Arrival

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POV Dante (Maxwell)

I open my eyes and find myself being stared at by and giant, a beautiful one but a giant nonetheless. Where did this ROB send me? What did I even do wrong?' I questioned no one in particular.

I want to scream for help, but all that comes out of my mouth are incoherent sounds, baby talk to be exact. The timing of when I heard the sounds and my screaming for help are in perfect sync, leading me to one conclusion.

'Damn, I'm a baby, and this beautiful giant is most likely my mother.' I thought.

'Why did I get reincarnated as a baby? I'm pretty sure it's going to be boring.' I grimaced.

"Oh, look he's finally stopped crying," said the giant lady with fatigue.

"Really? That's great. It's all because that doctor slapped his bum. She had better hope I don't see her again. How bored do you have to be to go around slapping babies' bums? I suspect she's some kind of pervert." Said a giant man rushing to the beautiful lady's side.

"Oh, come on, it's just procedure if the baby doesn't cry." The lady snorted.

"But- "

"Let it go." She said, staring the man down.

"Fine" He sighed.

"What are we going to name him anyway." He asked in a tempt to change the topic.

Returning her gaze to me, she said in the most loving and caring tone even "Dante. Let's call him Dante".

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We are now at what I believe to be my home. During the journey, I've come to a few conclusions.

First, the two giants are my parents, and their looks are extremely above average, especially my mother so I don't have to worry in the looks department regardless of if my choice of appearance is granted.

My mother had long flowing hair as white as snow, which highlighted her cold blue eyes with mature yet soft and delicate features. Her beauty and elegance were ethereal.

My father also didn't by any means lose out, he had crimson red hair that fall to his neck neatly and piercing golden eyes with shape features while my mother seemed like a fairy that had descended to the mortal realm, my father seemed like a moral that had fought his way to the heavens.

They perfectly matched and complimented each other.

I also seem to be able to perfectly understand what they are saying despite never knowing Japanese.

Secondly, I am an only child or their first child. They were both happy and nervous, like they were going to mess up a wonderful experience. That was mostly all they talked about.

Thirdly, I seem to have all the experience and skills of the people I asked for incorporated into my memory. It's sort of like I was physically them when they were experiencing it, and yet I was not there. It was a bit trippy, to say the least, and took a while to get used to. It doesn't seem to affect my personality that much.

Lastly, my family seems well off because they are likely to be middle class or higher judging by the house and their possession. Which is great and all, but I asked for a family that was at the top of the world.

I'll just have to make do with what I have. Yea, I just have to make sure that I am careful not to cause too much trouble or draw any unwanted attention until I can take care of myself and those around me.

Damn, this baby's body! I have barely done anything, and I am already tired. I'll just have to just my planning tomorrow.