All I remember is a shining light. Then another bright light. As I tried to look around I realized I couldn't move my neck. I tried to talk. All the noise that came out was what sounded like a cry.

I stopped trying to talk trying to hear the crying, but when I stopped so did the sound. "W-was that me?" I tried to say but it came out as cries.

I tried to focus my eyes because it was sort of blury. I focused my eyes looking up and saw a woman holding me. Wait how's she holding me I'm huge is what he thought. She had long brunette hair with blue eyes. She was showing cleavage in what looked to be a cloth version of a hospital gown. It wasn't made for a woman as small as she was that was clear.

He still hadn't quite figured out what was happening until he thought a little harder. He remembered a stand off with police. He was shot and bled out on the concrete.

How was he alive is what he kept asking himself. He finally was brought out of his thoughts when the woman started talking. She said "Honey our son is so beautiful isn't he!" She stated it more then just saying.

A man looking in his early 20s walked into my vision. He had blonde hair with brown eyes he looked to be in pretty good shape aswell.

"Yes Ichikawa is indeed beautiful." He agreed with the woman.

What are they talking about? He thought. He finally figured it out. He was reborn.