The Struggles of A Newborn

The boy's consciousness faded into a deep, dreamless sleep, enveloped by a comforting darkness. It felt like an eternity and a moment all at once, a timeless void that held him in its gentle embrace.

Gradually, a new sensation began to filter through the darkness. It was warmth, a gentle, soothing heat that spread through his being. He could hear muffled sounds, distant and indistinct, but growing clearer with each passing moment. The rhythmic thumping of a heartbeat, not his own, resonated through him, grounding him in a new reality.

His eyelids felt heavy, but slowly, he managed to open them, blinking against the bright light. The world around him was blurry, colors and shapes blending together in a surreal haze. As his vision sharpened, he realized something was off. Everything seemed upside down and distorted grey, making him feel disoriented and uneasy.

'Damn it I forgot newborn see things upside down when they are born and why the heck is everything so short-sighted and grey' the boy said shutting his uncontrolled eyelids somehow.

With his eyes closed he soon realized that he was being cradled by some because that someone gave a sharp tap on his butt, a small cry escaped from his mouth, and he started crying with a stinging pain on his soft newborn skin.

'The heck they need to spank me for. I can breathe just fine.'

(A/N: Babies are often spanked when they are born so they can learn to breath on their own. Crying is necessary for them to survive.)

'Okay maybe not' he thought as he felt his breathing was very labored and instinctual. He was taking rapid breaths followed by a few seconds of no breathing. Although it was natural and perfectly fine it was very uncomfortable.

He tried to move, but his limbs felt weak and uncoordinated and most particularly stiff as though he had worked to bone since a week without a sleep, which he was quite used to because of his mother 'Or you can Ex-mother now? Well, whatever I would rather avoid thinking of that woman it a new life!' He thought optimistically.

'Yeah, that's right a new life! with a new curse...' he thought not so optimistically now.

'Well, anyways I will make sure to keep distance from these people and i have brains enough to know this world is different from my previous world. Why? Because that floating scroll is not something that should exist according to laws of universe.'

'Plus, I need to send that geezer into the grave where half his foot is already hanging' he thought.

He felt his body being wrapped in a blanket and being passed into hands of another person.

He tried to open his eyes again against the instincts of closing them, gradually in shades of grey and an upside-down image of a Lady, he assumed was his new mother, came into his vision.

She spoke something in some unknown language, 'Which is to be expected I would be surprised if these people actually spoke some language I knew' he thought.

Then another person took him from her,

" tiro mu lakhein kyut. imor papa, papa, dada, dada"

Ironically the boy understood part of what his father was saying to him,' Does this man not know newborn can't speak?' he thought wanting to roll his eyes, but he couldn't obviously because of zero muscle control he had.

He didn't need to say anything even if he could because next moment, he heard a chiding voice from side, probably telling the man the same thing he was thinking.

He was passed yet again, to his dismay, to another person this was probably his older sister who was looking at him with a curious and excited look on her face.

Eventually he reached back onto the bed where his mother lay behind him watching at him with loving eyes not that he noticed anything because somewhere along the way on being passed from here to there his newborn body fell asleep to its short hard work of opening eyes and crying, nor was, he awake when he was eventually named Zephyr.

Zephyr's days as a newborn were filled with new experiences and challenges as he adjusted to his unfamiliar surroundings. Despite retaining memories of his previous life, he found himself struggling to adapt to the limitations of his infant body.

For the next week zephyr's extremely hardworking tasks were to open his eyes and perceive the world straight as his brain slowly adopted the image that was upside down and after that it took him three more weeks to slowly start seeing colors, starting from red then gradually seeing all of them.

Other than that, his routine included drinking milk from his mother, pooping and peeing in his underwear or on ones holding him which he can't control he also tried practicing his control over his muscles in his limbs and Tounge and sleeping.

Even though these tasks were seemingly simple, but for his newborn body it felt as though he was lifting tons of weight. Other than this he also discovered that this world indeed is a magical one, because he observed his mother using fire spells to light up stove or firewood and the scroll thing followed him to here too and was seemingly invisible to others.

'So only I have that scroll? or maybe everyone has it or only they can see their scrolls? Second one seems more plausible to me considering the magical aspects here'

One thing he did notice and particularly stood out to him was that his family was poor, generously poor one at that.

'And they bothered to get a third child? when they are barely feeding four?' He thought one evening while sitting in the kitchen while watching his mother's back while she was cooking for the rest of his family.

'Not that I would have expected anything less from that old coot's curse, but still these people should know how to be more efficient with their family planning' While thinking those words he was slowly closing and opening his fist, practicing movements of his hands.

'Maybe I should focus on other things for now, not like I can change much with this frail body of mine' He slowly focused Infront of him squinting his eyes.

Next moment, two staves appeared Infront of him and spread apart revealing,

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Name: Zephyr

True Name: [Unnamed]

Race: Human

Rank: Unranked

Heart: Phase I (Dormant)

Class: [Chakra bearer]

Affinity: Wind

Shards: ----

Boon: ----

Curse: {Fated Condemnation}

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He slowly focused on rank part of the scroll system and a list replaced the current 'Homepage', as he decided to call it, with an Aesthetic swirl of ink like it was a whirlpool and the reforming into another list.

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Ranks

Aries 

Taurus 

Zhū 

Vulpes 

Scorpio 

Lupus 

Aquarius 

Naaga 

Mantichora

Aeternis

Draconis

Leo

[Next Achievable rank: Aries Minor]

[Rank reward: Heart gains access to Prana energy/Unlocks ability to ascend to Aries Major]

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'I have zero idea what the hell these ranks are or what actually a rank does, it's pretty obvious though that there is another kind of energy in this world that is prana, but what truly bothers me is the fact that for some reason a lion is ranked above dragon? how does that make even little bit of sense? What? you think I should have other issues to worry about, for your information I have started to move my hands and legs within the one month of being here.'

'From what I can guess from this homepage is that there are other races residing in this world too, I don't understand heart thing so let's skip it then there is the class, what the hell is even a chakra bearer do I get pregnant or something? affinity seems pretty self-explanatory, shards don't know, Boon? Why would I need a Boon when i have such an awesome curse to make my life a hell'

His eyes darkened at the sight of curse as he clenched his baby fists cutely and remembered the hatefully the smiling face of the elderly god and thought, 'Geezer I will be the end of you make sure to remember it'

With swearing vengeance and looking at the scroll one last time, the little baby with a small patch of white hair on his head, closed his lightning blue eyes and fell asleep tired from controlling his new body.