1 Reborn as a ill-fated child

I woke up

... but I died

... At least, I think I did.

I'm still thinking so I guess I'm not dead?

This is confusing, I don't believe in god, but I have a feeling I'm not as I used to be.

All I see is dark, darker yet darker...

Wait, I did die, yet somehow I'm here. I just remembered how I died. I died by getting poisoned by a spider, I was in bed for days and got worse and worse.

It sucked. A whole lot. But now, there is nothing to do. I hope this isn't it...

I'm too lazy to die, I want to get married and have kids, or at least adopt some random child damnit.

... I don't want too die!

Author's POV

All of a sudden the female soul started to fade away as ashes and dust. She sighed tiredly, not wanting to disappear but will accept it anyways, it's not like she has a choice. She started to remember all the bad in her life and she realized, her life was horrible. A silent tear came down her left eye as she said "I wish I was born somewhere else then that hell..."

"𝕎𝕚𝕤𝕙 𝕘𝕣𝕒𝕟𝕥𝕖𝕕"

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I shoot up with a gasp.

I look around and see my parents so I sigh and lay back down. I was reborn into a weak body. I'm 12 right now and when I try to remember my old life... Well my head hurts. It took awhile, exactly 5 years for me to remember my old life. I was in an old Japan era I think, as everyone speaks japanese. I'm thankful that I didn't remember my old life from the beginning, because then it would be even more difficult to learn Japanese. It's so boring being inside all the time, but I can't go outside as it would be dangerous to my already terrible health. I was born with a weak body, but I don't blame my mother for that.

"Rui, do you want another book to read?" My dad asks, sitting next to me as I stare out the window. Those kids look so happy, out in the snow... But it seems like so much work. I turn to my father and smile softly at him.

"I don't want to be a bother, father... Books cost a lot after all." I say softly, weakly. He gives me a gentle look, smiling back at me. "You never are a bother, son. Get some more rest, me and your mother are going to go somewhere." "Okay father, tell mother that I'll be fine." "Will do." He leaves after giving me a sad smile.

I'm all alone in the house now, might as well try to get some fresh air. Inside feels so stuffy when there is no books or my parents to help me ignore it. I sigh quietly, letting out a cough as I struggle to sit up... I'm so weak. My poor mother still blames herself even after 12 years of me living. I hold the wall and slowly inch towards the front door. My parents left 5 minutes ago and I just want to see the snow up close now. I open the door and sit on the porch, looking around. It's cold, but I'm fine with it. I look up at a spider web that was on the inner corner of the roof of the porch. A spider was slowly climbing down, then it reached the floor and skirted to me. I stare at it with lidded eyes and hold my hand out to it, letting it climb onto my fingers. It was a big spider, as big as my Papa's palm, it was white with red dots on it. I'm no longer scared of spiders, no longer scared to die either. I look up and see a man in a suit looking around.

His kimono is beautiful, but his eyes gave the look of the devil. I sigh and tilted my head to him, might as well help him if he's new.

Oh... Wait.

I remember now, and I will never allow myself to forget.

Muzan Kibutsuji, the main villain of the show I'm in.

How curious.