Coming out of the darkness and into the light. Marino could have sworn that he heard the beeping of machines and happy voices of women around him. He could even hear her and him there, his first life's mother and father were so close to him now. Was he back again? Had god actually forgiven him for doing what he did? Oh yes, this was like a dream come true to him, finally he could get back to playing those video games.
But damn how'd he fuck up like that? First he joined the navy and died in world war 3. Then he goes off turning to the dark side, becomes a freaking demon or something, summons more demons, kills a bunch of fantastical things and people. And at the end of the day everyone just hated him for it, and those who didn't were just bat shit insane, just like he was.
Ohhoho, thinking of it now it was so obvious that he so fucking lost it back there. He let that demon within him take control and so he was fucking lost. And to prove it he even managed to get his own father to cut his fucked up self in half. Damn, to get ones own father who loves you like no other and is a good man no less, to get such a man to kill you, now that was something, It sure was.
Well that was in the past now and it seemed that it was time that he started something new. A new life awaited him, a life in which he swore to be a better man, a good man and a good husband. He would get that nice wife, nice house, a little cute dog, a normal car and some babies also, right.
This life would be a simple life, this time he would not be greedy, no, he would be nice. He would be the nicest guy around. A person who bothered no body and loved everybody. A man who asked for nothing and yet helped everyone and did so much for the sake of just doing something good, right. Yeah that's what he was going to be.
But damn was it getting bright in front of him. It was like the sun was shining right in his face and he was somehow getting further and further away from it? Wait what's going on?
The wind, he could feel the wind and the cold air hitting his skin now really bad. He was, he was falling?
Twisting his body around was not easy, but as he did he saw it. He was falling towards the earth and some large city covered in smoke from thousands of chimneys and many factories. Holy shit, he was actually falling down towards some big city, but how? How was this possible? Why was he falling?
Oh god, please don't let it end like this, not so soon. Now he could no longer look, he closed his eyes and prayed to God for mercy.
Then he felt it, his stomach growling for food. And there above his stomach he could feel a pure light unlike anything he had ever felt before. No more was there some dark force of that demon within him like before, but a light.
Seeing it he could only assume it to be the one his father had. Jesus was a warrior of the light, a holy man and a paladin as some called such men. Was he something like that now too?
Well whatever the case was, he was nonetheless feeling excited now at this thought and hungry. He just hoped that the fall didn't kill him now, but as he waited nothing happened.
Slowly opening his eyes again, he looked around and found it to be dark again. He felt cold and trapped within a thin blanket of some sorts.
Above him the sky was dark and filled with the smoke of industry and around him a narrow empty alley. The place strangely enough reminded him of some old 18th century alley you might see in London at that time period.
And though the alley seemed like it was quite small and narrow it did somehow feel really spacious. Or maybe he was just small and that's why it felt so big. Well as he looked at his small self wrapped within that blanket it sure did seem like he was a baby again just like in his first life. He most definitely at least wasn't Marino again, that young weak little boy.
Distressed at the thought of being a baby again he didn't want to really believe it and so he quickly started wiggling around. He wanted to move, to run and be a really big handsome man this time around, but most of all he wanted this thin blanket that was wrapped around him to go away. Try and try he did, but moving was really really hard and so he yelled to the sky in frustration, but only managed to let out a babies cry. "Waa, waaa waa!"
Damn it seemed that he couldn't yet speak. He could only make baby noises. But with some effort he finally did manage to pull out his arms from the blanket. What a great success, he thought.
Though what was he going to do now, that he didn't know. For he couldn't even really move his skinny little baby arms much at all. Instead he quickly started to feel exhaustion begining to hit him, his baby body could not take all this hunger and moving around it seemed. His body was about to fall asleep from exhaustion, but no he couldn't do that.
Feeling desperate and not wanting to fall asleep here, in the middle of this alley he looked within himself for help. Back then in his past he was but a stupid boy who knew nothing of the world. He held power within himself back then, but he let that power corrupt him and take hold, but no more.
Now he knew better, he might have been a baby now, but he could feel his senses still there, the force and that light. And as he focused on the light he immediately felt it reacting to his plea for help. It began to glow a golden white and from it a string of gold went to his head, it emerged with her heart. Then from it thousands of strings like veins of light traveled all through her body.
His baby body suddenly began to glow, the dark alley was lit up slightly and then he felt the connection. The light felt so pure, so warm and comforting to him. It's veins had now fully emerged themselves with him and they were as one.
It didn't speak to him like the demon did. No instead it comforted him with it's warmth and said nothing at all. He seemed to be in charge here and this light was but a part of him.
Truly god had not abandoned him, although who ever was his mother had apparently done so. And as he opened his eyes once more he felt something soft under him and as he looked around he could see white flowers.
Suddenly flowers had emerged through the cracks in the stone and he was now surrounded by them. Had he actually made flowers grow? Holy shit, that was kind of gay, but kind of cool as well. Screw being a demon lord, spawning demons and growing horns on his head, now he could make flowers grow.
