3 Chapter 2: Gentle Chance

My world turns dark as I felt my consciousness leaving my body, even at this state what I only regret is that I didn't able to celebrate my little sister birthday, haa…

I couldn't move my body, I don't see anything, what I can feel was only a calm, refreshing feeling.

I feel comfortable here for some reason.

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…

how many minutes/days/week/month/s/year/s I've been in this kind of state?

I don't think I survive when the knife thrusted to my body, if so it's a miracle and I would probably in a state of coma.

however, I felt that was not the case, it was too quiet, I feel like that my existence is slowly disappearing.

yes, I don't even remember my name anymore…

no…

I WON'T!

I clasp my hand, I don't want to forget of who I am. just my existence of living and the memories with my little sister is enough.

her face, her cheerful smile that led me to continue living, my hope…her name.

name?

….

what's her name?

…

No…

No, no, no, no, no, no!

I keep struggling, I want to move, but how?

I don't even know where I am.

I stretch my arm even though I don't feel that I have a body, I keep moving somewhere.

everything is dark, there's nothing I could see even my body.

I want to cry.

I fear that if I don't do anything I would forget the existence of my little sister.

I don't remember her name anymore, however her existence, her appearance, her attitude was still on me.

I keep moving forward because of her, even though she's not there anymore, even though I could now only look at her picture.

now you want me to forget her?

my only family who didn't left me when the times I started to lost hope?

"bullshit.

…I won't lost myself, the existence of my life, the existence of a person who I cherish…. My little sister."

if anyone who heard me say this, they would probably think of me as a creep who loves his little sister too much.

I don't know if I should laugh or cry; if a person looks at me like that.

can you blame me?

you don't know what is my life, what happen to both of us, both of us can only rely each other.

"I won't give this feeling, this memory, this experience, the time with my little sister, even if god would stand in front of me and ask me to take my memory of her… "

is this what they call obsession towards a person?

or a strong love between family relationships?

probably I would be a creep as I say this things.

hahaha…

"and I even have a guts to say my last words to that beautiful lady…

now look at me, TO HELL WITH THIS!!!"

I don't know if I'm moving but I sure hope. I force my unseen body to move, I keep moving to my unknown situation.

MOVE!!!

….

….

.....

ah.

for some reason I see a dot of light, I quicken myself and hoping to reach that dot light.

the light that only a dot slowly becoming big, I stretch my arms which I couldn't see, I feel like I was smiling with my eyes completely wide, I feel there was a sticky liquid at my cheek as it's trickled down.

am I crying?

if so, then so be it.

the light was like a hope that encourage me to move, force myself, and give me a chance.

please.

the light blinded me, it's like it wants me to be swallowed, I unconsciously tried to cover my eyes using my arms.

unfortunately I don't have an arms, the lights was so blinding that I want to close my eyes but to no avail in was the same.

I feel like I stepped back unconsciously but something touch my back and push me.

the push is not strong however it was enough to push me towards the light engulfing me.

when I look at my back I saw a little silhouette, her black hair which stop at the bare of her shoulder, her cute round brown eyes, she looks like around 16 years old.

she wore a simple white dress, and I know this girl.

I cried a lot, I couldn't utter a words, the light is slowly eating me and my vision started to get blur.

but I want to say something, something that I wanted to say when she left me back then.

a word where I couldn't even say, even goodbye towards her was left unanswered.

the words I love you wasn't enough to seek redemption.

after all.

I blame myself why she dies.

that's why I want to say.

"…I'm sorry …and…goodbye."

I said as I felt like a part of me wash away, I feel like a heavy burden left my body.

I saw her smile innocently and open her mouth.

"farewell, brother."

*

"ha! Look at him acting like a dead person, hey stand up! Don't you dare act like that when you're the son of a prostitute! Your smell is enough to make our nose bleed! Stand up!"

ugh…

I feel like something hitting my stomach. It hurts a lot, I feel pain all over my body as if I was beaten up for good.

I tried to open my eyes, however it was slow, my eyes trembleb as the brightness of the sun blinded me.

once I got use to the light, I saw five children surround me, one of them wore a white long sleeve and white pants, he has gray hair, watery eyes, his looks is great, he looks like a child star, however he was smirking on me while looking down, there is mockery in his eyes.

"look at you, pathetic!"

he suddenly give me a kick towards my abdomen which made me hard to breathe.

"let's go!"

the five children walked away, the handsome boy continue to walk without looking, while his four follower snickered towards me, mockery and discrimination could be seen to them.

'a child could act like that?'

If my sights weren't wrong, those children were around ten to eleven, and they could act like that?

"…hurts…what…?"

My voice, this isn't my voice!

this voice is somehow soft and childish!

there I saw a small hand full of scratches and dirt.

shock couldn't be described of how I felt at this moment.

such a phenomena is completely impossible that even logic would have a hard time executing this!

those this mean the Jainism, Buddhism, Hinduism and Sikhism, that who believe in reincarnation aren't kidding about it?

I don't believe it however experiencing it right now was like a heavy slap to my face!

I read some novels about this kind of thing, it was a good one, the reincarnating thingy is actually pretty good as how they improve themselves for good, or how they explore the world that they currently live in.

but, I didn't expect I would experience it like this.

however I'm glad…

"I didn't forget you… thank goodness…"

I clutch myself and started to cry, I am not scared to die but forgetting her was the most scariest thing I wouldn't want to experience again…

"huk…..hik…"

I will continue… her appearing at that moment is enough for me to continue forward.

the word 'farewell' is likely telling me to walk from my path, I have to move on, my past that blaming myself was no longer in me.

