Yawn*
Right now, I'm in the arms of my father. With my mother at our side, we started walking towards the hospital exit.
Finally! I get to see the outside world! The nursery had no windows, and although my mother's room had some, I couldn't see anything but the sky because I could never get a good angle. Curse my inability to sit up, I want to walk as soon as possible!
The doors to the hospital opened, and I thought I could finally see something to tell me where exactly in China I was, in my previous lives I learned to study maps and memorize a majority of major cities around the world, at least those countless hours of work weren't put to waste.
I couldn't see anything, the flashes of a sea of cameras from reporters were blinding. Wait I know, a crying baby solves most problems. I started crying, take this reporter bastards. How dare you make a baby cry.
The crowd became quieter, but the mechanical clicks of cameras could still be heard, at the very least my ears were put to rest.
My Father made an irritated expression when he looked at the paparazzi, giving a sudden snap of his fingers, all of a sudden, men in suits burst through the crowd and blocked the reporter's views.
They started to surround us and escorted us to a limousine, looks like we got bodyguards, rich much, no? They were practically walls of flesh that wouldn't budge no matter how hard they try to squeeze through.
"Mr. On! How is your child? How is the child doing?"
"Do you have any statements in regards to your love child with actress Mei? You have yet to release a statement, sir."
"When will you marry Miss Mei Mister On?"
Wow, that's interesting, although the reporters were quite annoying, they gave me valuable information, or at the very least interesting. So, I'm the love child of my unmarried parents. Great this might make my future unstable, but through the looks of it my parents really did love each other, a wedding might not be too far off. That's it, I'm cheering you both on!
They asked my mother questions too, but she just smiled, I guess that was enough to shut all the reporters' mouths, everyone beware of my mother. She's too beautiful for your squid faces to look upon.
We rushed past them, my father's large hand blocking the flashes of light from my eyes as we entered the limousine and were soon off.
Who are my parents and what did they do? First of all, I knew they were rich, that was a given. Next, they're famous, now I just needed to know what they do.
As I silently lay in my father's arms, my mother was having a silent war with my father, I could practically see the sparks of her jealousy in the air. She wanted to hold me too, but sorry Mother, I need to distance myself from your chest as much as possible, I'm a gentleman after all.
The look of betrayal from my mother and the smug grin from my father was priceless. They still loved each other, but it was fun to see my parents' interactions. In my past lives so far, I've never had a complete family, this was the first time where I got to see my parents happy, apart from my first life, which wasn't any better though, but at least it was something.
My mother soon received a call, from the way she answered the person on the other side seemed to be a director, looks like she was an actress, after all, why wouldn't she? This suspicion was further solidified as I saw a large billboard with my mother's face plastered all over it, a movie poster.
I started getting more curious about what was around me, looking out the window. My father noticed this, held me close to the window, and commented on all that we saw.
"That over there son is yours, so is that building over there, oh there goes by another one."
I was utterly confused at what my father meant, but if he quite literally meant those buildings, who and what in the world was he? We were in a busy part of the city, which I still have yet to identify. But from the countless suits and seemingly busy people, they were enough evidence to say that we were in the city's business sector.
"Oh, right over there is Princess building, I recently got a large majority of the share there, so basically it's ours, the On family."
"Honey stop, is all you can think about business, is that all that goes in your head? What makes you think that our baby can even understand what you're saying?"
Yes mother, I'm with you, what in the world does father mean we "own" buildings? Is that even possible? I've never experienced something like this in my past lives, so such a concept was very unfamiliar.
"Yes yes, I just wanted to share a hobby of mine with our little bundle of joy."
He held me up as he said that, raising me back into his arms away from the window. No father I still wanted to look more, curses.
What in the world did my father mean, hobby!? Is owning buildings supposed to be some sort of hobby now?
"You know I'm a singer first before a businessman sweetheart. Also, don't you think my voice is good? Hmmm?"
At this point, Father was massaging his ego, as Mother let out an exasperated sigh of embarrassment along with a muffled yes, her cheeks flushing as Father bent in close when he said that.
All this confusion and information was overloading my head, I wasn't able to process such information so quickly, curse this small body. I let out a yawn, I was exhausted, I hate how babies sleep too much. I don't like sleeping; I hate nightmares. I still dream... of that night...
My parents, noticing my yawn, both stopped what they were doing and kissed me.
"Aww isn't our precious feeling sleepy? Why don't your father's music machine sing you a lullaby hmmm?"
Mother said that while doing the same tone as Father did before, only this time she had a smiling face as she was stabbing Father with her elbow. I felt murderous intent, okay I shouldn't cross the line with her. Thank you, Father, for your noble sacrifice.