Hmm, well it was kind of lame. But then he heard it, screams coming towards him. "Please somebody help me!"
Oh, he could hear a woman screaming for his help. He had to act, but how. Then he saw it the woman running down the alley towards him. She seemed to be in her early twenties, not pretty and dressed in a poor colourless dress. Honestly it wasn't all that pleasing to his eyes, and to add to it all the woman was sweating, crying, bloodied and her teeth were a bit crooked, oh and that face, oh no.
But more importantly why was a finely dressed man who seemed to be straight out of the 18th hundreds chasing after her with a knife. He even sounded quite British as he yelled. "Oi come back here! Stop your running you young lass! Come here and let me cut ye down and make you bleed like me chippa!"
Now only a few meters away, the woman actually stumbled and fell. damn, high heels were a bitch. With a hard bam she fell right next to him and his nice white flowers. And immediately after the man fell upon her, he pulled at her dress, lifted up his knife and then stabbed it into her back.
The woman screamed in fear and agony. "Kyaahh ahhhhh!"
While the man merely laughed and said. "Hahaha, yes yes, scream for me you strumpet, scream! I love it! Let me hear some more before you die!"
Seeing the sight there right next to him Marino was not stunned, but a bit confused. After all he had done and seen his fair share of killing in the past, but just what was going on? For the life of him he couldn't figure out why he was seemingly in some old aged England watching this psycho stabbing this innocent, but average looking woman.
Well whatever the case, he did swear to be a good man, right. So with that in mind he grabbed at the woman's hand that was clawing at the stony ground. And then he said. "Gaba jaba daba."
Oh yeah he was still a baby and couldn't say anything to encourage the woman to fight back. Instead he could only watch as the pitiful woman looked sadly at him.
And that's when it hit him, he could do something right. Sure he wasn't the demon lord or whatever anymore, but he had the light within him. Focusing on the light he then sent it forth into the woman in hopes of it doing something.
Well nothing visibly seemed to be happening, but the woman did seem to calm down. Was it from extreme shock and blood loss, or something else, he wasn't sure. Although he was starting to feel really exhausted and sleepy now. But then suddenly the woman gritted her teeth and smashed the back of her head into the mans face.
The man let go of her and yelled in pain. "Ahh, you slag!"
Then before the man could react the woman turned around and kicked him, causing his blade to accidentally get hit by her leg which sent it flying straight into the mans throat.
The man's eyes went wide in shock as did Marino's, when suddenly the woman turned to him and quickly as she got to her feet she grabbed him and ran. "Don't worry baby, I got you. Your safe with me, that man's not going to hurt you."
Looking at the woman Marino was stunned. Didn't she just get stabbed like eight times a least in the back and yet she was now running like it was no big deal. Oh no, wait, did he actually heal her or something?
While lost in thought they suddenly came to a small two story house filled with women. They seemed extremely worried for the woman who carried him as one of them said. "Oh, Anna Bell where were you? We thought that something happened to you. You know going out on the streets this late at night is dangerous. It doesn't matter how low on money we are, you still shouldn't do it."
In response the woman quickly caught her breath and began to explain everything that had happened. Apparently she had tried to seduce this lonely well dressed man on the street, but the man apparently was a psycho killer or something. He had led her to some back alley were instead of taking her woman hood with his manhood he had instead tried to take her life. But by some miracle she had gotten away, saw a light in the alley, ran to it and there in a bed of flowers found a baby. The man had tried to stab her, but apparently failed according to her as she was totally fine, except that her dress was now a bit covered in holes.
And as this Anna Bell said this all eyes then fell upon him. And as the women pushed away the blankets a little to reveal him to them. The women who all looked quite average and poor started suddenly Kyaaing and screaming like a bunch of love stricken girls. "Oh my god she's cute! Look she's got such deep blue eyes and such beautiful light blonde hair. Oh and those chubby cheeks, oh wow. Why would anyone abandon such a cute little thing out there all alone? Oh what should we call her, I mean we will keep her right?"
Now Marino was feeling quite offended and confused as he called out to the woman and yelled. I'm not a girl, ok. But all that came out again were baby noises which made the women around him giggle even more.
Then one old lady amongst them took a white flower from the woman called Anna's hand and asked. "Oh where did you find this?"
Confused Anna answered quickly saying. "Oh, there was a bunch of them right under her when I found her. It seems that I accidentally took it with me as I was in a hurry."
Smiling back the old lady then said. "I see, well it seems only fitting then. Seeing as you found her in a bed of Lili flowers I say we then simply call her Lili as fate clearly has intended it to be. From now on she will be Lili a new member of our ever growing brothel house of East side."
Hearing this Marino was stunned and absolutely outraged. Just what the fuck was going on here. He was a man! And he was no Lili, no fucking way! And why was he in some brothel, just why god why? Well at least he or she was alive and able to try life for the third time again. And this time it would for sure be great, right? After all the third time's the charm right? Right?