A Quirky Reincarnation

Standing outside of a luxurious cabin on top of a mountain, a well-built middle-aged looking man was resting an axe over his shoulder.

His head was raised and his golden eyes peered into the sky above.

This is Heaven.

Despite his middle-aged appearance, Heaven was already 106 years old.

Through rigorous training, proper self-care and mastering martial arts beyond their peaks, Heaven was able to maintain his strength and looks, but it couldn't get rid of the toll time took on his body and his mortality.

Nearing the end of his life, his memories, which were sealed, were naturally recovered.

In order to obtain different views on his comprehensions, Heaven had directly sealed his memories. To cover his weak points, Heaven did many different things through different lifetimes.

…

Standing outside of the cabin, Heaven waited for death to arrive.

In this life, he didn't have anyone anymore.

The two wives he had have already passed away a couple years ago. Their children were off across the world and taking care of their own families.

If there was someone who would still worry about him, it would be his youngest daughter…

"Daddy!"

"Speak of the devil…" Heaven muttered with a chuckle as he turned to look at the 30 year old beautiful woman approaching him.

"Daddy! I caught three rabbits on my way here," the woman said joyfully. "Let's roast them!"

Nodding his head, Heaven led his daughter into the house.

"Let's eat to our heart's content, Emily."

"Yes Daddy!"

…

That night, Heaven passed away peacefully after spending a wonderful evening eating with his daughter. Although a sad morning would follow, it was a parting that would have happened any day.

***

Floating in space, Heaven had a pearl in his hand.

This pearl was his accumulated essence in this world. From his physical strength down to the smallest enlightenment he had.

Opening a hole in his soul, Heaven revealed billions of other pearls. All were of different color and intensity, some were even larger or smaller than others.

Without paying attention to those pearls, Heaven tossed the pearl into that space and closed it.

Giving one last look at the world he was just on, Heaven disappeared into the void.

Traveling far and into another realm, Heaven eventually stopped above a new world.

Looking down, Heaven brought one of his hands out and a memory seal manifested itself on it. Raising the memory seal up and towards his head, Heaven stopped as a thought came to his head.

'What if I don't seal all of my memories? My memories of my previous life should be fine, a mortal man training beyond the limits of the human body and even mastering martial arts beyond their peak… this should be enough to get a head start…'

Thinking there, Heaven looked at the seal once more and rewrote it before slamming it into his head and falling unconscious into the world.

The soul was dragged by something in the world and eventually fell into the belly of a pregnant woman.

***

"Waah!"

"Wow! Congratulations ma'am! You gave birth to a healthy baby boy!"

Inside a medical room, a nurse gently rocked the baby in her arms. Suddenly, the nurse's body began to emit a relaxing scent that soothed the crying baby.

The baby's cries came to a halt and the mother seemed to frown a little at the nurse.

"I would like to hold my baby now," the woman said snappily at the nurse.

"Ah?"

The nurse stood there stunned at what the mother said. Nervous, the nurse brought the baby to it's mother, a bit frightened.

"Only I can rock my baby like that," the woman said plainly as she took the baby into her arms gently.

Frightened by the mother, the nurse decided to task he a step outside of the room.

In the hospital room with just her baby, the mother began to gently caress her baby as she muttered softly.

"Hey~… how are you, my baby? I'm your mommy~, Akanabe Akira," said the woman, her beautiful eyes looking at her sleeping baby boy as she thought of a name for him.

Akira had a small smile on her expressionless face, but that didn't stop her beauty from shining. In fact, it only made her appear more alluring.

"Sora… that will be your name."

Akira said after a short consideration.

She smiled a little, glad to have finally become a mother. Her eyes sparkled and she hugged her baby gently as she hummed a tune to him.

Akira is a 25 year old woman who makes a living as a mangaka, one who makes manga. She is a very direct person who doesn't know embarrassment.

Meanwhile, inside Sora's head, a hazy consciousness was waking up.

'Ugh… is this… the after life? It feels… so comfortable…' thought Sora, feeling the warmth around him and listening to the humming that was very soothing.

However, as his hazy consciousness got better, Sora began to understand the situation around him.

'I'm not dead? Then…'

Trying to get a feel of his body, Sora felt weak and small.

'I'm a baby?'

As soon as that thought appeared in Sora's head, he soon began to completely grasp his situation.

He was reincarnated.

Thinking too there, Sora began to feel a little melancholic as he thought of his previous life and his family. Wondering what they are doing now.

Especially his daughter Emily.

She was the last person he ever saw before departing his old life.

Mentally shaking his head, Sora stopped thinking about it. As their father, he had educated them the best he could. It was now their life to take control of and live on how they wish to.

Sora felt his mind turn light after that thought, as if the karma and stress from his past life had vanished.

'Ah… now, I must only focus on this new life of mine,' Sora thought as he began to listen to his new body.

Knowing he was now a baby, Sora made sure to begin his foundation from this very moment.

As a martial artist who not only mastered various martial arts but also elevated them to heights no mortal could reach, Sora was aware of how important the body is.

The vessel and the core of Martial Arts.

If he's healthy and strong, the more he can draw out of his martial arts.

…

Calming himself, Sora cleared his mind until it was completely clear before falling into a meditative sleep.

This sleep meditation was currently of much help to Sora.

With meditation, one can increase the control of their body down to the most minute detail, their mind becomes stable and does not stray, and also helps maintain a strong will and spirit.

The meditative sleep not only does that, but also provides Sora with a proper and healthy sleep.

