Chapter 1: Prologue

I... Did I get myself killed?

The last thing I remember was pushing a little girl out of the way from a truck then beaming lights blinding my vision.

I'm pretty sure I was killed.

That would explain the current situation I was in right now.

I slowly floated in pure darkness that showed no light, sound, or smell.

To be honest I don't know how long I've been stranded here.

Was this heaven?

Maybe hell?

Or something else?

I pondered this as I watched a blinding light suddenly sweep away the darkness and replace it with light.

My vision which only displayed darkness turned blurry and my ears which were deaf twitched at the assault of sounds.

I tried to speak but the only sound that came out from my mouth seemed to be a cry?

The muffled voices became clearer and clearer, and I could finally hear them properly.

"Congratulations Sir and Madam, he entered the world without any problems!"

What's this about entering the world?

"Thank god, my baby boy is surely a blessing!"

Baby boy?

"Dear, thank you for giving me a healthy son."

Listening intently to the conversation I noticed I could clearly understand them.

So, wherever I am I could understand the language, that's a good sign.

Slowly opening my eyes, my vision was blinded by a bright light which hurt my pupils.

After a couple seconds I reopened my eyes and forced them to get used to the light.

The first thing I lay eyes on was an old man who had wrinkles on his unappealing face and long white hair that rested on both his shoulders.

The thing that made him stand out was the small glasses he wore.

Strangely enough he didn't wear a surgical scrub which a obstetrician wears when delivering a baby.

Speaking of an obstetrician...

We weren't even at a hospital.

Instead we were in a lighted up small cabinded room with small windows letting in sunlight.

As of right now I am being gently held by a woman who pushed me out of her vagina in which I guess is my mother.

It wouldn't be weird for me to call her that, would it?

I guess it shouldn't matter...

It looked like we were sitting on a medium sized hay bed with a couple pillows and a large blanket.

I looked up and stared at my mother for a couple of seconds.

I won't lie, she was a beauty.

Like a gentle beauty.

She was very lovely, with pitch black long hair and beautiful purple eyes.

I couldn't help but notice her long angelic eye lashes and perky nose.

Weirdly enough it made me want to cling to her...

She even radiated this motherly feeling.

Is this maybe why babies were attracted to their mothers?

Taking my vision away from my mother I looked to my right and saw a grown man who I assume is my father by the teary face and giant smile that was plastered on his face.

He gazed at me intently like he was staring into my soul.

"Little Felix, can you say papa?" He asked in a gentle voice as he looked at me with high hopes.

Not being able to say anything besides letting out a cry, I turned to my mother who seemed to have rolled her eyes at my father's question.

She let out a cute giggle, "Honey, he was just introduced to the world, I think it's impossible for him to even understand you."

peeling my face away from my mother I looked back at my father and dimmed down my vision to see him clearly.

He was fairly handsome, no wonder my beauty of a mother found him attractive.

He looked like a charismatic-looking man with a cleanly shaven square jaw line that complemented his features.

His hair, midnight colored, was fairly messy while his eyebrows were strong and fierce, extending in a sword-like fashion meeting to a V shape.

Yet, his watery eyes were the opposite and showed a pure kind gentleness.

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"Doctor, I may be uneducated here, but isn't a newborn supposed to cry when they are first born?" My mother asked.

The doctor who was putting on his coat and was about to take his leave looked back at my mother.

"Please do not worry Mrs. Fade, some infants don't cry when they are introduced to the world. Rest for a couple of days, please let me know if anything happens to little Felix." He excused himself as he walked out of the room.

Just like that a couple months flashed by since I was introduced to this new world and it has been hell!

I had little to no motor control of my body except waving them around crazily, but even that quickly tired me out.

I even found out that babies don't have any freedom to move their fingers and toes how they would like it!

It sucks being a baby...

Well, besides being breastfed by my mother who had huge tits.

Don't get me wrong!

I don't lust after my mother it's just that breast milk taste super B.

Trust me, I am not a pervert!

Fuck it...

No matter what I say you wouldn't believe me.

Turns out the room I was born in was my parents room.

It was also the place I was being forced to sleep and stay in!

Honestly it was like a goddamn prison.

I did try and figure out how advanced this world was compared to earth.

From what I have observed, this world doesn't have electricity or other 2000s technology. 

Though what put me in disbelief was when I was acting all prideful trying to take my first steps I fell on my face and got a bloody nose.

I won't lie...

I cried like a bitch.

Turns out being an infant makes you have zero pain tolerance.

But what my mother did to help me feel better put me in pure shock.

She didn't use a band-aid, a kiss heal, but a full on shining light with a faint gentle sound that came from her hands.

After witnessing such a scene I was dying with curiosity!

WHERE THE HELL AM I!!!

My mother, named Eleonor Fade, and my father Richard Fade were really nice caring people.

They made my past self look like an asshole.

At some points I found myself thinking my mother was the goddess of kindness.

Yep, she was that kind.

She did take me out one time and that was only a couple steps away from the house we were currently living in which was a medium size cabin.

The sky was beautiful with no pollution at all...

Because the house was located on a small grass hill I got an overview of a path that people walk on.

I saw a man who was 180cm tall carrying a spear that was longer than himself.

He was followed by a small group who all were carrying different weapons, like a sword, bow, and a staff.

The woman who was holding the small wooden staff was wearing a mage outfit in which you would see in harry potter and stuff.

Observing, I came to a small concussion.

This was some sort of fantasy world...

I'm guessing, I still have no idea yet!

As the sun went down my mother took me back inside to eat dinner and then put me to bed, but before I fell asleep I got to hear how the currency works in this world by my father who was talking to himself.

Copper was the lowest form of currency, then silver, followed by gold then at the top was platinum.

Though it turns out normal families survive on one copper coin per day depending where you live.

100 Copper = 1 Silver

100 Silver = 1 Gold

100 Gold = 1 platinum

Pretty straight forward if you ask me.

Everyday I began to hone and try to gain control of my body, trying to master how to walk, open my hands and other functions.

My torturing has just begun in this new world...

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