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I died.

No, really. I died.

One moment I was walking around, eating ice cream.

The next moment, I was dead.

I don't know how I died.

It could've been choking on a piece of strawberry, it could've been from tripping straight into a busy street...

Huh.

Anyways, back to the present.

It was warm and dark, squished with another body.

When could I feel?

Must be a mind trick.

I was contemplating on the feeling of the other body before I was forcefully ejected into a cold environment.

Okay, maybe not ejected, but it felt like it.

I screamed.

Loudly.

Murmurs of foreign language washed over me, mixing so that I couldn't hear a single voice. Then a beat of silence and another scream.

I shivered involuntarily and felt something wrap around my body.

Am I dead? In a coma? Undead?

So tired...

Those questions could wait. I needed to sleep.

I still didn't know whether or not I was dead.

I mean, the human consciousness can stay for a bit after a person dies.

When I mean a bit, I meant until the brain itself stops sending signals.

So I could completely and totally die and my soul (did I even have one?) would be forced to wander for eternity.

Joy.

Or, as in the oh-so-many fanfictions that are currently (or were, considering I still don't know whether I was even alive) circulating the internet, reincarnation.

Actually, more like reincarnation with memories intact and fully functional.

Memories definitely don't help when you have no idea where and when you are.

Or if you are dead.

Problem is, I felt as if I was stuck in a limbo. I couldn't tell the time, but I could sense it passing.

Probably not dead then.

Hours and days seemed to blend together, punctuated by hunger pangs, sleep and uncomfortable wet feelings near my butt.

Giant blurred things came and went, cooing words and phrases that didn't make any sense.

My situation became clear.

I had been reborn.

I was constantly surrounded by people and they tended to all my needs.

After a while, my vision started to clear. I could clearly see the faces of the ones who were, in a sense, caretakers.

The hairstyle and clothing of the caretakers that interested me the most.

The women wore their hair low and secured it with strips of cloth. Their clothing was simple, dresses dyed blue and purple and secured around the waist with a red cloth. The men, although seldom seen, wore tunics and their hair over their ears.

Feudal Asia…?

The language started to make sense. I could occasionally hear a "Kaguya-hime" and a "Hagoromo-sama and Hamura-sama".

Feudal Japan then.

I finally managed to turn my head. A white-haired baby with a pair of horns laid on my other side, blank white eyes staring right into mine.

I stared more.

I reached out to touch the horns. The baby giggled.

They were real.

What?

So… supernatural beings existed?

What was I then?

Being careful not to gouge my own eyes out, I guided my pudgy hands towards my forehead.

Horns here too.

Feudal Japan with a supernatural twist?

Alright then.

I could finally walk.

So could my twin.

Actually, I'm not sure whether or not he was my twin.

We would wander around and we're picked up if we went where we weren't supposed to.

We also moved on to semi-solid food.

Cue the epic food fights.

Just kidding. We couldn't feed ourselves just yet.

Eh.

The language started to make more sense and I started to speak.

"Ha-ha-Hamuru!"

"No, no. You are Hagoromo. Ha-go-ro-mo." The woman smiled at my attempt.

I tried again. "Haguuuuuuuuuuuuuu."

She laughed. "Try one more time."

"Haguru-" the rest turned into unintelligible gurgles.

She turned to my twin. "You are Hamura. Ha-mu-ra."

The other (Hamura, I deduced, seeing that I'm now Hagoromo) gave a toothy grin and shrieked.

The woman and I winced.

It was okay.

I screamed louder.

I was two.

Hamura was quickly proving himself to be a hyperactive demon.

He would literally run around in circles just to burn off all the excess energy. After he exhausted all forms of energy, he crashed face-first into the floor to sleep.

There were a lot of tiny holes left by him.

I, on the other hand, was less of a menace (to our caretaker's relief) but constantly questioned her about what was outside.

I don't think she liked either of us.

Oh well.

It was around the same time that our biological mother started to play with us.

Really, all she did was stare at us. It was kind of creepy.

I could manage. Hamura, apparently, couldn't so he always toddled after her before he set his sight on me.

"Nii-'aan!"

I shuddered and went to go hide.

Horrible times indeed.

By this time, I figured I was a boy.

I didn't really care.

I mean, I was alive, so it shouldn't matter, right?

Meh.

Our mother finally allowed us to go out the house.

Hamura was happy because he could run around more. I was happy because I could finally figure out what time period we-I was in.

Being in the past sucked. You didn't know whether or not any of your actions would cause something.

Butterfly effect anyone?

Though, to be honest, correlation does not necessarily mean causation.

Of course, me being here would've already caused a tsunami of random changes anyway.

Would this create a time loop?

Ugh. I hate time paradoxes.

Anyways, the surrounding areas didn't look familiar nor did the building style (meanwhile, I cursed at my inattentiveness during history class) but that huge tree on the horizon did strike a chord in me.

I didn't know why.

"Hamura?"

"Nii-san?"

"I'm stuck."

It was, admittedly, entirely my fault.

Here I was, stuck in a tree and Hamura just staring at me.

Stuck in a tree.

I wanted to test how strong my horns were, so I charged headfirst into the nearest tree.

I tried to dislodge my head from the tree but to no avail.

Probably shouldn't have done that.

Hamura wrapped his arms around me and pulled while I pushed at the tree.

"YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!" He let loose a battle cry and tugged hard.

We flew back and tumbled on the ground. I landed on my back while Hamura landed on his face.

So blue…

The sky looked limitless and bright from a toddler's perspective, but it was never this clear back in the twenty-first century.

Wispy clouds ambled around in the sky and the sun shone gently down on the earth.

I turned my head sideways. Lush, green forests filled the rest of the land untouched by civilization. Hamura snuggled next to me, already snoring away. The tranquil atmosphere also made me doze off.

I guess this life isn't too bad after all...

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