Adrian sat in the living room, a cigarette in his hand, with small puffs of smoke rising from time to time. With a blank look on his face and dark thoughts running in his mind, he gently sighed before resuming his smoking session

Adrian, who is 21 years old this year, is very confused at the moment. Just a month ago, he too joined the ranks of the many unemployed workers as a result of being less educated than expected of someone of his rank. Just the thought enraged him to no end.

"Huh... don't think about it for now. It's almost eight o'clock, why isn't this child up yet..."

Adrian snuffed out the cigarette in his hand and looked up at the clock hanging on the wall. Seeing that it was already half-past eight, he got up hurriedly and headed to his son's room, asking him to get up for breakfast.

And although today is a Saturday, and Adrian's son doesn't have to go to school, he couldn't let his son get lazy.

"Marcus, get up! You still need to eat breakfast".

Adrian walked directly to his son's bed and lifted the Doraemon blanket that covered his head. Looking at the little koala on the bed, he just rolled him off the bed before

After a while, his son Marcus opened his eyes in a daze. He looked at Adrian in a daze for several minutes, with his tired eyes, and a dazed face.

[Dad? But how is dad so young? Also, this house is... crap. Wait, isn't this the old house I lived in when I was a kid? How am I here? ]

Marcus then looked around baffled, before looking at himself. His eyes widened, and he looked at a loss.

[Fuck! Was I actually reborn, back in time when I was still a child? This time around, I can save my dad from dying as well. Looking at my age, there should be about a year at the most before the apocalypse begins... ]

At this time, Adrian was stunned.

What exactly was that sound? Just who was speaking just now, especially that scorched and deep voice?.

Marcus looked around with a bewildered and puzzled face, and then suddenly reacted.

That voice just now... said 'Dad' didn't it?

'Does that mean?'

It seems that the voice also said that he was reborn, returning to his childhood.

'Could it be... that the voice I heard just now belonged to my son Marcus?'

'But Marcus clearly didn't speak just now. Why did I hear his voice? And why was it so brutally rough?'

Adrian just frowned. Just what was going on.

His eyes fell on his four-year-old son Marcus, who was currently staring around him in awe and adoration. Taking in deep puffs of air as though there was an addictive aroma wafting through the air.

[I definitely went back in time. But how is this possible. The air is way too clean and no longer contains the musky scent of blood. This is definitely pre Apocalyptic, no doubt about it.]

The voice resonated inside of Adrian's mind once again.

Adrian also noticed a strange green colour across his son, Marcus's face, and glanced at him suspiciously.

It seems that the voice is really Marcus!

Not surprisingly, that should be what he was currently thinking right?. But why is it an adult voice?

'Moreover, why can I hear Marcus's thoughts?'

Also, just now Marcus said that he was reborn and returned to his childhood, and the tone of his thoughts was not like a seven-year-old child at all, but more like an adult.

Could it be that... Marcus was really reborn?

Regressed from the future to the present?

But that would also mean that... There is an Apocalypse waiting for them?

Thinking of this, Adrian's look at his son Marcus suddenly became a little weird.

Fortunately, he quickly regained his senses, withdrew his eyes, and coughed lightly, before saying loudly: "Marcus, hurry up and eat breakfast!"

Although his son Marcus was reborn from the future to the present, All Adrian felt was the feeling of numbness, especially since he had a terrifying future waiting for him.

But thinking that his son was still his own son after all, instead of someone else occupying his son's body, Adrian felt relieved.

Seeing Adrian's expression returning to normal, Marcus was obviously relieved.

[Huh, why did Dad look at me with that kind of suspicion in his eyes just now? It just scared me unnecessarily. Especially now that I am a four-year-old, I- I wet myself... ]

Marcus thought to himself and said, 'Fuck, I should relax now. First, how the hell do I convince dad I didn't just pee myself?'

Adrian just chuckled at the mid-life crises his son was going through.

"Daddy, can you move pwease"

The voice that came out of his mouth became the tender voice of a child. He was clearly trying to act all cutesy to cover up the drama they had before.

However, how could Marcus know what he thought in his heart was all clearly heard by Adrian?

Adrian simply glanced at the bed, didn't say anything, turned around and walked out of his son's room, giving him enough time to cover up the evidences, for the better or for worse.

He also needs a little time to digest this incredible thing.

After a while, Marcus also walked out of the room.

His nose suddenly twitched twice, and he glanced at Adrian who was sitting in the living room contemplating, and couldn't help but say, "Dad, did you just smoke again in the living room..."

Adrian's face froze, and he said embarrassingly, "Okay, okay, Dad will try to smoke less in the future."

Marcus nodded, but he just curled his lips and seemed to roll his eyes at his dad's stupid attempt at covering up his smoking habits.

[It sounds nice, if you can really control your smoking, you won't be diagnosed with lung cancer later, causing you to never cross the 9th stage of genetic enhancement in the future, also causing you to die that excruciatingly painful procedure to get your lungs removed and use a makeshift vacuum cleaner instead... ]

When his son's complaints sounded in his mind, Adrian was slightly surprised. 'I will get lung cancer in the future? That being said, maybe it's really time to smoke less...'

Seeing Adrian contemplating his actions deeply, Marcus was a little stunned.

Marcus seemed to have thought of something and suddenly looked up at the calendar hanging on the wall.

It was on October 30, 2021.