An excruciating pain slid down her back as flashes and explosions engulfed her senses. She could feel it all over her body, and suddenly she felt numb. Her ears began ringing and her vision darkened despite the crimson light dancing before her eyes.

Am I going to die?

She couldn't feel anything, just some vague heat from the fire and the cool, rough ground she's lying on. And then suddenly there was nothing.

She was nervous, but she couldn't feel her heart beating in rhythm with her anxious mind. She wanted to breathe, but no air filled her lungs. It was like she was in suspended animation. She was aware, but she could not feel.

Suddenly, buzzing noises erupted in her ears. There were frantic shouts, but she could not understand them or if they were even talking about something. Then she saw a sliver of light. It was just a tiny slit, but it was there. She tried to see if she could see further, but that was all she could do. It's like her eyes were glued shut, only allowing her eyes to see this much. She tried opening her mouth, but no words came out.

Then there were bustling sounds beside her, coupled with a few rustling of clothes. She still could not see, but she could hear a few voices talking in a foreign language.

'Eh? Ehh?? What are they talking about? I remember that I was in an accident on a remote road and my car exploded. What is happening?' she thought as she tried to recall the previous events.

'Foreign language? I can't move and I can't see? Who are these people? Could they be traffickers?' and then she let a horrible gasp in her mind as her imagination started to run wild. 'Or maybe cannibals? Did they sew my eyes shut and give me some kind of drug so that I wouldn't feel the pain when they started to cook and feast on my body? I remember that some said that there's a tribal group in that forest right beside the road. Oh no, oh noooo, I'm dead. I'm officially, absolutely, totally, a hundred percent dead!'

The girl couldn't help but lament her misfortune. Her body must've been mangled from that explosion and these devils are desecrating her body, her holy temple! How unlucky she was. She was just returning from a client's house when her car suddenly malfunctioned and exploded out of nowhere. She wasn't able to react right away and she was caught up in the flames.

'That explosion is definitely planned, I just had it repaired a few days ago so how can it suddenly explode? I'm just some vet with a small business on the side. Why are there even people targeting me?!' she cried woefully but her body didn't shed any tears. As she was drowned with her thoughts, she noticed that the sounds around her became panicked. Even though she could not understand what they were saying, she was pretty sure about her guess.

'Eh? I'm starting to feel my body. Is the drug wearing off?' She thought in delight as she tried moving her hands. 'Dang, my body feels so sore, but there's no pain like I imagined. Did these people give me anesthetic?' She secretly wondered.

After trying to move her hand, a series of gasps rang around her causing her to be startled. 'Damn it. Is this their first time seeing a burnt body trying to move around? What primitiveness. Their reactions are too over the top. I wonder what kind of civilization they are in? They must be heavily behind.' She sarcastically remarked in her head. 'Eh, but a moving burnt body is indeed a gory sight. Hmm, hmm, maybe they're scared. They're still overreacting though.' If she could open her eyes, she swore she would roll her eyes to the back of her head.

Remembering her 'sewed' eyes, she tried to move it as well and to her delight, she can move her eyelids as well. 'Ah, ah! I can feel my eyes now too! So these people didn't sew my eyes or anything. Maybe these guys are actually good people and they saved me. Hmm, hmm, that should be it.' She joyfully thought. She began to mentally do a happy dance as she couldn't move her body in this state.

With some difficulty, she tried to open her eyes and what greeted her sight almost made her spirit fly from her body. 'Goodness me those are big! I know my melons aren't on the fertile side but do you really have to flaunt yours right before my eyes?! This is a violation of my human rights. A violation I say!' she harrumphed and started to squirm around. 'Let me go! Let me go you big, mean, melon lord! Help! Help! She's harassing me! I invoke my rights, lemme outta here!!!'

She tried to scream but no voice came out of her mouth, making her more infuriated. Then she tried looking up and saw the face to which the sinful melons belonged.

What greeted her eyes is a fairy-like face with golden platinum hair. She has this regal aura around her, but with the layer of sweat on her forehead and her pale countenance, it was somewhat suppressed. Her icy blue eyes seemed sharp and could cut a person in pieces, but instead of a glare that would suit those phoenix eyes, she was looking at her softly, as if she was the most precious treasure she ever laid her eyes on. There was also a tinge of worry and relief in those eyes, making her feel warm inside.

The negative impression the girl had on her was immediately diminished as that tender look in the woman's eyes pierced her heart with countless arrows.

She couldn't help but blush inside. 'Okay... Well, I guess I let my biases cloud my judgment. Sorry Melon Lady, I take all of it back.' she thought. She would've pouted if she could, as she was really embarrassed about her thoughts earlier. Thankfully, she didn't voice it out, or more accurately, she couldn't. Her misfortune had saved her from embarrassment.

Who would hate someone with a face like that? Only those jealous witches would sneer at the beautiful face. Look at our main character, isn't she enraptured in an instant despite being the same gender? Beauty is a powerful force that could destroy cities after all.

