myself you might ask? I guess it's a safety mechanism. I mean, I did get transferred into this kid's body, and let's be honest—this world is kinda crazy. Pinkie Pie, for example, is clearly insane in the series, and no one even bats an eye. There is also the fact that I might be trapped in a fanfic for all I know…Don't want to think about it…( Talk about a transition people!)

Speaking of Pinkie—she's not in my school. Probably homeschooled, like Applejack…Poor girl. Yeah, her parents died like in the story, but it was after Apple Bloom was born. They were on their way back home after Applejack's mom gave birth when they got into a car accident.

I overheard my mom talking to my dad one night when they thought I was asleep. They considered adopting Applejack and her siblings, but Granny Smith stepped in to take care of them. My mom was close to Applejack's mom, but after the accident, she kinda distanced herself from their family. I don't know the exact details—who would tell me anyways? I'm just a kid.

After spending some time learning a bit of coding and sketching Finn and Jake from Adventure Time, I decided it was time to sleep. The day had been uneventful, just another routine of reading, drawing, and learning, yet as I climbed into bed and pulled the blanket over me, a strange restlessness settled in my chest.

I turned on my side, staring at the ceiling. The room was quiet, the soft hum of the outside world barely audible through my window. I shifted under the covers, trying to find comfort, but my thoughts wandered. Without meaning to, my mind drifted back—back to my old life.

At first, it was just flashes—little things. The sound of my old alarm clock blaring in the morning. The feeling of the cold floor against my feet when I got up. The warmth of a summer breeze drifting through my window as I sat at my desk, wasting time on my phone. My mom calling me for dinner, my dad complaining about something on the news, my friends sending dumb texts about games that we sucked at.

I swallowed hard. Those weren't just memories. They were my life. And they were gone.

A lump formed in my throat as I turned onto my back, staring blankly at the ceiling. A tightness settled in my chest, slow and creeping, like an invisible weight pressing down on me. I hadn't let myself dwell on it much—not really after being reincarnated. But lying there, alone in the dark, the truth was impossible to ignore. I died. I left everything behind. And no one, not a single person from my old life, even knew where I was.

I clenched my fists under the blankets. My breathing was slow, controlled. But my heart ached. I missed them. I missed everything.

Then, without realizing it, I started to hum. A soft melody that nobody here would recognize, but I did. The words formed on my lips before I even thought about them, a song from another time… another world.

(Soft piano begins playing)

I'll meet you again,

Don't know where, don't know when,

But I know we'll meet again

Some sunny day…

(My voice was barely above a whisper, but the melody carried through the darkness. I closed my eyes, picturing the faces I left behind—my family, my friends, my home. A lump formed in my throat, but I kept singing.)

Keep smiling through,

Just like you always do,

'Til the blue skies drive the dark clouds

Far away…

(My breath wavered, the weight in my chest growing heavier. I gripped the blanket tighter, my tiny fingers digging into the fabric as I tried to hold back the emotion threatening to overtake me.)

So will you please say hello

To the ones I used to know?

Tell them I won't be long…

I'll meet you again…

Don't know where, don't know when…

But I know we'll meet again…

Some sunny day…

(Soft piano slowly begins to fade away)

The final note trembled as a tear slipped down my cheek, soaking into my pillow. My chest tightened, and a quiet sob escaped before I could stop it. I curled into myself, the ache too much to bear.

"After all these years I stillI miss you all so much…" I whispered into the darkness. My body trembled, exhaustion finally pulling me under.

As sleep took over, the last thing I felt was the warmth of my tears against my skin and the faint hope that, maybe… just maybe… I really would meet them again someday.

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Writer here 

I made this hot fire by myself, damn!! Needs some work though

Anyways yea the mc loves his old life since he felt happiness there before he died. He is also a kid again so he's mentally different and more emotional than normal.

The gacha system I am using is the same as other fanfic I wrote in Webnovel. I am putting this story in Webnovel and fimfiction if they allow it since it will have songs but will try to change them enough where it is not copyrighted.

Next chapter is a time skip again but only until middle school.

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Quote of the chapter:

"Deep within us—no matter who we are—there lives a feeling of wanting to be lovable, of wanting to be the kind of person that others like to be with. And the greatest thing we can do is to let people know that they are loved and capable of loving." —Fred Rogers