"Uwahhh" the baby cried as Minnie witnessed her infant self getting pulled out from her mom's tummy.
"Does she really have to make me start here?" Minnie subconsciously rolled her eyes before being blown away by the sudden time skip to her now walking self.
"That's it baby, come over here and greet your mom and daddy!" the woman, who was supposed to be her mom, said with an overly proud smile.
"Something's different… or is it just because I was too young to completely remember what happened here?" Minnie furrowed her soul's eyebrow on the inside.
Another fast forward to when she was finally able to speak, Minnie noticed another completely different setting from her past memories that immediately threw her away.
"This is not my mom! A-And this is not the house that I grew up in!" she uttered in panic, still not being able to voice her thoughts out completely which prompted Minnie to realize that she was probably just being a spectator in someone else's body.
But then a mirror showed up, showing her the familiar features of having pale skin, rosy lips, and chubby cheeks, matched with a pair of big doe eyes that her old self carried, all except for the noticeable blue hair that made her realize who's story was this and how, in all of the stupidest mistake that the goddess could make, led to this.
"Mingzie! Face mommy please," the unfamiliar woman stood behind, prompting the blue-haired lady to turn around.
Now in her early teenage years, Minnie watched as her supposed mother carefully separated the palm of her hands from a prayer position in a quick but still graceful manner, summoning what seemed to be a magic hologram, made of shiny little pixie dust that formed the pixels of the written texts in front of them.
"Whoa," the little Minnie said.
"Can you guess what this is?" her mother playfully asked with a noble little smile.
"Magic?"
"That's right! How did you know that?" the mother delightfully clasped her hands before hugging the little Minnie who could not even get the chance to answer the question yet.
"I saw you and dad and the people around town do that all the time," she said when her mother finally let her go, "so I asked a dad about it and he only said that it was magic."
"Yes, and this magic is the reason why we're still living, baby. One day, when you're old enough, I'll teach you more about this wonderful resource and how to use it-"
"One, two, one, two, you got to put more focus on it sweetie!" the setting changed again.
Minnie also noticed how she did not even feel the turbulence of the time skip anymore.
This time, Minnie found herself standing in the middle of a memory chamber that showed her a compilation of her other self's various attempts at studying and mastering the magic called Flutter Spirits, or Flirits for short.
Which was, weirdly and unfortunately powered by love. According to the book about Flirits that Minnie absorbed ever so quickly from her other self's memories.
"Ugh, this series is becoming too much information for my human brain to handle," Minnie complained while trying to relieve her headache that happened just within a few minutes of staying in that place that felt like a download hub of information from her other-self.
Fortunately enough, the information overload stopped and she was immediately transferred into another set of memories.
But unlike the memories of the blue-haired mini, the new scenarios were now full of blurs and blank moments that Minnie found confusing and out of sense. Especially the parts where she kept recurring back from a place of blurring lights and many people to an empty classroom where she was cleaning some obscure writings on the board and her table.
And then from there on, it was just complete darkness, and a little bit of feeling cold that seemed unnatural for some soul that was just a spectator.
Unless…
"Oh shit! Are you dead!!??" a man's panicking voice registered in Minnie's groggy ears, prompting her eyes to feel the lights that seeped through the skin of her eyelids until the tingles in her skin that grew to be a complete set of senses that Minnie had thought she could never feel again.
"I'm back!!" Minnie said in adrenaline that shot her body up straight within a right angle.
"But where am I?" she thought as soon as she noticed the thick layer of snow everywhere.
"Phew! You're not dead!" the guy said in relief and went in for a swift hug that completely caught Minnie off guarded.
Somehow, something about the hug felt warm that made her feel like she wasn't buried in a field of snow anymore.
But right after the guy moved away, Minnie came back to her senses and pushed him on the shoulders saying, "Who the heck are you!?"
Instead of answering, Minnie only heard a soft chuckle which made her look at him with flared nostrils.
"Your cheeks are turning so red because of me."
"Said the guy with red hair," Minnie blurted in an accident whilst checking out his features.
"So you're not denying it?" the guy asked and flashed his set of complete white teeth while also highlighting a tiny dimple on the left that complimented the defined jawline and cheekbones that made him almost look like an anime character more than an actual human being.
"What did you say?" Minnie said after finally being able to blink away from all that madness of what her ideal type would be if she were still breathing on earth.
'Oh no, this is bad. I'm really not living on Earth anymore, am I?'
"I said, stop staring and let's go. That is, if you don't want to pass out again on the snow, you know?" and there he goes again with the charming- I mean, annoying smile, Minnie thought before noticing his palm in front of her.
"What is this?" Minnie hesitated and looked at him first with suspicion.
"I'm Lyionel and I know I'm handsome but we're going to be in trouble if we stay here any longer, so come on now," he said and took Minnie's hands impatiently.
"Wow, what a jerk," Minnie uttered in awe before letting herself get dragged by Lyionel to his carriage.