RE: I AM NOT AN OMEGA!

CHAPTER 1 PART 2

He wondered why he felt like he was floating. Floating in a wet, dark, muted space. Cocooned in a warm body of an ocean.

The last thing he remembered was having another heart attack in his room.

He was probably out of it. His room was always dark as a cave since he covered his windows with thick black duct-tapes. He didn't like how his eyes stings every time he woke up from a short unsatisfying sleep. Plus, black duct-tape were cheap and easy to use.

Assuming he was still in his room. It was too comfortable to move and see.

He settled with sleeping more...

He could hear murmurings. Too distant yet very close. The voice was too soothing that he gave up trying to decipher what the voice was saying......He weakly lifted his hand and reach out to touch...a wall? No wonder he could not hear very well.
He realized in a haze that there was something beside him.
He turned around and he could not make out what it was.
It was small. He felt it brushing by him or pumping into him.  Their limbs were tangled at the moment.

It was someone soft and weak.

He was very sure now with a shudder this wasn't his room.

He did not know how long he

floated aimlessly kicking the

Soft pliable wall or feeling its

stretch with his palms weakly but

today was  different than any other day in this dark warm space.

The warm ocean was no more.

He realize he was being

forced to get out.

The small person that kept him company slid past him.

That person was the first one to leave and he wondered if he should go

along with the current and see

where they would end up. He might

as well see where he is going

to go. He was a bit curious.

Besides, he felt that it will not be good to stay in the dark for too long.

The pain came quickly, stabbing his chest but the cry of a a baby took his attention away from the burning lungs. It pricked his ears like sharp needles.

He hated the sound of a baby's cries more than the excruciating pain he was familiar with stabbing into his chest.

His face was scrunched up as he opened his mouth for more air to alleviate the throbbing ache in his chest. He was annoyed at the pain he was experiencing over again. His eyes squinted at the bright lights glaring down at him as he tried to get his bearings but quickly shut his eyes tight.

It was too painful it gave him a migraine.
The baby's cries went away.

Probably, it was carried away.

"This one came out quiet. Thank goodness you are as healthy as can be. Although, your older brother's condition is a bit worrisome. An alpha yet to be that small... "

he peeked from his right eye and saw a huge woman looking down at him with...yellow eyes?!

"Mom, what are you trying to say. Kai will be fine." A man's voice was gravely deep.
Gaines could only remain still, trying to process the information. 
Was he dreaming? This is such a vivid dream.

"Let us hope there is nothing wrong with him. An alpha with too many weaknesses is not good."

"That's as far as you can get. Give me my son. I don't want to talk about this. You should leave. Now."
The woman sighed. "I just worry. Forgive mother. I will bring over some of Wei's clothes and some baby things Wei may think the babies need"
Gaines could see a broad chest and trailed his eyes from the jutting collarbone to the throat, and underside of a chin. Without seeing the man's face, he knew he was a handsome rugged man.

And this man is his father.

His father was truly handsome.

Both father and son stared at each other wearily for different reasons.
"Juda, you look like your mother"

He had read unaccounted mangas dealing with this type of circumstance.
Hadn't he watched that anime of an ordinary salary man who was stabbed to death and then found himself an impervious slime in his second life. He could even remember the others died from getting hit by a truck.
Should he be grateful he was reincarnated?
Why was he reborn with his memories intact?
What was his purpose here?
Then, with slight hesitance and slight anticipation, he tried to imagine himself reach out mentally. He wondered if there was an additional occupant in his brain.
Would he have that same cheat ability Rimuru tempest had? An AI talking to him every time he gained power?
But to his dismay, silence met him.
There was no cheat ability for himself.
He was alone in this.
No matter how much he tried to convince himself that everything was alright now that he understood a bit of his situation. He was still shocked from the revelation. He wondered how and why he still retains awareness of his past self and his past memories. He was no more of that sad lonely old man that was pressed down by his own insecure failures in life. His career was stunted, his love life was like a desert with no oasis in sight, and his personal life was neglected. He was an empty man. A wilted flower in an overgrown, unkept garden full of weeds and stones.
He was no longer allowed to be that him before. No. He hated himself for all the things he didn't do in his past life.
He fell asleep in his turbulent thoughts and twisting emotions that were bunched up like a yarn.
The father watched the baby flail about ; weakly moving his little curled fists and his little feet that were safely tugged into the white blanket wrapped around his fragile form.
He smiled when he saw his son fall asleep as he very carefully held him to his chest.