My body... it feels, heavy... My eyes, my hands, my legs feels like it is being carried by something bigger than me... I muster up the power i could give for opening my eyes, but i can only say that i am inside a room with bright lights shining upon me. (Hmm? It's bright alright, gotta get... up? Why can't i get up? Nevermind that, i can't even open my eyes)
My ears starts to get hearing thing, but the worst that comes first is Tinnitus. (Ow! What's this ringing in my head? It hurts!)
Seconds after, it starts to lower down little by little, making the only sound around me is a little bit of silence and humming. (Oh wait, i'm starting to get the feeling, it's fading in)
" (faint) ...pretty... he.... sister... alike..."
I began to notice that these humming sounded like voices of a conversation between women. (There's people talking? Who are they?)
The humming gave in, and i can start to hear what they're talking about.
" (low-voice) Oh Madam, you sure did gave birth to a healthy young boy!"
" (low-voice) Yes, it seems that i am gifted by God with this child."
(OK. So my body's limp and little, my eyes is slippery and wet, so i guess i'm 'Technically' reborn . . . Yep, back as a newborn... That's a little extreme. Despite being one of the storywriter, i do not remember me having this written at all... It's the other writer, isn't it?
What's the identity of the other writer in this company again? I don't know, should've asked back then.
Could he/she be the one who pitched the idea of starting from scratch as a baby so we can get accustomed to the world more easily? Whatever it is, i can only hope it's not too much of a rocky start from this point on.)
I hear some thud getting louder and louder, then the sound of a door creaks open, though it's not of the same room i'm in. *door opens*
" (faint) Deary Fiona, i'm home ~! "
With my eyes unable to be opened for now , i can only enjoy the warmth of my mother and i heard what i assume as the voice of my father.
" (low-voice) Raisya, can you go fetch him for me?"
" (low-voice) Alright, give me a minute my lady" I hear footsteps leading out of this room, maybe greeting father outside of here.
(Despite talking in low voice i can guess what the conversation is and what their name is. So mother's Fiona, the other lady's Raisya, what about father's?)
Just as i thought of that, i hear a constant barrage of thuds outside the room. *thud, Thud, THUD*
*Door Slams* "Fiona! Is the baby-"
(Oww, my ears!) "Uwaah~!" I cried out, with my body getting heated up because of this.
" (low-voice) Shuush, be quiet Garvin! You're scaring the little one!
There there, sweetie~. Nothing to be afraid off". Fiona, my mother caresses me by swinging by the sides, while hushing out sweet words.
" (low-voice) Oh! Ahah... Sorry, dear". From the sound of it, Garvin, my father, walks out to sit near mother right to our right.
" (low-voice) Yeah, right. Rather than sorry, be more wary from now on. You're already a father, Garv. What's the hurry just now?"
" (low-voice) I said i'm sorry, Okay? I was a little busy from my duty just before and i tried my hardest to get back early"
" (low-voice) *sighs* You really are hard to deal with *kiss* ". I hear her kisses him, possibly on the cheeks. "It's okay, i know you do. So for that, can i ask you to post a job hiring a caretaker for our house?"
My body feel a little bit tilted to the right, maybe hugging her husband. " (low-voice) For you, i will. Can i hold him, deary?"
" (low-voice) Just, don't be as rash as you used to be with our first back then. By the way, did you saw Raisya?"
I am being lifted, with hands that once feels warm to another that's gentle. (Oh, this sure feels nice)
"On her way to the kitchen, saying she'll be making dinner. Anywho~. Who doesn't like a good touch from big Garvin? Who's a cute, little munchkin~!"
My face is being rubbed on the side, feels like a big fluffy cat that sleeps on top when i woke up back on the outside world. (Ahahah, that tickles!) "Muaah, auah!"
"Ahaha, see? He likes it! Papa wins again!"
" *giggles* Alright, go you~. Just don't be loud"
My belly wallows up, letting out a little bit of pain. (Ngh, damnit, i guess i need to 'eat') "Aah, auah!"
"Ah! I see it's time to feed his belly. Deary". Without further ado, i am transferred to her hands and i feel a big plump of meat entering my mouth. (Ugh, this is embarassing. To think i'll be breastfeeded yet again)
The atmosphere in the room was warm, and while i was being fed by mother, i picked up some things from their chattering.
We are in the country of Ytris, in the neutral city of Shaarik governed by His Majesty King Alec Shaarik himself.
Our house is a little bit far from the city for reasons. Both of my parents are one of the city's 'Guardians', tasked with overwatching the walls while also keeping any potential dangers outside the surrounding of the city in nighttime until dawn when they are called for the duty.
From the sounds of the tippy tapping around me, beeps and buzzes, and the faint blue-ish light that enters my closed retinas, modern tech may indeed exist in this country so that's reassuring.
Apparently, i have a big sister but she's on a journey, talking about how they saw her go off from mother's academy just last week. Too bad i didn't know what she looks like. It'll be a bit lonely but hey, we'll be having myself a housemaid so i guess she can act as a tutor of sort.
Minutes gone by, and eventually my body starts to get tired. (*yawns* At least i can still let out a normal yawn)
The swinging that mother does is now stopped to halt. "Garv? It seems that our little one is starting to doze off. Would you do the honor our naming our little boy?" My body, again is switched over hands.
An index and a middle finger shut off my eyes as gently as they can. "Yes, from now on you shall be known as Arlan Gritt. Now, sleep tight, ...-"
"...-Our little one~"
My eyes shut, and off to the dreamland i go.
. . .