"Blood, is it blood?"
A low voice came from a narrow and deserted road.
Tap, tap, tap, tap.
On that dark and silent road, footsteps echoed rapidly.
A thin and pale-looking young man was lying down. Beneath him was some red liquid, and it kept increasing as time passed. It seemed to be the blood of the young man.
On his abdomen was a deep cut. It appeared to be a knife wound. It was an accident; this young man had been constantly bullied, but he had had enough. He wanted to change that. Today, he started to resist, and during a scuffle, the bully accidentally stabbed him in the abdomen.
"Should I die then? I don't have the power to scream, and on this road at this hour of the night, I think nobody will come."
Looking at his blood-soaked hand, the young man lost all hope of survival. But somehow, he was happy, and on his face, there were no regrets, just a peaceful and happy smile.
"Finally, I fight back.
It was not that bad. Why was I fearful those days? The bad thing that would happen is death, like now."
Time passed, and his mind started to go blank as he began to remember his life experiences.
A little kid was trying to sleep in an abandoned house, but the weather was cool, and his body was trembling. From time to time, he looked ahead and saw a kid who was sleeping comfortably under the blanket. That blanket was his, but he was too fearful to ask.
Remembering this bad memory, his face was full of regret.
"I grew up in an orphanage, and from childhood to adulthood, I was in constant fear. If people mocked or ridiculed me, I never responded. This often led to me being tormented.
In a single word, I was a coward.
I always daydreamed about what I would become—a significant man in the future—but in reality, I didn't try to do anything.
I only knew how to complain and waste time on web novels and anime.
I think in the real world, I didn't even have any presence, hehe.
I think in these 20 years of life, I didn't do anything. In a word, I wasted my life.
Hah, if I had a second life, I would try to lead a meaningful one."
The young man drew his final breath.
"Am I not dead? Hey, why is everything so big? What kind of hospital is this?"
A baby babbling voice came out:
"What happened to my voice?
Why can't I speak and can only babble?"
Looking around, he saw a little hand.
"What the—my hand! Why is it so small?
He started touching his body with his tiny hands.
Within a minute, it feels like I'm a baby now.
Is it a dream? But it feel too real…"
Soon he understood everything, but he couldn't believe it.
"So I've been reborn with my previous life's memories. That's so cool! I've been dreaming of this since childhood."
He looked around and found out he was in an ancient wooden room.
The room was not big, but in his baby eyes, it seemed very big. Golden sunlight fell from the window onto his baby face.
He tried to move aside, but his body didn't have that much strength.
"It looks like I was born not very long ago."
When the baby moved his head with some difficulty, he saw a beautiful woman; her face was a little pale.
She was in a deep sleep.
"Is it my mother?"
Tears started to fall from his eyes.
"Waa waa!"
He started to cry very loudly. He wanted to stop, but he didn't know why; he just wanted to cry.
Hearing the sound of crying, the beautiful woman opened her eyes, and she immediately picked him up in her arms.
Outside, a handsome young man came in.
"Honey, is something wrong? Why is Zi Fan crying?"
The young man asked the woman in a gentle tone.
"I think he is hungry. Go out; I will breastfeed him now,"
the woman replied.
"Hehe, I see it all the time. Anyway, why can't I stay here, honey?"
The young man said playfully, in a slightly mischievous tone.
After hearing that, the woman glared at him angrily.
Seeing this, the young man immediately left the room without looking back.
The woman burst out laughing.
"Giggle."
Zi Fan, who was crying a minute ago, could not help himself and started to laugh.
Seeing this, the woman kissed his forehead and said to him,
"Hehe, Zi Fan, your father is so silly, right?"
"I feel so warm in my heart. Is it because of this woman? I never felt loved by my mother in my past life."
The woman started feeding him milk, but Zi Fan's soul was an adult one, so he didn't want to drink. However, his mother focused on him.
"It feels warm and sweet. I don't know why, but it makes me feel safe."
Zi Fan, who was unwilling to drink it before, started to drink by himself.
After drinking the milk, his eyes felt heavy, and Zi Fan fell asleep.
Some moments later...
[Ding
The system has logged in successfully.]
A little girl's voice came to Zi Fan's mind
.
Zi Fan, who was asleep, woke up.
"Is it my golden finger? Hehe.
I thought those novel writers were just making things up, but I didn't expect that there would really be a system given to a transmigrator.
But who is the creator of this kind of system, though?"
Zi Fan opened his eyes and saw a golden dark screen.
[System Name: None
System Function: None]
Looking at that golden screen, Zi Fan was speechless.
"What the hell? Who made this bastard system?"
After calming down, he said,
"System, hey System!"
Zi Fan tried to communicate, but no answer came.
Seeing this, Zi Fan became angry again and wanted to say something to the system.
But before that, a girl's voice came through.
[Hey, who is suffering like a dog? Can't you see I'm asleep?]
Zi Fan: .....
He was now totally sure the system's creator was his enemy.
Zi Fan was very angry, but he forcefully calmed down.
"System, what is your name and function, and how will you help me?"
[I don't have any name or function, but when you have a goal in your life, then I will help you complete it. However, I have a condition: your goal should come from your heart, and don't disturb me anymore.]
A sleepy and lazy girl's voice came to Zi Fan's mind.
"This system is not so bad after all, so what is my goal?"