3 Finding

"... Registering her birth is not impossible. Maximon can hack the system and slip everything in. We can adjust her birth."

"Which family will we attach her to? You are aware that this will affect her in the future."

"Does it matter?"

"Idiot, it does! If we pick a weak family, they will just force her to marry a few heirs; if she has a strong backing, some females might be a bit jealous and kill her off. Sure, she may be from a dying race, but she would be more of a hindrance to those females,"

This was what I opened my eyes to.

These four males talking about my future.

I kinda wanted to close my eyes again and pretend to be dead this time, but that wouldn't work.

Sitting up, I noticed that my dirty clothes had been changed, and I wore a pale pink long-sleeved, high-neck smock, though I think it was a dress, but I am not too sure.

Why pink though? I don't even like this color. It's utterly disgusting!

Yes, I will stick with a smock – the thing was big, along with my small feet which were encased with soft socks. Sigh. My feet looked around 13cm. For a ten-year-old, that seems smaller than they should be. I wonder where they had retrieved these thoughts from, but decided to throw the thoughts somewhere to the back of my mind, it might stress me out and honestly, I was not even about that life. Ah!

"How about – "

"I was fine as I was."

Four heads turned to me, each different from the other.

Should I fan myself faced with such perfection?

Wait… would doing such a thing be considered as something normal?

Oh yes, please dear god – let it be normal! I want my eyes to continue to behold perfect men – and women … women were such beautiful flowers.

"You were a few hours from dying,"

Sorry to burst your bubble, hottie, but I died already – twice, if you count my original body and this one, because I had to remember how this body died and my pathetic end.

Me by being eaten alive and this body from – I don't know – starvation and the chill?

The memory of how this body broke down and fed on itself and those sharks tearing me apart...

I shook my head. The despair was clawing at me again and, before it took over and forced me to do like I did in the past, I had to focus on the reality in front of me.

Huh?

Will that help me keep stable?

Shit, I hope it has nothing to do with me enduring pain. I have had enough pain!

No, I am far from that world. I am here.

There is no way I'll be found, the time is too far apart... I'm safe... I'm alive.

"I am alive now, so thank you, but this little girl should not be here," I said out loud, while trying to slip away.

I shouldn't be here, mother... Yes, I have a mother now.

I felt hopeful at the prospect of having a mother once again but depressed from the memory of this mother... She looked almost exactly like the one who birthed me and cared for me those short years.

"Why?"

This is one with black hair. His slanted, wide eyes reminded me of a Korean visage. However, instead of the characteristic slant starting from the outer eye it seemed the inner part is more slanted. "How cute," I thought, having fond memories of that specific shy male.

This reminded me of a customer who entered the club to relax when he did business in Barbados for the month.

Sigh, looking at him through each meeting in the club was a feast for my eyes and heart. When he left, I was sad.

I was so close to having him... Sadly; he slipped away.

Well, at least, now, here was another one, and I swear I will latch on to his thigh like a spider monkey.

Oh, then I can let this one go.

I tried to stand, but my balance seemed off. From five foot ten or roughly six feet four inches depending on the heels worn, I am now merely four feet, if so much.

And these boys who looked to be around eighteen seem to tower over me.

"Staying wherever here is is not worth the trouble."

"We found you in the hollow of a tree, with dirty scraps of cloth for clothes. It is a sign that you were having a hard time surviving."

"It is OK, my mother will return."

"Tell us where she is and we will take you to her."

My eyes widened. I suddenly felt that if they did that, I might put my mother in trouble.

"No, it is time to take me back!" I screamed, eyes widening at my shout.

I had to be dramatic here.

Then they would have no choice but to take me back.

"Little one, it is OK! We will take you back, if that is what you want."

Ah, the Korean hottie spoke up for me, I knew it! I will latch onto that thigh of his.

Big brother, please treat this little sister well!

"Hey Baek-Hyeon, what the hell are you doing? You know what race she is, right?"

This was waiting... Another Korean?

But why was his hair streaked with red?

Anyway, he was a hottie too, but I preferred the dark-haired one. Red streaks just looked like those demonic-vampire-yandere-psychopath-borderline-crazy types.

I don't do those types, so it's best I ignore his existence and focus on the dark-haired one.

So I guess I am cute since no one is flinching away from me... So I opened my eyes wide and pouted, gathering tears.

"My mom left me in the hollow for a reason. Please return me from whence I came!"

Wow, I didn't know my voice was so cute! Ah!

Cuttttte, I bet I'm adorable too right?

Oi System, am I cute?

No answer. Sigh. This thing is bothersome. So silent!

I bet it's a stalker.

"I'm sorry little one but that place is far and closed off for the next three months, we can take you back after."

I passed out.

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