The air smelled sterile, but blood and feces soon mixed with it, creating a disgusting aroma. Pained groans and the supportive voices of nurses filled the delivery room. As for visual stimulation, the memory didn't show much.
Sera saw nothing but bright lights, a pair of bent, feminine legs covered in sweat, and a bloody bed between them. Her own mother, the nurses, and doctors all appeared as blurred blobs.
"Huh?... Didn't expect to see my own birth. I was pretty certain we couldn't remember anything before a few weeks or even a year after birth."
As she spoke, her mother's pained groans became louder and soon little Seraphine's dirty head pushed through the widened opening. The real Sera flinched and turned away, realizing whose opening she was staring at.
Qinrir continued staring at the brith without concern or shame.
