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I’ll Start A New

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.... In her past life she was an assassin though not the best she was still pretty good. After dying in an explosion she awoke in the body of a baby. How will Scarlett’s life be from now on? Will she be able to live a different life than her past life? Or maybe this life will be full of surprises waiting for her to discover. After all this is a world of cultivation. **** **** It’s my first time writing something so yeah! If you find that my story is similar to something else you read it probably is! I read a lot and take inspiration from here and there but I’ll try to make this an original. If you have any suggestions please let me know! Let me know if there’s a spelling or grammar mistake. Thanks! The cover photo isn’t mine I just edited a picture I found! Updates are random!

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Chapter 1Chapter 1 - I Died? Oh

Opening the door I drag my tired body to bed not even bothering to take off my shoes.

After a long day all I wanted to do was go to sleep. Looks like I can't even do that.

Cursing repeatedly, I turned to the chair in the corner of my tiny room. There where I thought a person was laid a bomb waking me up from my drowsy state.

'3, 2, 1,'

Not even giving me anytime to run the darn thing goes off.

*Boom*

The last thing I remember was the feeling of getting blown into a thousand pieces.

****

Regaining consciousness I felt something pulling me.

I opened my eyes to see an unfamiliar roof above me. My years of training made me not lose my cool. I closed my eyes and sensed my surroundings.

The sound of wind blowing past bushes could be heard. In the distance birds were chirping. I could here a door opening and closing. Someone with extremely light steps what approaching me.

When the person was leaning over me I was just about to open my eyes when shoe spoke.

"Miss Scarlett, it's time to wake up. I have your bottle ready."

A females cold, stiff voice rang out above her, before she LITERALLY lifted me off the bed.

I know I'm not exactly the heaviest but I do weight around 115lbs, how in the world did she carry me with one hand?

I opened my eyes to see how jacked the woman in front of me was. Though before I could get a good look at her she….she…

STUFFED A BOTTLE IN MY MOUTH!!!

ME a 18 year old woman.

Me an amazing assassin.

Me…..

I was actually carried by a woman, with ONE arm, and she actually had the audacity to stuff a BOTTLE in my MOUTH.

I instinctively opened my mouth to protest but the women took that opportunity to push it in.

-_-

I brought my arms up to grab the woman's and press her to the floor but before I could do that my vision zeroed in on my arms.

'H…how is this possible?'

Where my slim arms should be, could be seen two chubby baby arms.

BABY ARMS!!!

That's when everything comes crashing back. Finishing another task, being too tired to check my surrounds, finishing a bomb in my room, being blown into thousands of pieces….

'So I'm dead right?'

Well I always wanted to leave the assassin organization so this should be a happy occasion right? From the looks of it I was killed in the exploded and…reborn into the body of a baby?

Coming to this realization I no longer resist the woman feeding me. When I finish the bottle, she burps me then puts me down on the floor. Leaving the door and me alone once again to my thoughts.

Well at least she gave me a rattle.

So...

'Is that woman my mother?….. Actually I don't think so. The first time she talked she said Miss. So maybe she works for my mother?'

A fresh start would be nice. I would like to live a normal lifestyle this time around. In my 'past life' I was an orphan, that was picked up by an assassin organization. I wouldn't say I was the best there, but I was pretty good. The one thing that set me apart from my peers was that my senses were always abnormally strong. Along with my physical prowess. I wonder if it's the same this time around? I'll have to check when I could walk.

Hopefully I could go to school. Oooo maybe even college? I've seen to much blood in my past life so my personality was always a bit cold. Maybe I could change into a bubbly person this time around? I doubt it. Actually I don't think I'll change my personality, if you could even change that.

After I was done with my inner monologue, laying on my back I started flexing my fingers and toes.

Though I don't know anything about my new life, there one thing I do know. No matter where you go it's always good to know how to protect your self. In my past life it was very easy to protect my self but that's a totally different story now.

A babies body it's very mobile so I need to first strengthen my nerves and reflexes.

I'll start all of that once I can move properly. Hmmm I'll give my self a time limit.

Let's hope I could walk in 6 months!

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