1 A meaning Less Life

What an idiot! Killing himself under a train! Doesn't he know that it will traumatize everyone here, not to mention the employees who will have to pick up his body in pieces. Why is he looking at me like that? I saved his life! I hear the train ringing and its braking noise on the rails, but it's not that bad. My life has been meaningless since I finished my studies.

It has been an endless cycle of survival without close friends or family. I've had success in my career. I was good at carrying out my missions on time but without friends or family with to share it, it makes no sense. I hear the train ringing again and everything goes black.....

In this darkness I hear a voice.

MY CHILD I give you my gift of creation as well as belonging to all the greatest races I have created in the hope you will use it to restore tolerance among them.

I open my eyes. My eyesight is completely blurry. I can't move. I can't move. Am I too hurt for that? I can't see anything but the ceiling and the railings on my bed. Since when hospital beds have handrails? I try to call a nurse, but all that comes out of my mouth is a holler.

I hear someone running up to me "it's amazing she hadn't even made a sound yet"

a beautiful woman leans over my bed. She has beautiful black hair as shiny as obsidian and brown eyes. Her face is soft, the most beautiful I have ever seen. Despite the tiredness on her face, she shows an air of relief. she wears a beautiful dress in style close of the French Medieval times. "Arlette calls the doctor and warns the Lord".

I'm trying to talk to this lady. Who is she? What hospital makes its nurses wear this kind of clothing, but again I can only moan. The Lady seems delighted, but what worries me most is why she is so big!...

An old man came into the room and I understood him in his way "where is the child?" At the sound of footsteps he seems to be followed by another person.

The Lady steps away from my bed. "she is there doctor."

He approached my bed and lifted me up? Why doesn't it hurt? And why is my body so small and chubby?

I.. I'M A BABY!!!!!!!

"Madam the young mistress seems to be in good health now even if her birth was very curious it should not harm her future. Give her 2 drops of growth potion in her baby bottle it will help her for her development."

"Are you sure everything is fine, doctor?" she didn't cry at birth and hadn't opened her eyes or made a sound in two days."

"Be reassured madam, indeed when she was born her magic flow was very low but it is now normal and I will even say that it seems above average"

"What a relief, thank you, ask the butler to pay you." Arlette comes to help me pump the milk, we need to feed her."

"Yes, madam."

I... I don't want to drink breast milk! Especially not from a woman I don't know!! Any protest is futile, the beautiful lady keeps pushing that funny bottle into my mouth over and over again. It's really strange every time it enters my mouth it delivers a dose of milk

that goes straight to the font of my throat. It seems the old man is a doctor. I don't have listened carefully to what they said I was too shocked by my current situation but he talked about magic flow?

But where am I at the end!?

I've been stuck in this body for a few days now and I have to admit it, it seems that I've been reincarnated in another world. A world where magic exists.

For the moment, my limited informations comes from the beautiful lady, who is apparently my mother Eudeline. My family seems rich because we have at least one servant and a butler, but I thought I heard some other chambermaids. Finally my father cares a little about me or he is absent because I still haven't seen him.

My life is for the moment boring I can only move my legs and arms without being able to get out of this bed except when I am given the baby bottle to which I must say I have got used!

I have always dreamed about the existence of magic and now it is within reach but impossible to reach with this chubby body. Every day I shake them as much as I can and hope that I will be able to walk as soon as possible. I shake them about 20 minutes each time before falling asleep for an hour and I repeat this cycle sometimes interrupted by the baby bottle or the change of my cloth diaper. These diapers are just as strange as baby bottles.

When they are removed from me, my buttocks are all clean and they do not use scratch or tape to keep them closed. They use only two coats of arms on the sides, Eudeline or Arlette presses the coats of arms and they emit a slight light before remaining in place until she does the opposite operation.

Three months have already passed, these last few days I am allowed to spend my afternoon in a games room that gave me the opportunity to practice walking. My approach is hesitant but I somehow manage to move around, but what interests me the most is what the maids said yesterday when they passed in front of my games room. They talked about a lot of books in the next room. If I could read them I would finally learn more about this world and its magic.

Arlette always leaves the game room door open and it seems that the next room doesn't have a door. I take advantage of the fact that no one is watching me to slip in.

The room is a large office surrounded by shelves full of books! Bingo!

It's very dusty, it looks like it hasn't been used for a long time.

I can easily reach the first shelves, with a chair I can reach those in the middle but those above are inaccessible for now.

I open the books one after the other but something is wrong the language is very similar to the one I know but at the same time some letters are upside down while others have unknown accents or slightly different calligraphies.

Looks like I'm gonna have to sneak into this office every day.

It took me a little over 6 months but I know now more about this world. I went to the office every day but I ended up being surprised by Arlette so I made her my most beautiful watery puppy eyes and hoped that the next few days she wouldn't close the door of my playroom. I kept going like this every time. Arlette finally dusted off the desk room and let me do as I please.

My behaviour has had consequences on my reputation among the maidservants, some think I am an angel and others think I am very strange. I can't blame them between my curious birth and my habit of reading books.

This world has many continents. We are currently on the continent of humans in one of the countries that make up the continent: Freuria. Each of them has its own traditions and running.

Education, on the other hand, seems to have a little difference between countries. When I am 5 years old, I will have to take a test to measure my magic potential. According to the result of this test I will be able to enter a school of more or less good quality but as a nobleman a little money will be enough to get me wherever I want. The real interest for me in this test is to reach the top 10 places. Those who succeed are entitled to a private tutor with better resources to progress but also to a scholarship.

It is above all the latter that interests me because in recent months I have seen that despite the number of maidservants and the splendour of the Eudeline and Arlette building, they only receive miserable meals and their clothes and sheets, although they are clean, seem more and more worn.

This new life offers me the chance to know what it is like to have a family, I would like to relieve a little bit of their daily life in return for all the love they give.