Not to mention that the meditative sleep is much better compared to the normal sleep.

In a meditative sleep, one's mind is calm and relaxed, allowing the body to also be calm and relaxed. This proves very beneficial to the body as it allows it to heal and recuperate stamina more efficiently.

Sleep on the other hand, is inhabited by dreams and nightmares, sometimes making the body very excited or very terrified, making it go on fight or flight mode.

***

10 Months Later

Sleeping on top of a bed with his mother to the side, Sora was maintaining this meditative sleep, not feeling the passage of time.

He had an internal clock that would often wake him up every hour. Something he had set himself in order to not worry his new mother, Akira.

The last thing Sora would want is to be taken to the hospital to be studied.

'Why is he sleeping so much?!'

'Is there something wrong with my baby?!'

'Unusual brain activity????'

Sora could just sigh at his ridiculous made up scenario that could have possibly come true.

Speaking of Akira, Sora could feel his heart beat faster whenever he looked at his beautiful mother. 

Akira is such a beautiful woman that Sora can't help but be smitten with her despite knowing he is her son.

It is difficult for Sora to view Akira as a mother since he already had one before. If he's presented with a stranger and told that they are his new mother, Sora would never really be able to adapt to such a feeling.

'And if I can't adapt to it, why try?' Sora thought to himself one day.

Since that was the case, Sora made it his goal to conquer this beautiful mother of his!

'It's a shame I have to wait a couple of years,' thought Sora as he opened his eyes, revealing their golden color.

Moving a little, Sora fixed his position on the bed to look at his mother, who was sleeping peacefully next to him.

His control over his body was better and he could feel his strength was a little better than when he was born, but it is to be expected since he is now 10 months old.

Aside from his mother, Sora's father is a young man named Kouki. He is Akita's assistant and often helps her out. Kouki is someone who is easily embarrassed, although under Akira's constant bombardment of direct words that make him embarrassed, Kouki slowly got used to them and became more confident.

Looking at his mother's sleeping face for a couple of seconds, Sora eventually turned his attention elsewhere.

The only question that plagued his mind for the past 10 months.

'What will be my Quirk?'

…

In this world Sora was reincarnated in, superpowers, or rather Quirks, existed.

They came in many shapes and sizes.

Almost everyone has a quirk.

Only a small percentage remain 'Quirkless'.

With such a large population having Quirks, the government, and various other groups, made schools and places where people can learn to use their Quirks, control them, and use them for good.

However, just like in various stories and comics, there will always be rotten apples who use them for the wrong reasons or people led astray.

To combat such people, an organization surfaced where people called Heroes restrain them and save the people.

His mother has a quirk that lets her body emit a sort of healing aura. Using this aura often, Akira would use it to rid herself of her fatigue to continue drawing for her work.

Sora's father Kouki on the other hand, didn't have a quirk.

Which only made Sora want to figure out even more whether he will have a quirk or not.

Sighing inwardly, Sora turned to his side and found someone looking straight at him.

"You're a bit too amazing, aren't you Sora?" Akira said, her eyes looking at Sora thoughtfully. "I must have given birth to a genius…"

Hearing Akira, Sora felt like laughing.

"You don't cry… you don't whine…"

Akira tilted her head, her eyes looking deep into Sora's golden eyes before a tiny smile surfaced on her emotionless face.

"Come, let me spoil you," Akira said, fixing her position on the bed and spreading her arms towards Sora.

Sora could only crawl towards his mother as he really couldn't refuse. Not like he would either.

Slow and clumsily, Sora eventually managed to arrive at his mother's side, yet he still couldn't climb on top of Akira. His little limbs just weren't that strong yet.

Seeing Sora stop, Akira looked at him, waiting for him to climb on her.

Thinking of something, Akira believed that she found out why Sora didn't climb on her yet.

Her eyebrows rose a little and a knowing look surfaced in her eyes.

"You're hungry, right?"

Akira smiled, feeling that she could understand her child so easily.

Leaning forward, Akira removed her shirt rather than simply lift it up a little. Her breasts lay bare, showing that she wasn't wearing a bra under her shirt.

Sora's eyes instantly fell on Akira's bare breasts and their beauty was nothing to scoff at. Her breasts were round and perky, and her nipples were a cute pink color.

'Now I have to try…'

Sora egged himself on as he tried getting himself to crawl onto Akira. Clumsily, Sora fell a couple of times and Akira watched as Sora eventually got himself on her before he slowly made his way to her exposed breasts.

"Ommm…"

Opening his mouth, Sora let down his toothless mouth and wrapped it around one of his mother's nipples.

Chuu~

Sucking on the nipple, Sora felt the warm but delicious milk make its way into his mouth and then down his throat.

The corner of Sora's lips lifted in delight as he enjoyed not just the taste of the milk, but the feeling of Akira's breasts.

His tongue wrapped around the nipple and he rubbed his tongue on it, teasing Akira's pink nipple, hoping to get more milk.

Remaining quiet, a soft blush appeared on Akira's face as she looked at Sora.

"What a lewd baby," Akira mumbled softly, letting Sora suck the milk from her breasts. "Take all my milk, Sora. I prepared it specially for you."

Hearing Akira's words, Sora suckled on Akira's breasts happily.

Sora knew that Akira had lately been taking a special diet to enhance her breast milk. Not just in quantity, but in the quality as well.

She wanted Sora to grow up big and healthy.

A side effect was that baby Sora was getting a little chubby.

'MOORREEE!'