Father, noticing the danger he was in, replied nervously with a smile.
"Yes, my love, I'm sure he'll like this."
Father started singing, he had a beautiful voice, the voice of an angel. Ha, imagine I had the face of an angel from my mother and the voice of an angel from my father, I'd become unstoppable.
The melody was sweet and soothing, I didn't care about the words, but the melody was sweet. It went like doo doo doo...
I'm sleepy... But I don't want to dream again, but his voice was reassuring as he gently brushed my head, his voice lulling me to relax. Giving into the pull of darkness.
I closed my eyes, though I soon heard silence, it was eerie. I couldn't hear the sound of traffic or even my parents' voices. What was going on?
When I opened them again, I was in my own body. Though it was the one I had as Leo in my first life.
I found myself floating in a sea of light against a backdrop of darkness, but it wasn't scary, the twinkling of the lights with the darkness simulated a glittering night sky.
Where am I? This wasn't how my dreams usually go. I was starting to get scared, this was unfamiliar, and I didn't like it.
"Hello child, it is nice to finally meet the child loved by God."
I turned around to see a floating speck of light, it was different from the others, it was warmer and comforting to be around, letting my guard down, only a by just a little though.
"Who are you?"
I said in a steady voice and heard I thought the nervousness would make it stutter, but now that I think about it, the nervousness had faded away. My instincts were telling me that I was safe so I trusted them, they were the only reason I was able to make it through the Second World War as a 6-year-old.
"I am a messenger of God, and I have come to tell you that we will try our best to help you."
"That's ridiculous, as if, where was god in my past lives huh? I don't remember him being a part of my life or any of them for that matter."
The floating let out a sigh of sadness and replied back as if hurt to hear those words.
"Allow me to explain child, the devil has corrupted many enchanted and magical folk during our absence. Many dwarves, elves, and fairies have long fled and hid amongst humans, copulating with them. They were soon forgotten with the passage of time; however, their bloodline remains. The wars on earth have aided in the growth of the Devil's power, from the first world war, all the way to the cold war. So many were fearful of him."
"The Devil gains power from the negative emotions of humans, and as during these times of turmoil amongst humans was abundant, he became too powerful. The shroud of darkness from the devil around the globe was too thick for God to penetrate, he slowly lost power as his connection to the human world was weakened. We could no longer receive the prayers and hear the cries of help of our believers, so many have lost faith, weakening god's power."
"We were only able to make contact after the chaos had subsided, and human emotion became more stable. This took years however and we were only finally able to make it through for the first time in a century."
"He chose you as his target as you were a child loved by God, we were only able to find you as of now as the world is relatively stable, however, there is still an imbalance."
"So now that the world is stable, the devil can't hurt me anymore?"
"Yes child, for now, however the curse he placed on you is far too strong for us to lift, even for God, he is still recovering, so we need your assistance. The only way to help you is for you to help us restore the power that God once had and heal the branches of the world tree, scattered across the world."
"Once they are restored, magical and mystical folk may once again be free of the Devil's influence. Many of their memories will have returned, and their descendants may awaken their innate powers."
"This would also help weaken the devil, as for many of your deaths and those around you, he has used corrupted souls of mystic folk to carry out his deeds. You are the only one with enough divine power and connection in the world, along with the karma that you have built through your countless lives."
"Once you help us child, we can help you break your curse."
So now I got the gist of hit, help them to help me. It's a win-win, for what reason do I have to refuse?
"I agree, but I don't think I can help with that as I am though."
I wanted to get rid of this curse, it hurt too much, and I wanted to get out of it. At this point I just didn't care about love, I just wanted it all to stop. The moment this curse is broken, I can finally put myself to rest.
"Do not worry child, come closer."
I approached the floating light, and it started to utter intelligible words, almost like a spell.
The floating light soon went into my right eye, and all of a sudden, I heard a voice in my head.
"Child, can you hear me?"
"Yes, I can"
Replying in my head. This was surreal, the light's voice was echoing in my head, it didn't hurt, but it was like a bell, repetitive yet soothing.
"With my eyes, you can now see the truth of this world. Though I shall explain later child, maintaining the connection has been too much, and residing in your body has put a strain on mine."
"We shall meet again child, for now stay safe, and may god protect you."
Before I could even say anything, I started falling and was jolted awake, finding myself in a crib in a large room. I was still tired so I went to sleep again.
Too much just happened, I just want to sleep more, my head hurts. Maybe I'll feel better after a rest and gather my thoughts the next day.