This World is Insane

Insanity is not a word that I would usually use to associate with myself but in this case, it is either I am going mental or the world is insane. This was my first thought after 5 years of my reincarnation.

Flashback 5 years ago.

Have you ever wonder what happens at the end of the road? For me though, I don't know.

I went to sleep one moment, and the next thing I knew I woke up as an infant. Either I am hallucinating, or I died in my sleep somehow.

I guess that makes me a reincarnator then. Or is it a transmigrator? This is so confusing right now and strangely I am very tired. Before I could continue monologuing, a load scream resounds throughout the room I am currently occupying.

"Waaaaaahhhhh waaaaahhhh wahhhhhh"

It seems like I'm not the only baby in this white hospital room. Judging from the sound there should be at least 3 babies screaming their lungs out. Not that I know I can't even turn my head properly, let alone my body. Damn this body underdeveloped motor skills.

I can't even my eyes open properly, I'm just so tired. I'm going to shut down, my mind just can't handle this. It's all too much at a moment.

ZzzzzzzzzZ

[Time skip]

I have been going in and out of consciousness for like five days. This baby body thing is very tiring.

*Sigh

I kind of wish this was all a dream. I should rage, vent all of my emotion but this body won't let me. It's just too tiring, even at this moment I am fighting this tiredness.

The fact that I left everything behind, still fills me with great sorrows. If I had died, at least make me stay dead. I mean I should be grateful but the fact that everything that I was is gone, is just devastating.

And the thing I am most PISSED OFF about was my slipping memories of my previous life. I could just barely remember my family faces, some of my friends and relative are already blank faces. I could still remember their names but their features elude me. Even some of my early childhood memories have already disappeared.

*sign

The only memories left untouched were my education knowledge like engineering and programming and such. but I would rather keep my other memories than this one. What an unfair trade-off.

But based on this I know for sure that I was a pretty intelligent person.

*Yawn

Great, it's my nap time and I'm still stuck in this hospital room.

Where are my parents? how long do babies need to be in the hospital room? These questions have been circling inside my head for the past 5 days.

It is driving me insane. I need to think of something else. So let's recap my memories, the last thing I remember of my previous life was that the year 2020. That year was a shitshow, people are dying and there was a lockdown because of a pandemic.

Many lost their jobs that year, they were forced to quit work and stay home. I try to recall the night before I came here, I was running a high fever for weeks. I guess I did die to a pandemic. Sign, that was really heavy stuff to take in.

My eyes started to get heavy, I guess it's time to sleep.

[Time skip]

It's been a year since that dreadful scream filled the hospital room. I don't know when I was moved since my experience there was blurred. What I did know was that I am an orphan and that my name is Yuuji Sakato.

Sakato is my mother's last name, and her name was Yuri. I will never forget that.

During my time there I have neither seen my mother or father, and I watched a few infants being cart out of the room. I had a locket around my neck, still don't know what is inside but it was given to me by one of the nurses.

I still don't know what language they spoke, but it sounded like Japanese. I had picked up some of the phrases. I know that my mother died giving birth to me and my father was nowhere to be seen.

Well, I would rather be in an orphanage than stay with my deadbeat father who wasn't even there when my mother gave birth to me. I got this snippet from one of the nurses when I was trying to learn the language.

It's been great in the orphanage, there are plenty of caretakers. No kids were neglected. Even some of the caretakers were pretty. So no complaints from me.

What, I can appreciate beauties even if I am a 1-year-old.

Seriously though, some of the caretakers are really beautiful in fact no caretakers were ugly. While their looks were average but none of them were ugly.

Is the standard of beauty around here is really that high? Am I in some kind of fantasy world or is it just this orphanage?

I hope that I didn't get born in that manga, promised neverland. That would have been scary.

*shiver

Or any kind of horror type world for that matter. I hated scary shit.

As I deliberate about my current situation, the beautiful caretaker named Mio? Rio? Whatever. Anyway, she is changing my diaper.

While it is humiliating, I can't do anything about it. With this baby body that shit and pee uncontrollably, what can I do?

If she didn't change my diapers, I would feel uncomfortable the whole day. Anyway, it's only uncomfortable the first few times she changes my diaper. Although I did die a little inside each time she changes my diaper.

