"Sigh!"

"It looks like my time is coming to an end."

A young man, nineteen or twenty years old, was lying on the bed near a window with a weak, shrivelled body. His eyes had lost any urge or need and were completely dead as he looked at the sky from the window.

The man lying here is Apollo, who, just like his name suggests, was an all-rounded genius who was good at almost everything, whether it was studies, music, or sports, but everything changed a few months ago.

Two months ago, late at night, just when he was about to tear his new sexy girlfriend's clothes for the first time, he suddenly lost consciousness and was later found to have a rare genetic disorder that had no cure, and he had only a few months to live.

This news shocked him as his proud, bright life turned dark in an instant as everything he did and achieved in his short life became meaningless.

So what if he was a genius? Who started his own company at eighteen and was going to achieve his doctorate degree at the young age of nineteen. Nothing can help him now. But what was most detestable was that it could not wait a day or a few hours so that he could at least complete the greatest deed of his life, a 'Threesome'.

Knowing this, he almost lost his will and felt despair. He then quickly proceeded with the treatment, trying to hold himself first, but as his health deteriorated, he could not do anything and felt anguish in the situation.

He was alone, as when he was seven, his parents died in an accident, leaving him alone in foster care. Apollo, with his own strength and hard work, achieved all the riches and fame.

But now he was lying in bed, incapable of moving. After two months, it became difficult for him to even move his fingers, and Apollo could only remain lying down on the bed.

At this moment, he felt a sudden drowning; his senses, which he barely left, also started to disappear. He knew instantly that his time had come to an end.

"Good, finally I can rest in peace—no more despair, no more thoughts, nothing to care about."

Although this was his thought as he was closing his eyes, he had many regrets and things he wanted to achieve. The moment he closed his eyes, a teardrop fell, which seemed to mark the end of his short life.

But at that moment, a sudden glow of golden light appeared in the room, covering Apollo's body for an instant and disappearing before anybody could notice it.

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Waaahhh! Waaahhh!

"Look, it's a boy."

"Congratulations!!! Congratulations!!!"

"Step aside; let me see; let me look at the boy."

Immediately, a sturdy, slender middle-aged man with a small beard and blond hair appeared with a smile, and with care, he held the baby boy in his hands.

"Good, good, good!"

He said good three times, seeing the baby boy while laughing with his heart content.

When the middle-aged man looked at the young boy, the boy suddenly stopped crying and looked at the man who was holding him in his arms.

"What is this? Didn't I die?"

"Where is this? Why are my hands so small? And why is this person holding him so big?"

"Bring him to me. Let me see my son."

A beautiful woman's voice suddenly sounded in the room, which made the middle-aged man smile.

"Yes, yes, come, boy, let's meet with your mother."

The middle-aged man then carefully took the boy, came close to a beautiful woman with white skin, blue eyes, long black hair, and an elegant otherworldly charm, and placed him near her.

"He has the same eyes as you."

"Indeed, he is going to be a strong boy."

"Haha, haha! Yes, he will be strong and brave and make our family reach new heights."

She did not say anything but, with doting eyes, looked at her son.

At that moment, no matter how ridiculous the situation, Apollo had to believe what he was seeing and feeling now. After a moment, he gets a hint of his current situation.

He somehow became a newborn child, and the two people in front of him should be his new parents.

But what the hell? How is that possible? He was sure he died, but now that he had been born again as a baby, how could this be real?

"Is this a dream? I should be dead, so how am I dreaming, or have I not died yet?"

But after a few moments of seeing and feeling things, this sensation was too real to be a dream, which meant he might really have become a baby.

If all else fails, that means he reincarnated! Are there really reincarnations? As a modern person, it was unbelievable.

Everything was unreal; did he get a second chance?

After coming to a realisation, he became excited. He now doesn't need to feel despair from slowly waiting for life to end and loneliness again. Thinking of this, his previous dead heart regained a new hope and expectation, which made him cry.

Waahhh! Waahhh! 

As a newborn baby, Apollo could not control his body's reactions and started crying because of the stimulus.

"Look, your loud voice made our son cry; stop talking."

"My lady, what did I do wrong?"

"Stop talking and give our son a name."

"Ah! Yes, yes, I already had thought of a name for my son; his name will be Apollo, 'Apollo Fletcher', who will brighten the lives of our people and protect them."

"Apollo!"

"Yes, it's a good name; do you like it?" Mother said, looking at her baby son with a doting look.

Hearing the name his new parents gave surprised him, and he stopped crying, as although he could not understand the language, he could still guess something.

And hearing them give him the same name from his previous life was surprising and sentimental, as in this life, he was still going to be known as an Apollo.

"Look, our son liked the name." Seeing that he stopped crying, both parents were happy.

Although he still could not fully believe all the things happening now, looking at his loving parents, he was looking forward to his new life.

After that, he felt tired and fell asleep, as he was just a newborn baby and his body needed sleep.