A New Start! (2)

Do you know about  "light at the end of the tunnel" folly where people, after experiencing near-death experiences, would startle awake in a cold sweat exclaiming, "I saw the light!"

here I am staring at this light like it was nothing because this happens too many times that I can't even count now after living trillion of life.

Anyway...

Since it didn't seem like I was going to wake up anytime soon, while I slowly gravitated towards this bright light, I might as well go along with it.

The journey seemed to take an eternity; 

after so long I can vividly remember this feeling.

my vision of everything around me turned into a blur of bright red as sounds assaulted my ears. When I tried to say something, the only sound that came out seemed to be a cry.

The muffled voices became clearer and I made out a: "Congratulations Sir and Madam, she's a healthy girl."

'yup, I was being born'

So the bright light at the end of the tunnel is the light coming through into the female vagina..damn, it's been so long since I felt this feeling.

[Lucid automatic functions activate]

[default memory is being downloaded]

[10℅]

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[100℅]

[download completed]

[welcome back T¢e AO$%Tt Go∆¶ ]

My existence is still recorded as an unknown. I see.

'not like this is important, this default memory is just for safety. After all, if I was getting erased from existence again and doesn't have this safety pin, I will be a shallow being without memory.'

now let's see.

Assessing my situation in a rational transcendental being-like manner, I noticed, first of all, that wherever this place was, I understood the language. That's always a good sign.

Next, after slowly and painfully opened my eyes, my retinas were bombarded with different colors and figures. It took a bit of time for my infant's eyes to get used to the light. The doctor, or so it seemed, in front of me had a not-so-appealing face with long, greying hair on both head and chin. I swear his glasses were thick enough to be bulletproof. The strange thing was, he wasn't wearing a doctor's gown nor were we even in a hospital room.

I looked around a bit, and sure enough, such extravagant chandeliers were hanging from other parts of the ceiling. 

'it seems that I was born in a Noble family.'

I can see the woman who pushes me outside of the tunnels. logically speaking, she was basically my mother. she looks like she will die from blood loss.

anyway.

I think this is bad news. I don't have a dick.

It's not like I want to discriminate about gender but the last time I reincarnated as a woman in the medieval era. I was nearly getting raped to become a noble concubine and when I was massacred the entire noble. they called me a witch.

'you can say I don't have a hobby getting myself raped behind bars while getting punished to be executed on a burning stake.'

Death is beautiful when you choose it. not when you were forced for it.

Might as well think of the way to kill myself in this life.

Maybe I should wait for an assassin attack. Because of my noble blood like every reason in a cliche story and when someone tries to save me. I will combine the mana inside me making a reaction the same as a grenade and explode my body in front of my Savior. That will traumatize him for his entire life.

'hah, let's list that down and do it later when I'm bored.'

let's just live a bit longer there might be something interesting that I could do.

1 month has passed since the day I was born. I obtain some information from the maid that always gossip while feeding me.

My name is Lucia, I was the daughter of a duke who was responsible for war and protecting the borders. he was busy that he can not meet me but it was just an excuse. He just doesn't care about his family. my mother died from blood loss while giving birth to me. the healer said he depleted his mana while trying to heal her. I also have a brother but he was hostile toward me saying 'I'm the cause of mother's death' or some shit like that.

'yup, I was the unloved second's daughter.'

what a cliche.