Life Now

Weeks and months passed almost as quickly as they began. My biological clock and sense of time appear to be messed up...not surprising for an infant.

My mother addressed the old lady as Lady Yang, the orphanage's caretaker. You're right, I wasn't the only kid in here.

The orphanage is called "Yang's," and I believe Lady Yang is not only a caretaker but also the facility's creator.

Other children were also housed in this vast but dilapidated shelter. There were three girls and two boys in the room with me.

Dong Qiu, Nana, and Yang Ya were the names of the girls. Yang Hui and Yang Hai were the names of two boys.

They were all much older than I was. Dong Qiu, who is roughly 13-14 years old, is the oldest. She was one who spent the most time with me because it was her obligation as the oldest. She was a medium-sized girl with short brown hair and compassionate brown eyes.

Dong Qiu was the most mature and responsible of the five. She was generally the one doing duties for Lady Yang and assisting her in every way she could.

Yang Ya and Yang Hui were the next oldest. Nana was a tomboyish girl with pink hair and boundless energy who dreamed of growing up and becoming a 'Practitioner.'

I wasn't sure what she meant by 'Practitioner' until I watched Lady Yang heal Dong Qiu with her hands, as if she were a martial artist directing water.

At that precise moment, a key realisation struck me... I'm not in mediaeval times, as I first imagined; instead, I'm in a parallel world brimming with Martial skill and spirit vitality. That also explained why the weird lamps worked without electricity.

I quickly scratched my head because I had planned a lot of things here, but after that, I began to think about all the possibilities that may bring the world full of Cultivation.

'If cultivation exists in this world... does science exist in this world as well?' That explains its lack of development. Does Cultivation have an effect on physical laws? What are my chances of becoming a Practitioner? What are your chances of becoming a skilled Cultivator? 'Oh, there are so many unknowns!' After I ended my train of thinking, my newborn body suddenly made itself known to me as exhaustion overtook me.

Over the next few days, I was looking for ways to get suitable knowledge when I had the idea to ask Lady Yang...

But I'll have to wait a long time before I can demonstrate my capacity to learn to control the spirit power around me and to train some martial skills. I can't go on like this.

I need to discover a means to read some local literature or books.

There's no way there aren't any books in here, but first and foremost, I need to learn how to crawl; this prison of flesh is suffocating and irritating. My insatiable curiosity and brilliant mind should not be stifled, God Dammit!

It's terribly uncomfortable and embarrassing to always be unable to move or even hold back my needs. I often find it difficult to look Yang Ya or Lady Yang in the eyes because they are the ones who change my diapers and take the best care of me.

Yang Hui has short red hair and is a shy young man. He appears to be highly intelligent and affectionate. Yang Hui is always reading books in the backyard, in the shade of a tree. He always has a smile on his face and completes his job wonderfully.

I'm not sure what to say about Nana or Yang Hai. They are the orphanage's youngest children, after me, of course. They're about four or five years old, but they're already grown enough that they don't need any more attention.

Nana is a fun-loving girl who enjoys playing with my white hair, whereas Yang Hai is a hyperactive young guy who enjoys playing with everyone.

Yang Hai is a blonde with yellow eyes, whereas Nana has pink hair and blue eyes.

It appears like everyone in this shelter cares about me; being so loved in this place is incredibly rewarding. These people are not connected to me, but they nevertheless treat me as if I were a member of their family.

I shall repay them one day when I have figured out everything about this world and maybe have enough talent to make everyone here proud.