Although I can't see the surrounding scenery, there are many familiar feelings coming from time to time. Ah, this is the soft breeze blowing, this is the coldness of the drizzle. Feeling this long-lost familiarity, I almost shed tears
Come.
"Little one, you've arrived." This is the voice of cotton candy.
"What...what should I do now?" I was panicking...
"There are several lives not far away from you moving towards you, do you feel it?"
"I feel it, there are six. Ah, why is it so strange to have one life? It is obviously one, but why does it seem like two?"
"It's not surprising at all. She is giving birth to a little life in her body. She will soon be your mother."
"You...are you asking me to be reincarnated?"
"Yes, you don't have to worry, it's very safe."
"Why not find a mature individual to let me in? Why do you want me to be a child?"
"No, because that would kill another soul. That's not what I want, and you don't want that either, right?"
"It's up to you. You're the boss now, so you can do whatever you say!"
"One more thing, after your soul enters this life, it will not merge with it immediately."
"What? Marshmallow, are you kidding me? Not the big one, not the small one? You're playing with me."
"You are now formed in the form of energy. In addition, you absorb other energies in the universe. It is impossible for your small body to withstand your messy things. In addition, there are other problems."
"Can you finish it all at once?"
"I will compress you into a very small energy body and place it in the place where this life thinks. When this life can withstand your power, you can wake up. Of course, I will peel off part of you first.
Come out so that you can control your body and learn everything in this world that is strange to you. But because the separated part of you has new developments, the frequency will change. So there must be something that triggers a common frequency between the two.
Vibrating special events serve as connections to wake you up."
"That's it? Is there anything else?"
"Not yet, you have to take a long nap. You won't have the memory of your previous life before you wake up. Are you ready?"
"Okay, let's get started."
"OK."
"Wait a minute, Marshmallow...can I still keep your memory?"
"If you insist."
"Cotton candy..."
"What?"
"Thank you……"
"You are welcome."
"Marshmallow……"
"What else do you want to ask?"
"Think about your body shape. Do you want to consider losing weight?"
"Shut your mouth, it's already started!"
half year later……
In the Governor's Mansion in the center of Darkmoon City, everyone is jumping up and down and busy. Everyone's face is filled with joy and worry. Why? Because the Governor's wife is giving birth again! This is the Governor's
It was the third child. But one night passed, and the little guy still stayed in his mother's belly and refused to come out. Among all the worried people, Governor Visu Keda was the most nervous.
Governor Visu Kedar, the only civilian governor of Darkmoon City in history, was walking back and forth in the garden next to his bedroom. The painful moans coming from the bedroom of the one he loved most in his life made him feel the same.
A tall man dressed as a warrior standing next to him said, "Brother, don't worry, with the saints from the Holy City Magician's Guild here, Kesling will be fine!" This is Weisu Keda's.
Become sworn to the Archgod Nazi.
"Yes, I know that too. But Katherine..."
"No problem, I believe she will be fine!" A magician in a robe took over. "If the saint can't do it, I, Wilbur, will come in person." This is another sworn brother of Governor Visu Keda. Great Magic
Master Wilbur.
Visu Keda wanted to say something more, but was interrupted by a maid who rushed out of the room.
"Mr. Governor, my wife has given birth! She is a young master!"
Just when the excited expression appeared on Visu Keda's face, another maid brought new news.
"Mr. Governor, the young master will not cry!"
"Mr. Governor, the young master is smiling... and..."
Visu Keda finally couldn't stand the torture anymore and rushed into the bedroom.
First, he saw a slightly pale face. Bright eyes, delicate eyebrows, and a small mouth under a straight nose. This was his beloved wife, Catherling Hagrid. Catherling was using her full face
She looked at the child in her arms with loving eyes. The little guy was making fangs and claws movements with his tender limbs, and giggled from his mouth.
Kasseling raised her head from the sound of footsteps and smiled at her worried husband. The smile like the spring sunshine immediately dissipated Visu Keda's anxiety.
"Come and see our baby, dear."
"Kasseling, it's great to see you're okay. But they...the maid said our child won't cry..."
"Who says that children must cry when they are born? Children who can laugh when they are born are geniuses!"
"But...but don't both of his brothers cry?"
"Lick and Shifta...I don't know, don't you like this child?"
"Who said that, as long as it is our child, I like him. Don't worry, I will definitely love him very much, just like his two brothers."
"Visu Keda." The saint who was washing her hands raised her head, "There is one more thing about your child."
Only then did Visu Keda realize that he was very rude and did not notice that there was another person in the bedroom, the saint of the Holy City Magician's Guild, Bertina.
"I'm sorry, I didn't notice you. Thank you for your hard work, Saint Bertina. What's the matter?"
"This child is very strange. There is almost no magic fluctuation in his body."
"Really? How could this happen?"
"The details are unclear right now, so don't pay too much attention to it. It may be because the child is too young and we can't feel it."
"Okay, anyway, I am very grateful for everything you have done for the child and his mother." As he said this, Visu Keda saluted Bertina.
"No need to be polite, aren't we friends?" Bertina covered her mouth and said with a smile, "Kasseling is my best sister. By the way, does the child have a name?"
"Koen Keda, I want to call him Keen Keda. Okay? Kasseling?"
"Cohen, Cohen. I like this name." Kasseling happily said to the child in her arms, "Little rascal, from today on you are Cohen Keda! You must listen to your mother and be a good boy."
"
The child in my arms smiled even more happily...
In June of the 15th year of the Holy Calendar. The disaster of the gods, the source of the world's turmoil, the axis of evil, the stranger with hands covered with the blood of the gods, Cohen Keda, was born in Darkmoon City... (To be continued)