*MC POV*
Sometimes interesting things happen that surprise you, I say this from experience. Throughout my life, I've had moments where I was amazed by what just happened, like narrowly avoiding an accident that almost hit me, winning the lottery once, although it was the third prize, winning one of the three big prizes is something that would surprise you.
But now, at this very moment, I am quite surprised not only to see how I died and how a truck that came out of nowhere hit me, but also because I am now living a new experience that anyone would be excited and surprised about. And I am no exception when I realized what was happening. At first, there was fear, terror, anguish, desperation, but once the situation cleared up, everything changed to joy, excitement, fun, and happiness.
But not only that, during all this time, I realized something, and it is...
"Satoru, come eat, the food is ready."
"I'm coming, Mom."
Yes, as you may have noticed, my name is not Takumi, but Satoru, to be more precise, Satoru Gojo. You might wonder why I have this name. Well, the first idea that would come to mind is that your parents are extreme otakus to give you that name, or they lost a bet with a loved one or a friend. But I lean more towards the extreme otakus parents.
At first, I thought the paramedics saved me from the accident, but realistically, that would be impossible. But when I woke up, the first thing I saw was a wooden ceiling. Of course, that confused me, and I thought I was in an improvised hospital shelter because the hospital building might have been damaged, so they had to evacuate the patients.
But after calming down and looking around, everything was strange, and it seemed like I had gone back in time, and it was no longer modern times. Not only that, but I also discovered that my body was too small, to be exact, a baby.
Like any normal and calm person, the first thing that happened to me was fear and desperation. I didn't know why I was a baby, and I was sure I had reincarnated because I'm sure my body suffered too much damage from the accident. I was desperate and didn't know what to do. I couldn't do anything; I was a baby.
Soon after, a very beautiful lady came in. She had white hair and honey-colored eyes. She was a bit short, I think she was about 1.68 meters (5'6"), I'm not sure. She was wearing a green shirt with a white apron, light brown skirt, and black shoes. This lady picked me up carefully and with a lot of love, then she started to cradle me to calm me down.
I was scared of this lady who was holding me, but soon I started to feel calm, and the fear I had disappeared. I didn't know who she was, but I got an idea, and she was my mother, although I didn't understand the words she was saying at that moment, but I knew she was trying to calm me down.
Later on, I met my father, a tall man, I could say about 1.80m (5'11"), with black hair and a black beard. I don't remember the name of his beard, but it looked like a lumberjack's beard. He was wearing a white shirt with brown pants and black shoes. He was muscular, and you could see that he worked hard to take care of his family.
It took some time for me to adapt to this life, and little by little, I began to see these people as my own family, although technically they are, mentally they were not. But now I consider them my parents, but still, I wonder how my family is in my previous life. But setting aside the worry, I kept wondering how I got here, and not long ago, my questions were answered.
When I turned 3 years old, at night before going to bed, everything around me froze, it turned into white, black, and gray colors. Upon noticing this situation, anyone would be scared. I screamed for help from my parents, but they didn't answer, and that's when I realized it was not only my room but also the hallway, the dining room, the kitchen, technically the whole world, even my parents were that color. But before my anguish continued to grow, a letter appeared in front of me.
I held it with fear and care, then opened it slowly, although it was unknown; it was the only thing that had color. Upon opening it, I noticed several pages containing some information, so I started to read what it contained.
[To Mr. Takumi,
As you may have noticed, you are in another world. You died on 12/05/20** due to a mistake from our offices, due to an error from a new employee and the anger of the old employee, a disaster occurred in your world causing natural disasters, some cities were affected like yours, and several lives were lost at that moment.
Some of those lives were meant to die, but several still had time left, and you were one of them. Upon noticing the disaster, we decided to fix the situation and managed to save certain lives, but we also lost several. As compensation, we decided to give them a new opportunity in another world according to their wishes.
Since you had a strong wish before dying, we granted it to you. You are in the world of Black Clover as Satoru Gojo, although you could have gone to the world of Jujutsu Kaisen as a Black Clover character, but as we saw that you had a stronger desire for the Black Clover story, we decided to send you to that world.
You should not worry about the danger of the world; you will be able to use all of Satoru Gojo's abilities, but you will have to train them from the beginning. At the age of 5, you will be provided with a book explaining how to use the abilities, but it will depend on you if you manage to obtain them.
But since we were solving the problem quickly, we couldn't adapt your body and soul to this world, so you won't be able to use mana, but you will be able to feel it. Instead, you will be using cursed energy, which is found in this world, as compensation, a book will be provided with the necessary data to start all of Satoru Gojo's abilities simply and basic knowledge for its functionality.]
After finishing reading the letter, I realized my situation; I reincarnated into Black Clover, my favorite manga, and I am Satoru Gojo. This last part I think is because I saw the panel where I died, and maybe for that reason, I have his appearance and techniques.
I was thinking about what my future would be like, but I saw the letter disappear, and now a simple book appeared with the title "Explanation for Beginners." I opened it immediately to see what it contained; it had information on how to use cursed energy and its basic operation, as well as a brief explanation of the six eyes and the limitless technique.
After all that, I saw another book appear, and this one looked quite thick. Upon opening it, I noticed mathematical formulas and other types of information. That's when I realized I had to study to use his abilities. I decided to close the books and return to my room; when I entered my room, everything around me started to regain its original color, indicating that everything had returned to normal.
I left the books in the closet and then lay down in my bed. It took me a while to fall asleep because I was thinking about what would happen now. I am in the world of Black Clover as Satoru Gojo; I am 3 years old, and I don't know which timeline I am in; I might be behind the manga's story, I might be at the beginning or halfway through the story, but what I am sure of is that I have to practice if I want to participate or live my life in this world.
Although I already had an idea of who Satoru Gojo was because I already had the six eyes, and I could feel people's emotions, see certain things in detail, and see a lot of information and a certain energy in people, although I wasn't sure what it was, now I know it's mana.
But it seems I won't be able to use mana, but still, I can use cursed energy, which I find quite curious. If people feel mana but since I can't use mana, then it would be like Asta, who doesn't have mana. But now that I think about it, if Satoru Gojo's techniques use cursed energy, there must be something that can break the infinity he has; this is a good question.
All this happened to me last year; now I am 4 years old, and not a single day has passed where I haven't studied that thick book and also done exercises according to my age and body. But I had some progress during this time, and I am quite happy about it.
I am entering my house and sitting in the dining chair, waiting for my mother to serve me food. Soon my father arrives, sitting across from me, and shortly after, my mother arrives with a pot of hot food. The three of us are together, eating with joy and enjoying this warm family time.