Rain was pouring down as blood flowed out of my stomach. Heck, there were even glass shards embedded all over my body and a few broken bones here and there. However, I felt no pain. Despite being run over by a truck, I was just lying down on the road and looking at the cloud-filled sky.

I have been many things in my life. An average student, a young manga artist, a part-timer at a convenience store, a practitioner of karate, and an awkward male. Now that I thought about it, my life was nothing that noteworthy.

Ambulance sirens were blaring in the distance but I knew it was already too late. Shit… What would my family think? Will they mourn for me? I wasn't that much close with my parents since they were always out for work. And with no siblings, all I could do was draw manga and out of the 35 works I made, only 1 became a one-shot. Oh yeah… If the survey was good, the one-shot I made would be serialized. Guess that chance was gone.

The chill of the rain reached to my bones and I felt my life going out. My vision was slowly dimming and I knew it that it was my time. I breathed my last breath and closed my eyes. Maybe I'll finally be able to meet the creator of life. What questions should I ask him? Maybe I could ask him if traps are gay or not since that was a heated debate my male friends would have. Or maybe I could ask whether the entire people would prefer the "onii-chan" or the "ara ara".

What I didn't expect was a slap in the butt. The pain was intense to the point I cried.

And then I noticed that my voice was different. It was like baby… and then I noticed that I was a baby. A woman in a white uniform was carrying me and another woman, who had blue hair, was lying down.

A lot of questions ran through my mind at once. First… why was I baby? Second… who was the woman in the white uniform? Third… who was the blue-haired woman? And last and the most important question… why in the world would a woman slap a guy's ass?!

With my reasonable mind and high logical thinking skills, technically, I wasn't supposed to be old enough to be bothered by ass-slapping. But still… she should know her boundaries.

And all of those questions passed through my mind while I was bawling like a baby... Oh yeah… I AM a baby.

"Can I hold him?", the blue-haired woman asked.

"Sure. He's all yours", the woman in a white uniform answered.

The blue-haired woman took me in her arms and looked at me in the eyes. She had a pretty face and her tired smile was dazzling.

I get the situation now. I was a newborn baby and the blue-haired woman was my mother. The woman in the white uniform was the nurse. Now I get it… It was actually simple. NOT!

How in the world did I become a baby? Was this reincarnation? Then how come I have my past memories? Did the higher ups in the cycle of life make an error? Was it a glitch in the matrix? Wait… Am I in the matrix? Okay… Maybe I was a bit going off track there. Anyway, I have to calm down.

After assessing the situation, I still couldn't believe that I was reincarnated. What should I do?

A man with black hair barged into the room.

"Thank God both of you are safe!", the man said.

"Dear, look at him. He has your eyes", the woman told him as if she ignored the man.

The man smiled as all of his worries disappeared and approached us. He looked directly in my eyes and boy, was that creepy. A grown man watching you directly in the eyes was definitely not a good experience.

"What should his name be?", the nurse asked.

The couple nodded at each other.

"Miyata"

"Mitsuki"

The couple looked at each other and the room became awkward.

"Dear… I thought we agreed on Miyata?", the blue-haired woman asked.

"But Mitsuki is a cool name don't you think? Came up with it on the spot!", the man boasted.

"Dear… We agreed for the name already"

"But… But…"

"No buts"

I felt the tension in the air. Ah… The man was the submissive one. I heard that women were weak after giving birth so if she was scary despite being weakened, then I wonder how that man, who I assume to be her husband/my father, could put up with her. He must be an M.

"I'm just kidding. We already decided on Miyata", the man said and smiled.

"Good"

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Being a baby almost made me insane. First off, I couldn't move a lot so I had to stare at the hanging stars from the ceiling all day. Second, I would piss myself and go number 2 helplessly. And if that wasn't humiliating enough, my mother would change my diapers. And the worst part was the breastfeeding part. I was practically 18 years old in my previous world and having to suck breasts again from a stranger was totally weird! She would breastfeed me 3 times a day.

Days passed and I got to know my parents and myself.

I was named Miyata Takeru, the son of Sanosuke and Sonoda Takeru. My father worked as a famous editor at a popular manga magazine. He would try to make me laugh with his stupid faces and lame jokes which babies wouldn't be able to understand except for me cause I'm a special case. But it doesn't change the fact that his jokes were lame.

My mother was different. She was sweet, caring, and patient which was different from my first impression of her as a scary woman. But my instincts told me that I shouldn't anger her so I didn't cry unless needed (like feeding time and diaper-changing time).

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A few weeks have passed and it was time for me to go outside. My parents decided to have a picture taken at a studio so they took me out. I fell asleep on the way there and when I woke up, we were at the mall.

That was when I cried. A reptilian man, a girl with horns, a man with a body of a man and a head of a bird, and a centaur were there. Was this a fantasy world? Was I a stupid reincarnated MC who would change the world's fate that was why my memories weren't removed? Hopefully not since I don't want that responsibility.

"Awww… Don't be scared Miya. Those are good people", Mama assured.

"Those are just their Quirks. They might look scary but they are like you and me", Papa added.

Quirks? What was that? I had too much questions and if only my mouth could talk, then I would've barraged them with questions. Well, not only that but I would definitely complain about Papa's stupid jokes.

After getting our picture taken, we went to a family restaurant to eat. It was my first time outside the world but it was filled with surprises. There were many odd-looking people everywhere. There was even one with flames for hair. Wouldn't his pillow burn when he goes to sleep?

It was already night when we arrived at our home and Papa placed me on my cradle. I yawned and clearly, I was tired. What was up with this world and some of its weird-looking people?

But I knew it wasn't a dream. This was reality, And I'm forced to live as Miyata Takeru.

Well... My first fic... Thanks for reading!