"hahaha…"

maybe the reason why I reincarnate is likely for me to move on and to learn how to be a better person.

it was like a rehabilitation of a person who experience something heavy to their life making them felt depress.

"yes…"

I might be overthinking however, me at this moment I couldn't think anything else, as I only believe to what I feel.

"thank you…huk! T-thank you very much! Hicc!"

I don't know what is the real reason why I reincarnate with the memory of my past life, I don't know if what I think is believable, I have no answer in this situation, I am just making myself better as believing it that I was reincarnate is to move forward and move on.

however, even if its not the case, I am still thankful, not just I reincarnate but seeing my little sister for the last moment.

her appearance was like that four years ago before she died.

am I too emotional?

so what?

if a person where to said that to me then I would just say " can you feel what I felt?"

I move my fragile body and started to walk.

I don't know where I'm going as I instinctively walking.

later on, I saw a small wooden house, it was already old that just a single punch of a person would make this house collapse.

it was familiar to me but also unfamiliar.

it seems that the body recognize everything. And I just know that this is my house.

I open the almost broken door, there I see a small dirty bed and an old small table and chair.

there was a small mirror at the table, its shape is circle and there was a carving vines on it, it looks old.

There I see a cute boy staring at me, despite the scratches on his face and a cut on his lips, swollen eyes.

no one could ever hide his cute appearance.

"…holy shit, isn't this boy is much cuter than a girl?"

this boy or now me has short trimmed dark brown hair, bangs that quite long and it almost covered my left eye, cute thin firm lips, sharp jaw line, slightly sharp eyelashes, forest like eye, firm paired of ivory skin, seriously aren't I dangerous when I grow up?

base on my appearance and height, my age is probably around 6-7 years old.

"But I'm so thin…"

this body is so skinny; my looks were like I hadn't eat for about a week. I sat at the chair and rest; I close my eyes so I can relax.

....

I don't know how many minutes has pass when I open my eyes, my whole body is cruelly torturing me.

I look at the drawer instinctively and saw cob webs and one scissor, I clicked my tongue and head towards to the other door, there I saw a small faucet and a small drum, and a water dipper.

I open my palm and then suddenly the gem that was at the center of the faucet started to glow, I felt like my body is letting out something, the red that glowed brightly in the faucet slowly dim and water started to spilled down, it seems that magic exist here, what I realized is like the body knows what I wanted to do and everything felt like normal, I can't explain it well, I don't have the memory of the previous owner.

"where ever you are I hope you rest in peace and I'm sorry for taking over your body."

I started washing my whole body, the small wounds began to open and blood started to spill, it hurts but I have no choice but to endure and thankfully there is a soap here.

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Magic exist here?

"the hell?"

I don't have time to react because I felt it was actually normal to me, which surprised me the most, it seems that what this body that the previous owner experience was pass into me.

"I'm glad then but still magic…?"

honestly I supposed to be surprise however, the supposed to be my heart that should beat rapidly due to excitement of the word magic is completely beating normally.

"haa…. Ahhh magic exist here great!"

I slightly raise my voice with a deadpan expression.

that's enough I guess.

*

after I finish cleaning myself, I took some clothes in the small wooden wardrobe, there I see some white short sleeve and brown pants, and some underwear.

what caught my eyes is the underwear for little girls, and some pair of kid's dress, and shorts.

I was about to take it however I heard a loud thud behind my back.

"bwothew?"

I turn around and saw a cute little girl, she has short dark brown hair, with round big green eyes same to mine, and round plump cheek with porcelain skin.

there was a small basket on the ground that full of various types of fruits, she wore a white shirt and brown skirt.

" what awe you dwoing?"

"…Lilia, I'm changing clothes…"

her round big eyes suddenly widen as a face of shock could be seen to her, she run to me, her step is toddling, she suddenly hug me for some unknown reason, then raise her head to look at me, her moist eyes that staring down to me as if she was about to cry, what came to her mouth surprise me.

"down't cwy…"

"eh?"

I touch my cheek and believe that I am really crying, I tried to stop it but to no avail, my tears won't stop.

"i-im not…okay?"

I said but failed to make a strong appearance towards her.

"twere, thwere, payn payn fwy awey…"

she tried to comfort me by clapping her hands then claps it on my cheek likely.

"yeah…the pain left me thank you… lilia…"

"um!"

she stepped away from me and started to take the fruits that lay on the ground and place it in the wooden chair with seriousness…

…

this is killing me.

her name and looks…

is like my sister…

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Zero-chan: so what do you think?

is this re-chapter being much better than the previous one?

and yes, It's really different than the previous chapter, right?

well, I want to start to this, because I want to express how our mc improve as he started his life here, base on the plot right now at this chapter, you can see how depress our mc are, his past would be published in the near future. but probably far,

ahhhh, I also planning to change some parts in chapter 1, only a bit.

anyways, he has a little sister yey!

am I obsess in little sister?

not actually, however I don't have a sister so I'm making up on my writing, please forgive this author…

however, to those who read the previous chapter, what happen to his little sister?

did I put tragedy here?

if not then here genre: TRAGEDY

ehhh…oh well.