Am I a protagonist?

Pain

Pain and a strong sound

This is what I feel when my consciousness returns. I try to move but I can't and I feel suffocated and in a slimy place, then light.

Oh

OH!

That's why!

I am being born.

So, the place from before...

*Cough**COUGH*

Better don't talk about it.

Now, let's see where we are...

*Slap*

FUCK! What the hell-

*Slap*

PIECE OF SHIT!

I think I'm crying now... it hurts a lot. But if I think about it, it's true that newborns have to cry, even if I don't know why specifically.

The one that slapped my bottom, you win.

And it's not because I can't open my eyes or identify the voices.

I can't even revenge pee or poop on you because I'm born right now. 

And right now I feel soo sleepy again... damn it's right now I feel comfortable...

Goodnight...

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Breaking news! Being a reincarnated newborn sucks more than being a normal newborn. Why? Because newborns don't think, or more like they don't know how to think. They only need to be catered and nothing else.

But being a reincarnated newborn is a lot worse just because you have a sense of self and you can't do anything apart from crying. Literally. Do you have an itch on your back? Cry and hope your mother/father/caretaker scratches you. You are in an uncomfortable position? Cry and hope they move you to a comfortable one. 

But you know what? I hoped to pass the time watching my beautiful skill [Gamer] and my status, and you know what happened?

{Hey there, Plicci here, first of all, this is a registered message, so don't curse me, simply because if you do it then I'll come and whoop your ass down. No one prohibited me to do that. Now, you may ask why you can't use your cheats. Well, that's life for you}

The piece of shit didn't explain anything and made me only angry. Only five minutes later a second message came.

{Well, the boss wants everyone to be treated equally, so I'll register another message just for you. Your cheats don't work. Why? Because you're a FUCKING NEWBORN! DID YOU THINK YOU CAN SPAM CHEATS EVERY MOMENT OF YOUR LIFE AND BE OK?! NEWBORNS DON'T DO THAT, THEY DRINK, POO, PEE, AND SLEEP, AND SO WILL YOU! Oh, and also because using them with a newborn body could cause death :). You'll unlock them at the age of three, where you won't die at least}

When THAT arrived, the first thing I did was to resolve to not collapse under the workload of paperwork, and a promise to myself to drop off them to my underlings in case I will become a person of power. 

My second was sending a prayer to him. The content was simple.

'Chill Bro, I Luv U 2'

Plicci was a man(?) of memes. There's no way he isn't part of the good boys.

And third, was a simple question: why would my skills that don't have anything to do with body modification or empowering destroy my body?

Then it hit me.

What was to question about, I'm a newborn. The way is to ignore everything else and concentrate on the present.

Translation: I don't want to think about it, there's no point and I'm kind of hungry.

Thanks to my mom's supernatural powers, so to say her instincts to know exactly what I wanted, she appeared, took me in her arms while I thought she was sitting down, and now I feel something on my lips. Yes, food's here.

Really, good moms are humans with cheats integrated, no other explanation.

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You know, I think something's fishy, and it's not the smell of what my mom's cooking.

My sense of time is shit, and I know that, but I think that maybe there's something wrong with me. 

I mean, about one month passed since I reincarnated if the number of meals I had is a trustworthy method to count the passage of time, but I'm pretty sure that a baby should be able to see somewhat well.

Something that I can't do, apparently. When I open my eyes, I see blurry colors that mix, my sense of hearing is strange, and my sense of smell changes from 'I can't smell anything' to 'bloodhound that sniffs your scent from ten miles away'.

And Yes, I feel ashamed to use 'miles' and not 'kilometers' but... but it sounds better during a cool monologue...

I feel a part of me passing out inside me.

Anyway, this is abnormal...

But not the worst problem there is.

The major one is the pink I sometimes see on my dad's arm.

If the author hadn't written twenty chapters since my birth, then any readers would remember the name of this world. If not I'll remember you.

Honkai Impact 3rd

Not a normal Japanese novel or manga, but a videogame where the characters are trying to save the world from the calamity known as 'Honkai'.

Yeah, if you use only those words to describe the world, then it feels kind of standard for a videogame.

Well, the fact that the only characters you can use are female and can use different battlesuits for every kind of feti- situation, then you can say that it attracted the attention of the audience.

The male one at least.

Anyway, this 'Honkai' enemy we are talking about isn't only the standard monsters, but we are talking also about plague and zombies. 

Anyway, ignoring enemies and such, you can say that everything happens because of 'Honkai energy'. Different from more common fictional energies such as mana and ki, Honkai energy is really destructive...

Normal viruses can mutate and become extremely contagious and deadly, normal animals can mutate and become partial Honkai beasts...

If a human is exposed to this energy unless you have an affinity for it, then they'll suffer from a disease called 'Honkai Radiation', where an infectious pink pattern will appear on your skin, you will slowly lose your senses, have fatigue, your internal organs will slowly die, fatigue and even become a zombie. There's only one cure, but if I remember correctly, it cost more than one thousand deaths by honkai radiation to be made.

That means that, unless the pink on my father is just a product of my imagination, he's dying...

Shit... having a parent die is not something I would like to have in this life... 

Even if I also have parents in my previous life, that doesn't mean the current ones are only false. They brought me to life, fed me, cleaned me, they had taken care of me, and they also endured my cries (that I don't have control of) whenever.

I'm not an asshole big enough to tell that I don't feel any affection towards them. 

They are my family, no matter what.

And It felt shit to know that the best thing my father can do is to kill himself in a way he won't become a zombie so that he won't kill his wife and child.

Curse my age, maybe if I was three years old I could have done something.

I'm helpless right now...

...Let's not worsen the situation by being depressed. This is a hit I will have to take...

Better being cheerful even as a farce... this could help my mother a bit, and it's something I can do, even as a baby.

If I was three at least...