Silence... That's all I heard. Ever since I died, I was stuck here. A void of never ending blackness, I was there. But I don't feel a thing, It's like my physical body is gone, I can see.
But all I can see is darkness.
"How long have I been here?, I thought that there would be atleast someone to greet me after my death." Now that I think about it. I haven't given my name, My name is Yamamoto Suzuki, I was a normal mega corporate salaryman.
I also noticed that i can clench my fist, I can feel it but can't see it.
As I am thinking I was engulfed into white flash that covered my eyes, I just thought to myself 'This must be the light in the end of the tunnel'
"Congratulations, He was a healthy boy!"
I was dumbfounded, I just stay still there looking at the nurse that is holding me. "Why is my baby not crying?" says by the woman lying woman in the hospital bed full of sweat "This happened once in a while. But don't be alarmed." Says by the nurse
I'm confuse as to why are they so dumb, Don't they need to atleast see me if I'm breathing or something. I might be on earth, And a dumber one at tha-
'Smack!', As the nurse gently slap the babies butt. The loud cry echoed in the hospital room
'Guahhggh, Did the nurse just.... slap my butt.'
"There, He is now crying." Says by the nurse while smiling and it quickly fade away, It was horrifying for Yamamoto.
'Did.. she just smiled at me crying, Women's are terrifying' he said
"Give him to me." The nurse folded a blanket to Yamamoto's body and hand him to the woman "Aww. He's so cute, Such a cute little boy." she said while cuddling him in her arms.
Somehow, Yamamoto find this reassuring. And warm, He never felt this kind of warm until his dad died in early age of 30 diagnosed by a chronic disease that only found if you inhale a large amount of pollution. His father left Yamamoto when he was 12, He grows up that nobody about him, No one ask if he's actually okay. Everyone is just going on in their lives, He never felt anyone actually say "I know that you're not okay. I'm here to listen" No one did, He was all alone.
That's why he reads, To get off from work. He plays a game to meet an actual friend a comradeship. The one that treat him as an actual one.
"Shhh, Mom's here" she kisses him in forehead, While he heard this he cried. This is not because he was slap in the butt, But a warm and genuine one, he cried and he cried. Until he fell asleep.
The nurse leaves watches the two cuddling each other.
15 minutes later.
The nurse ask. "What would you like to name your cute little baby?" the nurse ask.
The woman, stared at her son and a few seconds later. "Dal", "Dal Seyoung."
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Months later.
In a house not faraway from the city you can find a little baby in a crib. A crib that got so many cute and lovely toys in it, A typical baby room.
You can see a baby.. wide awake and looking at the front door
(Yama- ehem. Dal's Pov)
Months have past and i can tell based on my speculation, And months of being baby. That this situation is torture.
I can't control my body, Well i can still breathe but I can't control my genitals like peeing and pooping.
And i noticed that my mother name is quite unusual, Jiyo Seyoung, It was like a totally korean thing unlike my nationality which is Japanese. And another thing that i have noticed is, That my mother. Is always out of town always doing things such as family business. She's only at home mostly at weekends.
But it was good because i have everything. I live in a house that is quite big, And i would call it luxurious. Remember when i said that owning a land is for the high class people only? And there's seemed to be people that taking care of me, Like maids?
Yes I think so.
2 years later December 15 (Dal's Birthday)
"Young master. Don't run so fast you'll trip" Said by the maid.
It's been 2 years since i've been in this world, Everyone is so welcoming. Things that i have notice are, This world seems to be the earth but it's when technology haven't risen that much quite yet. The pollution haven't taken up the night sky sure there might be few clouds, but not that much. I can still see the stars.
And i seems to have some kind of prowess? I can lift myself, or some sort of.. like flying? Or floating that is. Its not only that i can lift or float myself, I can bend things. I tried it in a metal object like a spoon when baba(Old maid) Feed me with baby food. This might be some sort of telekinesis, Or something.
I didn't tell anyone about my powers yet, because this might be unusual in this world and may cause a commotion in the society.
'Well, Nevermind that. let's continue in our little adventure.' Ever since i was here, I didn't get to see this whole house, Hmm House might be wrong to call it. It was huge.. a huge ass house, A mansion.
Upon running the backyard, It was full of grass, Theres seem to be a pool and the pool has white tiles in it. I stopped and squat for a little bit. You know why i keep running? People are always making business connection with me probably because of my mother. What do they even expect in a boy that hasn't been reach 18th birthday yet, Im three years old you goddamn leech!.
My mother.. is one of the most wealthy person, in this country, 'Well, No time for worrying about business things let's keep exploring' As i stand up
As i stand up, I see a familiar face? close to the pull he's sitting in a brown chair. I was stunned because i have seen this person before. He wears a tuxedo for a small kid. And has blonde hair, He is rather shy and timid.
'Jiwoo!?' D-don't tell me.. I.. was reincarnated, In Eleceed!
Author note: Thas it peeps, Sorry bout not uploading i didn't thought that ill get quite a lot of readers, Well i only meant of 1k readers. Heh then this makes me famous eh? Hehhehehehehehee. And i was quite busy at school im rather lazy when it comes to school thas why i write this cus i got the idea of some author shit author, Can't even make a gud plot.