Other than eating, shitting, and sleeping. I don't have anything better to do. I mostly spend my time learning the language.

At this point, I was able to understand what the caretaker was talking about. I know don't how, but the language just flows in.

Maybe this body spec is pretty good. Okay, that's just sound wrong, it makes me seem like a body-snatching ghost.

'Well like it looks it's nap time' I thought as I was hit with sudden fatigue.

[Time skip]

It had been 3 years since I joined the orphanage. I am currently 4 years old.

In 3 years, I had learned many things. In the first year, I mastered walking and boy let tell you having no motor skill for these limbs are such a pain.

I fell and fell again. If I put my experience into a video, I would be able to make a montage of me falling face first 31 times.

In my spare time when I not in a crib, I walked and read the picture book (because basic is a foundation of learning). Those activities were the only things I'm able to do without being suspicious.

Well from the point of view of the caretakers, I might as well look like a bubbly idiot that pretends to read and a moron that failing to walk across the room.

What, I'm self-conscious okay.

While other children were crawling around, I was falling from my attempt at walking.

Anyway let's move past my failures and think of my result, I can now walk without any issue. It only took a month of falling none stop. I don't know about you but I count this as a victory.

I, Yuuji Sakato have conquered walking and made it my bitch. Now with my newfound power, I obviously abuse it.

I found a mirror during my exploration, and my infant self was a sight.

I have sparkling light blue eyes and a tuff of dark blue hair that almost appeared black on my head. A complete contrast to my pale white skin. My feature was babylike, so there is nothing to talk about. But what drew my attention was my ears, slightly pointed ears.

I'm a half-elf.

My half Human? (I don't know, I could have dragon parent for all I know) self aside. What I do know though was that I would grow up to be handsome for sure.

That's troupe, right? There are no ugly elves.

After a while, I continue to walk everywhere in the orphanage and finally found my goal. The library or is it book storage? Doesn't matter. Now I can read books to learn more about this world.

Alas, it was not meant to be, reading a picture and reading an actual book was vastly different. The vocabulary got so much more complicated, along with that it's a written language.

I can't decipher what was written in the book.

This would last until my caretaker, Miyomi (I got it right this time) teach me how to read some words.

"Yuu-chan, this is the character's table. From あ,い,う,え,お to わ, を. Memorized this since it is a crucial step", said Mimi.

"Ok", I replied.

From there were the usual student duties. Study and review more.

I know it's not normal to start learning the written language. But the curiosity is killing me. And apparently, the language is called Sianic common.

From what I had read, the country I am living in is called East Sianic Alliance. Which from history, it is an alliance of countries in the eastern part of the world.

This world is mess up, many races are living in it like Orcs, Dwarves, Elves, and more. This is straight out of d&d.

I'm pretty sure there are more races out there but in the Sianic Alliance, the most common one was Humans, Sea Elves, Half-Orcs, and Dwarves.

Maybe some occasion goblins (the d&d kind) and Halflings but that's it.

So the only logical thing left in this setting was magic.

Magic is real. Nice Fantasy.

This would continue to be my routine until I was 5. That was the first I went outside of the orphanage.

Flash black ended

Hahahaha Hahahaha, My brain is short-circuited. Why do you ask?

It is because of the flying metal ship that seems to have some kind of mana propulsion. That's why.

Apparently, I was wrong, I was not in just some Fantasy genre, I'm in a Fusion Fantasy version where technology and magic coexist.

Great, just great. Maybe people of this world went to spaces already. Do they even have guns? I need to research more.

As I wallowed in self-pity and worrying about my 'Status' in this life.

A blue screen pops up in front of my face.

[ Name: Yuuji Sakato

Race: Half-Elves (Void Elf heritage)

Age: 5

Alignment: Neutral

Profession: Reincarnator Lv. 1 [ 0 / 100 ]

HP: 16/16

Str: 5 [-3]

Dex: 7 [-1]

Con: 6 [-2]

Int: 16 [+3]

Wis: 12 [+1]

Cha: 13 + 2 = 15 [+3]

Attribute points: 7 unspent

Ability points: 0

General EXP: 0

Class EXP: 0

Battle EXP: 0 ]

*sign, this world is insane.