I found myself in an unknown location, adrift in an eternal expanse of darkness, punctuated by occasional bursts of light that seemed to mimic the Big Bang.
"Boy, I will see how your another part of soul will live in my Magic Punk world, a high grade one." A goddess with all punk styles and themes in mixed in one chuckled.
She was strangely very beautiful, even after being the mixture of various Punk themes.
Suddenly, I felt a pull, transforming me into an arrow, accelerating in a specific direction at a constant rate.
Then, abruptly, I stopped moving.
I discovered that I could move and perceive physical touch.
"Where am I?" I wondered aloud.
Despite my efforts, I remained immobile.
I glanced at my hands, which were those of an infant.
I attempted to speak, but only managed to produce adorable baby sounds.
It appeared that babies truly couldn't talk, confirming the research from my previous life.
Babies gradually develop their vocal receptors.
I rolled around in a baby stroller, attempting to survey my surroundings.
However, my vision was now that of a baby's, unable to see clearly beyond a few inches.
I noticed several female figures bustling about and a male figure standing by a bed, where a woman lay weakly.
I deduced that she was my mother, likely unconscious after giving birth.
Everything was blurry, except for the stroller I was in, which was unmistakably made of gold and studded with diamonds.
It seemed I was born into a wealthy family.
No one paid me any attention after checking my physical condition.
However, when the doctor examined me, he used some sort of green aura.
Before using the aura, I distinctly heard him utter
"Om,"
followed by something in Sanskrit. I recognized the language from a course I had taken in my previous life.
"Lady is awake, quickly bring the body replenishment soup," the head maid ordered swiftly upon noticing my mother's fluttering eyes.
My mother attempted to sit up, and my father quickly stepped forward to assist her.
"Are you okay, dear?" he asked my mother.
"I'm okay, bring me my baby," she replied.
He nodded and walked towards me.
Upon reaching the stroller where I was resting, he gently picked me up with his large hands.
I allowed him to do as he pleased.
As he cradled me against his chest, I got a clear, close look at my father's face.
He was incredibly handsome, exuding the aura of a king who ruled over many people.
After picking me up, he returned to the bed where my mother was sitting, watching us with warm eyes.
When we reached my mother, my father extended me towards her.
"Here, our son," he said.
My mother carefully took me into her arms.
She observed me closely, noting that I was very calm and was observing her just as intently.
My mother was stunningly beautiful.
It seemed I had the potential to be handsome in the future.
After settling me on her lap, she pinched my cheeks and ran her finger across my belly.
I couldn't help but laugh loudly.
"Our son is very cute," she said, pausing. "He's very smart, too."
"Yes, because he is my son," my father said proudly.
My mother nudged him with her elbow. "Is he your son, not mine?" she asked.
"Hahaha, he is the son of both of us," my father replied, laughing heartily.
My father also sat on the bed next to my mother.
My mother rested her head on my father's shoulder.
Both of them teased me and played with me.
"So, what will his name be?" my mother asked, gently stroking my head.
"Hmm, name?" my father pondered.
"According to the day, stars, and time, his name will be Manvendra," he said, recalling the Vaastu Shastra.
"The meaning of this name is a natural-born king among people. They are very ambitious, loyal to their own people, and they detest betrayal," he explained the meaning of my name.
"Hmm, good name. So, my son, how do you like your new name?" she asked me, dotingly.
I looked into her eyes and laughed loudly.
I wasn't sure if my behavior was influenced by my infant body, causing me to act childishly.
"Look, our son is very happy. He likes his name, dear," my mother said to my father, happily.
"Why wouldn't he be happy? I gave him the name," my father said, as proud as a peacock.
"Son, you know, you will be the future of our…" Before my father could finish his sentence, my mother pinched his skin hard with her fingers.
"Ouch! Hey, dear, why are you pinching me? I was just telling him about his future work," my father said in pain.
"Humph, who told you to say those things? He is still a child," my mother said angrily.
"Sorry, sorry, dear, I won't do it again," my father said, seeking forgiveness from my mother.
Before he could gain forgiveness from my mother, a loud horn and drum sounded.
My father quickly stood up.
"Husband!" my mother said to my father, worriedly.
My father looked at my mother with anger.
"Those who dare to attack us will pay the price," he said angrily.
My father exited the room and asked the chief minister, "Chief Minister, tell me the situation."
"Emperor, the gods and demons are fighting again, and this time they are fighting on the land of our kingdom," the Chief Minister reported the situation.
"Didn't the king of gods promises that they would never drag their fight onto the land of our kingdom?" my father said angrily.
I didn't know what was happening outside the room.
My mother just hugged me and caressed my back.
As my father was discussing the situation of the war between the gods and demons with the chief minister, an attack came in the direction of the palace.
When my father saw the attack coming towards us, he ordered the Chief Minister,
"Chief Minister, quickly order the evacuation of the palace," and quickly strode back into the room.
"Dear, we have to evacuate," my father said, lifting my mother into his embrace along with me.
My mother just nodded and didn't say anything.
She was weak after giving birth to me.
When we came out of the room, an attack from an unknown source was rapidly closing in.
When my father saw this, he knew that escape was impossible.
"Dear, I'm with you," my mother said to my father, seeing his expression.
My father nodded and quickly took out a round object from his ring.
I was surprised when I saw this.
My mother and father hugged me and kissed my forehead.
After doing this, my father made a strange scribble on the ball.
The ball quickly expanded to triple my size, and a hole opened in the ball.
My father quickly laid me in it.
After laying me in, he took out a strange flower plant from his ring.
He quickly plucked the small fruit from the flower and put it in my mouth.
After the fruit entered my mouth, it quickly melted and slipped down my throat.
I started feeling dizzy.
I saw my mother and father saying something, looking at me.
I fell unconscious, not knowing what was happening outside.
My father and mother quickly raised their hands, and an icosahedron made of energy glass came out of their chests.
Both of their icosahedrons were different colors, and something was trapped in their icosahedrons.
Both of them pointed their icosahedrons in my direction and chanted some Sanskrit mantras.
The ball quickly glitched and disappeared in front of my mother and father.
"He will be okay, dear," my father said, hugging my mother.
My mother didn't say anything, just hugged my father tightly, with tears flowing continuously.
The attack from the unknown source came, and the entire palace along with the capital disappeared.
I didn't know about it, just lying unconscious in the ball.
After an unknown amount of time, I opened my eyes.
The first thing that came before my eyes was a colossal figure passing over me.
I was quite frightened after seeing the colossal figure.
A scream escaped from my mouth, but I quickly covered my mouth with my hands.
The colossal figure stopped and inspected all directions.
After inspecting, he moved on his original path.
After the colossal figure disappeared from my sight, I dared to relax.
After removing my hands from my mouth, I found that my body had grown to that of a ten-year-old.
I had difficulty moving my body.
It seemed that this was the effect of the fruit from the flower that my father had fed me.
I had two theories about that fruit.
First, I had been sleeping for ten years, and my body had been growing for those ten years.
Second, my body had been growing at a rapid rate, and I hadn't slept for ten years, only a few years or not at all.
I tried to step out of the ball and noticed two rings on my lap.
Well, I was naked.
(But nothing to show off in a ten-year-old body.)
I put on both rings and tried to use their abilities.
Yes, from my estimation, these were the space rings of my father and mother.
But despite many attempts, I couldn't use the rings' abilities.
I just covered my lower body with the cloth that I was covered with when I was in the ball.
I observed my surroundings and found that there was a shield covering a dozen meter area, and the ball was at the center of this shield.