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the beginning of everything

PROLOGUES

Far away, there is a cathedral that connects to the four continents led

by four different heroes.

Humans, elves, demons, and demi-humans. The four races were led by their respective heroes.

Kareth vanielasims, the hero of the human race, earned the nickname as the strongest hero

of the other four heroes.

Benetta, a hero of the elf race, is referred to as the weakest hero, but is nicknamed the

strongest in support of the other three heroes. It can also be called the brain of the world.

Balmung, the hero of the demon race, put aside his terrifying self, he was known as the strongest defense, a fortress of elements stronger than world stones.

Killia laule, a hero of the demi-human race, has a bloodline as a horse, the fastest and most troublesome hero to fight.

In the past 400 years, wars were fought and many heroes were born, and now it is the end of wars involving the four races, wars are stopped and cathedral towers built.

In 1268 B. C., as promised in the cathedral tower, the war was stopped and the four heroes agreed to enter an era of peace.

In 1272, trade routes were created on four continents that made it easier for the four races to get in touch with each other.

And little by little, the takyats began to get used to communicating with the races that were once their enemies.

True peace was born. In 1278 B. C., the elves centralized their government into a republic.

In 1285 B. C., the demi-human hero, resigns himself from the responsibilities of the hero and annihilates the hero's nickname within his race.

Then 2 months later, the other three races resigned themselves from responsibility

as a hero and destroy the hero's nickname.

Passing through events that only became a matter of 1 race, now in 1322 B. C., now gumh vanielasims are 78 years old, and are in death, now gumh is lying softly in his bed, now lying in his bed, accompanied by all his subordinates.

"..... mr. gumph"

A young man, who may be around 21 years old, with a sad face called out the name of his master.

"What's up, connie? I'm sleepy now, later"

Kareth said listlessly and closed his eyes

" .... !!"

When connie wants to call gumh once again, this time he's stopped by an old man, maybe he's a man-in-command. The beard suits him.

The old man shook his head with his eyes closed, a look that was no match for his sinister face.

Then realizing that, Connie lowered her head and tears fell from Connie's eyes.

"A good sleep, sir gumh" said that, and connie lowered her body to continue her words "thank you for everything"

Kareth had not breathed his last, at least until he heard the words coming out of Connie and with a calm feeling, gumh gave up his life.

[The beginning of everything]

THE BABY'S POINT OF VIEW - baby'S period

Uh, glare .... what the fuck? Hm? Am I still alive? ...

No, it should be impossible... hmm?

My eyes see clearly?, no, why is this? Since when have I been color blind? Why is the view around me gray?

Is this because of my death process?, besides from earlier I heard the voice of people shouting, screeching once ...

If I could live for a minute, I'd teach them not to fuss at the death of someone else, you know.

But strangely I do not understand what they say, oi oi, is it because it is too sad that you forget your language?, what can you do, what can you do, if I could move my body I'd like you guys not to be sad.

Hm? Can I move ... My hand can I give, .. Why can I move my hand? Oh? My feet can be raised too.

Hmm ... since it was cold here, who opened the window of the night like this?-

Oh... oh, oi!! My body is lifted, no, I am lifted?.

Wh who? Who would dare? Uh ... Umm ... woman?

Why is her face so close to mine? Ah, stop, don't kiss me, ja--- .. shit, he managed to kiss me.

I'm sorry, lady, I realize I'm single until I'm 74, but I don't expect to be kissed by people I don't know.

If you want to kiss me, then kiss me in my prime, not in my grandfather's time like this.

Hm? Miss ... It seems like you have quite a strong power, until it can lift me up easily.

ng? Wait a minute, who are you? I don't remember ever letting you into my mansion.

And again, there's no face I know here, who are you?

Sorry ... lady, can you please drop me off immediately?

Hm? Who is the baby in the mirror? ... Nascent? Congratulations, live happily, son.

gaah? What are you guys doing? Ugh ... this is warm water, but .. ah, this is so comfortable, yes, yes ... that part, please wash.

Ah .. It's like heaven. Hm? Why is there a bathtub in my room?

All right, let's stop this weird play .. I honestly realized this but refused to accept it, it seems ...

I've come back to life, not as a gumh, but as a baby. And the cruel reality I have to accept is .. I'm coming back to life with a female gender.

I'm glad I can be rational.

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It's been 2 days since my second life began, note: living life as a baby is so boring, there's nothing I can do but eat sleep and waste water and big.

Shit, at this age I have to pee in a diaper, shit.

Now that my outlook has improved, everything is colored, maybe it is the effect of the dimensional shift between my world and this world.

1 Month since the second life, there has been no great progress, but now I can get down, never have I felt this happy.

4 Months since the second life, great progress, I was able to sit alone, but because the baby's body was too weak so I was immediately exhausted and I ended up lying on the bed again.

I'm also starting to understand the language they use, here there are many relatives, but not all of them live in this house, of course.

They come here if there's a meeting and sometimes to see me.

geez, in my previous life and now I've always been popular.

Looks like my place or I can tell you if this is a village, not an urban one.

And one more thing, winter is always here, so it's not strange that all these villages are covered in snow.

They would travel to the city to buy food supplies, and in exchange they opened a mine at some point in a cave.

They found a variety of valuable materials that could be sold at a decent price.

And that's how they survived this winter village, of course they also hunted, they used to catch deer and rabbits and it's a pity I still can't eat that.

Right, right now I am walking around the village, of course I am carried by my mother, this lady is very beautiful, has white hair and a friendly smile, some words I could give my dad "you're so fucking lucky"

"Good day"

"Good day, come on, sheilla also said 'good day'"

".... tabu~"

Why do they use formal language even though they are neighbors? Well, leaving that aside, I hope quilea stops forcing me to talk, wouldn't it be creepy if I could talk at this age.

Hm? The quilea? I will tell you about the man who gave birth to me.

This lady named quilea, the one who gave birth to me, it can be said that she is my mother, has no surname, because my father also does not have her, and my name is sheilla, sheila, a healthy and cute child, the darling of the villagers, ah.

Also, my hair is not white, because my hair color follows my father's black hair color.

My father's name is guirde, he is in charge of hunting animals for dinner along with other residents.

and he was always lounging in the guest room in front of the bonfire during his time off, my goodness, but since I was his son so maybe I'll inherit it from him.

Well, finally I have arrived at the place where the guilde rests during the hunt, quilea always goes here to give lunch to the guilde. And because no one can take care of me, so I'm always brought here.

"Quilea!, sheilla!"

With the spirit of the guilde going towards us, until he immediately hugged the quilea and kissed her forehead, Iuh, it's really torturous if you do that in front of a 78-year-old.

"Sheilla also~~"

Uh, what? What the hell are you doing?! Hen... stop!!

"stick"

I quickly raised my hand towards the guilde.

"Hmm? Does sheilla hate papa?"

"Dabudaboo!"

"Cannot~~"

Basic, do not let your guard down just a little, as torture for a father who loves his daughter, then I will do this.

"Ma-ma"

""Eh?""

"This kid just called me mama, didn't he?"

"Yes, he's talking! Sheilla, if papa? Come on, try saying, 'papa'"

"..... taboo"

Hearing me call him nonchalantly, for sure it will hurt, feel it.

"Ti..no way, it should be 'Papa' right?"

"Fufu .. guirde, sheilla hates you"

And so, my peaceful life goes on.