Chapter 2: Reincarnation

Suddenly I awoke, how? My eyes unused to bright lights were narrowed in discomfort. Once my eyes adjusted, I found that I was looking up at a beautiful foreign woman. She was wearing an open robe that gave me a good view of her bosom. At the edge of my vision I saw another in the room, a strong cocky looking man but neither stronger nor more cocky than Todo-senpai. Another foreigner, these two had blonde and brown hair respectively and all this time were speaking in some unfamiliar language. I had nothing but time all my life, so I made a habit to learn about all manner of things. Engineering, programming, foreign language, etc. These two weren't speaking japanese, english, mandarin, or any other language he could understand, maybe they were swedish? At some point a 3rd voice entered the conversation, the voice was behind me but my body felt too heavy to even move my head. I think it was time for questioning, I tried to call out in English "Where am I, and who are you people." but nothing came out but a soft groan. This is bad, could it be that Mahito had transfigured my body into something more useless than my old body, was this meant to be my personal hell? Suddenly the man approached and lifted me like I weighed nothing. This was all the confirmation I needed, I could feel the tears welling up. With heavy arms I tried to wipe away the tears but what I saw was a tiny hand. I screamed.

A month passed by

Reincarnation, a normal person would start jumping to conclusions but I was a jujustu sorcerer and there was a precedent for this. A few hundred years ago jujustu society was nearly destroyed by a single warlord named Druv. He conquered all of Japan single handedly, while the method of reincarnation was unknown it was known that it had nothing to do with his own technique. Perhaps Mahito's technique had this effect on people, maybe all people reincarnate but Mahito's idle transfiguration screws up the step where memories are scrubbed from the soul. Perhaps it was my simple domain weakening Idle transfiguration that did it, or maybe this kid's body was the target of my cursed puppet manipulation causing my soul to drift from my post mortem Mechamarus here. Regardless of the how, what I knew for certain was that I was a month old baby and the first two people I saw were my mother and father and they were probably only a couple years older than me. Seeing these two fresh out of highschool lovebirds living the good life made me pretty bitter, I never got this chance. Wherever we were it was very rural, not a single electronic in sight. It's not like my parents were poor, we have a live-in maid. I spent most of my life working with robotics and computers but what bothered me most was that I wouldn't get to learn what happened in Shibuya for a very long time. While I was trying to enjoy the second chance, I couldn't help but wonder if everyone else died so that I could have it. It put a real damper on the mood.

Half a year passed by

Listening to my parents' conversations during the last few months, I had started to pick up on part of the language. It was during this time I came to understand the difference between online learning platforms and living with native speakers. In just this short span of time where nobody was trying to teach me anything I had picked up all of this language's rules and was slowly but surely adding to my vocabulary. I of course couldn't reveal this to anyone, a child that taught itself to speak fluently months before babies spoke their first words. It would be far too suspicious. What I wasn't willing to hide was that I could crawl already. Now that I have a working body I don't intend to keep myself cooped up in one place, I don't want to live my life like that.

So I explored the house to my heart's content. My parents didn't seem bothered by it but the nurse seemed to have experience with child rearing and was noticing that I wasn't a normal child. That being said despite her clear trepidation she still handled my needs more than my own mother. Now Paul and Zenith were my parents' names and they doted on me even though I didn't react much, but Lilia, the maid, was the one who actually took care of me. Speaking of Lilia, she was the most useful teacher I could have asked for. Her dry speech and lack of baby talk or pet names was responsible for my results. That being said, our home was two stories with plenty of windows. We had a large yard with its own budding orchid and a short stone wall.

From the looks of things past that wall were modest homes and expansive golden fields. From up here on the hill it gave a good view of the full village below and little people like ants moved around the buildings. But my view was interrupted by the sight of Paul,shirtless and sweaty, it seems while I was distracted by looking at the town Paul had gone out and started swinging a sword. Being the part of a sorcerer clan, even a minor one I had seen this type of sight countless times before, what I wasn't used to was the gaggle of half a dozen housewives ogling him from behind our little wall. The shamelessness of it all caused me to fall off my perch and with a heavy thunk and a yelp I hit the floor.

"Kyaa!" Zenith screamed and rushed over at once dropping the laundry she was hanging up. "Rudi! Are you okay!" Rudi or Rudeus that was my name now, I was used to going by different names so it didn't bother me but the affection it was spoken with was new. While I was stuck in my thoughts Zenith had picked me up and started inspecting me. "Phew, you seem fine." I didn't feel fine. Babies were brittle things and that was quite the fall, the sharp throbbing at the back of my head only increased my worry. What if I got some kind of brain damage from this and this time around I had a sound body but an unsound mind. Softly I was placed down on the dining table as she placed her hand on top of my head. "To be safe… Let the power of God be converted into a bountiful crop, and bestowed unto those who have lost the strength to stand once more, [HEALING]" Internally I scoffed rather than saying prayers like this I'd like it if they took me to an expert but I guess I expected to much from people so detached from modern society. I guess I'll need to speak up. Maybe Lillia will be more reasonable, she seemed like a reliable woman. Then suddenly Zenith's hand glowed a dim lime green and all of the pain left me. My mouth was agape. This wasn't reverse cursed technique. I had recorded each of the four modern RCT users and while their explanations were all different the way it manifested was consistent. Additionally that incantation was nothing like any I've heard for any technique not to mention I would have seen the buildup of cursed energy as it was activated.

This was more like a magic spell out of one of those shitty generic Isekai light novels. I call them shitty but I read hundreds of them wishing I could get a chance like that. I never stopped to consider it but what if this wasn't earth at all and this new life of mine was free from all of the jujustu worlds baggage. Paul had rushed in and started talking with Zenith but I drowned it all out. Let the power of God be converted into a bountiful crop, and bestowed onto those who have lost their strength to stand once more, Healing. I wouldn't forget those words. In that sentence was a power that I never achieved in my past life. Then to break from my schemes my parents had started getting frisky here in the dining room right in front of me and the maid. She clearly looked uncomfortable looking at the PDA and excused herself without a word. Quickly after that I was stuck in my crib while the two of them started working on giving me a little sibling. Even here on the first floor I could hear them going at it upstairs, honestly I wouldn't be surprised if some of our neighbors down the hill could hear them. Maybe this is why Paul had admirers. I felt bad for Lilia, her room was right by the stairs. Here in my crib I whispered that incantation to myself and while my body grew hotter there was no light, I just felt tired.

From then on I worked as hard as I could to confirm that this was a different world and to figure out how to control the burning sensation in his body. As I heard the same words over and over I slowly pieced together a list of proper nouns that came up often in conversation.

Asura Kingdom

Fittoa region

Roa

Bueno Village

I got the impression that since they used Asura like an adjective, sometimes I assumed that the second word is meant to denote a nation. And from how often they were brought up I got an impression of a hierarchy. We seemed to live in Bueno village and if I had to guess Fittoa was what the local area was called, but Roa I had no idea maybe it was a nearby town. I'd never heard of a county called Asura nor an Asuran people. That was probably enough evidence, this was a true second chance with no baggage from my old cursed world to drag me down. Like all sorcerers I died filled with regrets but now I had a chance to live without them holding me down. There was nothing I could do about it and even if I could return it's unlikely I would be lucky enough to return in time to help anyone I cared about before Geto and Sukuna went wild. So here in a new world I could live my life to the fullest