As she was thinking about the beautiful woman, a dashing man suddenly appeared beside her and wrapped an arm around her shoulder. His long hair was dark as the night and was tied in a ponytail. But his long locks did not make him look feminine at all. In fact, he looked more handsome and ethereal. His lavender eyes were gentle as he looked down at the woman, making her smile softly.

Seeing the two gorgeous creatures standing together, the girl could not hold on to her sanity anymore.

'Ah, ah, ah!! Why are there so many beauties in here?! Are you planning to kill me with all these floating roses?! I'm already injured and now you're adding injuries to my heart? I know I'm on the ordinary side, okay? Do you really have to force it on me? Is this a new way of torturing people?!' she wailed in her mind and squirmed more in the woman's hold.

But what she took a discomfort, they seemed to have taken as a joke. They just laughed at her while the man kissed the woman's forehead while saying something in that foreign language. The two of them looked at each other tenderly for a moment before looking back at her with the same loving look in their eyes.

'Ahhh stop it, stop!! The beauty, the pain! The light! It's so unbearable!' she continued her woeful complaints and tried to cover her eyes with her arms, only to discover something horrifying.

She raised her arms. And then her hands. She stared at them. And then blank.

'...'

'...'

'...'

The gorgeous male watched her in amusement as the girl seemed to stare intently at her hands. It's like the little bun in his wife's arms discovered something incredible in them. He even pointed it out to her, but all he received is a playful slap, making him chuckle.

Everyone in the room watched in confusion as the baby focused on her hands. The doctor even scratched his head at the sight. 'She came out without breathing and pulse but then woke up, but didn't cry as well. Is there something wrong with the baby?'

As he was thinking, a powerful wail echoed in the room. Everyone was startled and stared at the little bun bundled up in the arms of her mother.

The woman was surprised and the man panicked. She tried to placate the baby by rocking her in her arms, patting her in comfort while whispering with a soothing voice, but it didn't lessen her cries. In fact, she cried harder.

The man was in a dilemma as he joined his wife by patting the baby's head and mumbling a few comforting words, unaware that the baby wouldn't even understand him.

When the little bun didn't stop crying, the couple was instantly worried and looked at the doctor for help. The man was even glaring at the doctor, warning him that if he didn't solve the problem and endangered her daughter, he would mince him alive. This caused the doctor to sweat in fright.

Everyone in the room was on edge as the ferocious man glowered over the doctor while the woman tried her best to comfort the baby. Meanwhile, the source of the brewing chaos ignored everyone else as she started ranting in her mind.

'What in tarnation?! What are these pudgy arms and hands? They were smooth and slender just a while ago! And shouldn't I be burnt and gory? All I see is that my skin is red and sensitive and--' then a realization dawned on her and she cried harder. 'Don't tell me I reincarnated? Did I die in that explosion and now I reincarnated as a baby? Then what about my pets back home? Who would feed them and groom them and love them? That chocolate cake I baked! I left it out to cool so I could put on the frosting after I get back. And, and! My precious BL- *ehem* my collection of books and my posters! If anything happened to those then just let me die again. What the hell are those guys in the netherworld doing? Aren't I supposed to drink something to lose the memories of my past life? Is it my punishment to remember my death in this new life? What am I gonna do now? Ahhhh my stuff! Yama! Hades! Osiris! Whoever the hell is in charge! Give it back!'

For hours, the wailing did not stop. The doctor already had his back drenched in sweat. The baby was not hungry nor was it in pain. He didn't find any other complication that could cause the baby to be anxious. He kept trying as the sharp, purple eyes never left his figure, causing him to be more jittery.

Thankfully, the woman didn't add to the pressure. She just faithfully tried to console the little bun in her arms. She is more worried for her daughter than mad at the doctor's 'incompetence.'

At last, after what seemed like an eternity, but in reality, only 4 hours had passed, the little girl stopped crying. Her little plump face was red from all the crying and her eyes are damp like the dewdrops in the morning

The couple sighed in relief as they held the hiccuping bun. They didn't understand what upset their baby. But being unable to communicate with a few hours old baby, they couldn't help but just stand on the side and try their best to make her feel better.

On the other hand, the upset baby is still lamenting in her mind.

'My pharmaceutical books. It cost me a fortune to buy it all. My condo. I still have 5 years on the lease and it will be all for nothing. That cute sweater I bought online should be arriving in three days. And that new BL- *ehem* that new comic that I've been waiting for months to be released is issuing the first volume tomorrow. But is tomorrow still the tomorrow I know? What is tomorrow? Is it the future? Is it hope?'

Yes, she is currently broken and was unable to take in all the information around her. Like how everyone was looking with respect at the couple holding her, or how nervous the doctor was when she's having her fit. She didn't see how the doctor almost died under the pressure of her father's glare.

She didn't realize it at first, but later she will understand who she is and how this world works. As well as figure out how to rise to the top and rule over everyone despite her enemies plotting left and right to take her down.

But that's a story for the future.