Rebirth and Reincarnation 1st Arc

Age: ??? & No way back

I'm unsure of how much time has passed since then, but now, at least, I know what's going on: I was reborn.

No idea how or why it happened.

Well, I mean, in my past life I had read about it. There was a whole genre of fiction dedicated to people being reborn into different cultures or eras and, of course there were also those 'self-help' books about past lives and the continuation of life after death, but I never sincerely gave it much credit.

But now... now I sincerely don't know what to think.

I was reborn into the past: somewhere in ancient Asia, but I still can't figure out where or when. I never really studied the language, history or culture, so I'm unsure as to where I truly am... not that it really matters, because I doubt, I can go back to the future. The fastest thing in this world seem to be horses, so no chance of achieving the needed 88 miles per hour, and no DeLorean either.

As I ponder this, I sit on my current mother's lap.

This woman is beyond beautiful. 

I sincerely don't know how I lucked out with my current parents: My father is a big man with a winning smile; he's around his thirties, and seems to be somewhat important, because there are many people coming and going from his study every day; yet despite all the work he does, he always seems to have time to spend with mother and me. 

Unlike my own father from my previous life, who was so busy making money to actually see his children.

My current mother, as I stated before, is a drop-dead gorgeous woman in her mid-twenties with a melodious voice that is just a minor part of her charm. She can't help but smile when her eyes land on me, and, despite I still can't understand a word they're saying, most of the time I get the feeling behind it, so I can say that I somewhat understand what they mean.

I don't seem to have more siblings, which suits me just fine because I wouldn't know what to do with them in my current state, but I have seen plenty different faces to know that there are many people living with us.

The only problem of being reborn like I did, is having the mind of a 36-year-old man inside the body of an infant. No matter how much I want to do or say, this body simply can't handle it and I, more often than not, sleep my life away.

I've resigned myself to learning what I can from the people around me, while my body get slowly accustomed to being alive.