The first thing my eyes were able to perceive was a looming dark figure hovering over me. My Mind was blank as I studied the figure, trying to understand my situation. It was to no avail. Red. A liquid of unknown origin covered its face as if trying to disguise it. Its eyes were beaming a radiant,ruby red as they stared straight at me. What was this? Where was I? The only source of light was the beautiful, crescent moon as it desperately tried to protect me from the darkness. I was scared.

My eyes raced around the room trying to find an explanation as to what might be happening, but there was none. That's when it hit me. It came flooding in all at once, like an unwanted realisation. I remembered.I opened my mouth to speak to the figure but all that escaped it was a cry.

"Uwaaaah"

I was stripped of my ability to speak and couldn't even stand up. It was like I was a baby! I wobbled my body trying to stand but only managed to bash my hand against what seemed like a crib. The bloodied figure stepped forward. It approached until I could feel its breath on my face. Blood dripped down onto me, but I could finally see the distinct features of a handsome young man. His magical, black hair glistened likes the stars in the sky as his beautiful ruby eyes danced in the moonlights embrace. I was entranced but snapped out of it as soon as I remembered the fact that he was covered with blood.

I cried.

Suddenly, I felt two cold, bloodstained hands rapped around my body. I was lifted into the air like a fragile doll, which was actually quite embarrassing. That's was when I saw it. A brief glance in some shattered glass shards on the floor. I wasn't me, I was a baby.

my name was Takahashi Hayato and I believe I have been reincarnated.