Death was supposed to be the end for a person with a miserable fate like me.
Yet, when I closed my eyes for what I thought was the final time in that dim and gloomy room...
I found myself inside the body of a newborn child.
And thus I thought to myself-
'What kind of sick joke is this??? Is this supposed to be a reincarnation or a transmigration?!?'
It was easy for me to deal with the reality that I had been transferred to another world.
But seriously, what was this supposed to be?
Anyways, I was born as a son to a young mother- Raella, and her husband Viker.
They were a poor yet loving family living in the District 20 slums of a certain Planetary Capital Area.
They had just been blessed by a new son, and his delivery went smooth with the help of a local doctor.
However, little did they know that their little baby boy's ego had been immediately switched with mine from the moment the doctor yelled "It's a success!"
Ugh. I feel bad now.
The doctor handed me over to Raella, and Raella in turn held me in her bosom as if I was the most precious thing in the world.
And when she looked at me, her gaze meeting mine-
"Mama! He has the same eyes as you!" The sound of a 7 year old kid echoed.
Clear light blue. Resembling the ocean.
"Dad! He has hair just like you!" Said the 12 year old girl.
A greyish yellow- beige, like the color of sand.
"And look, hes not even crying. He's calm and collected... Just like you, Raella." The father, Viker, said with a smile on his face.
"That's a relief. Thank goodness- The gods have given us a blessed child."
Raella, held me a bit tighter.
"It's decided-"
A tear of joy drips down from her left cheek.
"Your name will be-"
"########."
Thus, a new song began.