A point-blank shot, the gun's noise echoes in the silent street that doesn't stop raining. Now I can see that the assailant appears to be very scared.

I can see the man running, but I hit the ground before I could do anything.

I can't see anything but the sidewalk on the street next to me... I think I can hear Ester; she's scared screaming; her voice is slowly getting muffled; I can't pay attention to what she's saying, but she looks desperate...

My vision becomes blurry, I no longer have the strength to close my eyelids. Raindrops penetrate my eyes and make my vision worse.

All I feel now are the raindrops falling on my body... The sound of the rain still manages to be very present.

In fact, I can feel the wind blowing over my body. It is... icy, but at the same time, comfortable...

Everything is so... calm.

Wait, am I really going to die? I...

Just because I said I would change... Life is really unfair...

My vision starts to darken, and suddenly everything goes blank...

What is that noise? A bell?

No, it must be the sound of the ambulance sirens. Did they arrive so quickly, or is it my perception of time that is wrong?

I partially regain my vision.

"We are losing him!" Everything is very blurry, but I can make out some figures dressed in green with something white on their faces. I know... It must be the doctors.

Again, everything goes off.

I can hear a noise of something beeping repeatedly; it must be my vital signs... They are very weak...

This noise is getting weaker and weaker, each time beating slower and slower...

...

Suddenly... silence...

I can't hear anything else... See anything else... Feel anything else...

So this is death?

It's much quieter than I imagined...

It's a shame I left Ester behind...

I wish I had enjoyed it a little more. I wish I had at least finished that rubber pirate anime...

A small white dot sits in my "vision", if I can call it that.

What is that?

Suddenly, everything got warmer and more comfortable...

Is this heaven??

Impossible; I was never one to go to church.

The dot grows and takes over my entire vision at once.

My God, my eyes! Doesn't heaven have a dark mode?

Something seems strange...

I'm hearing something, like people talking, but my hearing is still muffled.

I can breathe!?

The feeling of air entering my nostrils is unmistakable!

I'm breathing!

My vision begins to darken and I finally manage to open my eyes.

Wait... Eyes?

I see two people, a man and a woman, but I still can't see their details, just their silhouettes. The lighting is very dim; my vision is still getting used to the brightness...

But somehow I'm alive!

How did this happen? I was dying!

Now it looks like I'm... lying down?

I lift my hands and realize something that seems impossible.

They are much smaller than they are!

I feel very comfortable where I am; I think it's a bed. I also seem to be covered with something really warm, maybe a blanket.

I put my hands inside the blanket; this is not my body!

I don't know what's going on, but I should be dead!

WAIT! Stopping to think...

Does this mean I REINCARNED?!

This is inexplicable!!

I was dying, and now I'm here...

My vision is more used to the clarity. Beside me, a lamp is lit, turning the place with a yellow color.

Looking up, I see a ceiling made of wood.

Everything around is made, for the most part, of wood. I am apparently in a cradle, made of white wood.

Furniture, pictures on the wall—that's probably my room.

But who are my parents?

Now I can see people who were silhouettes before!

A woman wearing a red blouse with a white apron looks at me.

Her hair is straight and blonde and parted in the middle, with a bun holding it at the back of her hairstyle.

Its nose is thin and pert. Her cheeks are big, and her lips are thin. The large eyes shine a green, the color of emeralds, the eyelashes are long and beautiful. Its skin is delicate and white.

In her arms, she holds a child.

My brother probably?

The child does not appear to be very old, certainly not more than 1 year old.

The woman looks at me from above, to the right of the crib, with a look and an expression of happiness.

On my left, a man, wearing blue clothes.

It must be my father!

He has brown hair and doesn't look very old. Her skin is white, but has a faint pink tint.

His hair is shaved on the sides and long in the front, flowing over his forehead.

Its eyes are a caramel color, and its nose is small and triangular.

He has a goatee, which commands respect to be honest...

However, their look is one of emotion; I really am their son...

After a few days, I still don't know what world I'm in. This is the world I know it in, but in its ancient times?

I haven't had a chance to look at a map yet

The language is totally new and different from what I used to know, I have a lot of trouble understanding what my parents are saying.

But I've already managed to understand some things.

I managed to understand that my name is Light, my mother's is Hera, my father's is Richard, and my brother's is William. They repeat these names a lot.

Apparently, I live in a very small village. I constantly go out with my mother to the fields; she takes me on her lap. There I see other residents' houses; most of them have their own plantations.

I managed to see a kingdom from afar during these walks; it's good to know that at least I'm not in such an ancient world...

The other day I managed to see dense forests near my village; it would be interesting to explore there someday.

The climate is very pleasant, similar to spring; the sun shines a lot, but it doesn't burn my skin. When it's night, the moon shines and the stars take over the whole sky, it's really beautiful to see the night sky infested with stars.

This is a bit embarrassing, but my knees still aren't strong enough to support me, so I can only get around by crawling...

During that week, for the first time, I saw my new appearance!

Well, my hair is still growing, but I have black, spiky hair. In my bangs, two big strands are in the center, while another two big strands are at the sides of my head. My skin is white, but not pale; it is a saturated color.

My eyes are big and dark, as is my hair. My nose is thin, just like my mother's.

I saw that my house has an office full of books. I should go there and try to learn the language of that place.

Well, the only way to go there is crawling, or asking someone...

My brother, William, has spiky hair down, his face is a little rounder, and his gaze, most of the time, is serious. Your skin is similar to mine, but a little lighter.

He is very quiet, and always seems to be in a bad mood, but that must be because of his age. He shouldn't be more than 3 years old, so it's common for him not to talk much.

Right now I'm on top of the dining table, the direction of the office is behind me. Hera, my mother, is in front of me knitting a cloth; I need to find some way for her to take me there...