[rewritten] Cale sat on the couch, utterly done. Across from him sat the culprit of his misery-the God of Death. A commander, Cale? Ha! More like a chubby toddler with baby hands. Cale's eye twitched. "Explain." The god gulped. "Cale, my child... I-I didn't mean to! The intrusive thoughts won..." Cale inhaled sharply. 'Murder is illegal. Murder is illegal-oh hell-i don't care!' Beside him, Angela gasped dramatically, hands clasped together. "Kyaa! Cale-child! You're so adorable! I can't wait to see your cha-ahem, help to that world!" Cale, a grown man trapped in a four-year-old's body, stared soullessly into the void. He needed a nap. Or a weapon. --- Meanwhile, in another world... Og!Cale sat alone on his fourteenth birthday, his only gift being existential dread. Then, boom! A flash of light- And suddenly, on his floor lay a tiny redheaded kid, unconscious and bleeding. Og!Cale stared. His heart skipped a beat. '...Did I just get a son?-No! what am I thinking?!'

A hero who never sought glory, only peace for his home, his family, and his children, but nothing in the world is free, everything comes with a price. He thought death would be his rest. But fate is way crueler than God's. They take, and take, and take, and take- for they don't want something that's not your's. He wakes not in his family's embrace- but in a cold crib of loneliness that is reality. Reborn. A new world. A new body. A new name. Surrounded by strangers who call themselves his family. Cale weeps, not for himself, but for the life he can never return to. Will he learn to live again? Will he finally achieve his dream? Will he finally accept. . .to love and be loved in return? Be herself? Be someone who she is? To finally learn what it means to let go? And accept what was now her present? Or will past consume her, for she grieves what was taken from her? Aka; The stunt cale pulled backfired, and now he must live and navigate the life his decisions made. While the God of Death made a deal with a man in favor for his beloved child to live a life he deserves. But will he? In this gentle world, beneath lullabies and warm arms -something stirs. Will Cale, now Anna, be able to live a peaceful life? TCF x WMMAP crossover au The novels are not mine, credit to the real authors. I only made this out of boredom, so update will take longer. I just got rid of my writer's block, so apologies if it may take a while. And the pictures that will be shown are not mine as well, credit from from the real owner.p

"Oh my, you don't look very well. L-let me help you!" Transported to a modern world like his old one, Cale bumps into someone while looking for his comrades. His eyes widen upon looking at the person willing to help him. 'No way. . .' ☆Spoilers on Trash of the Count's Family Part 2☆ Slow updates and many errors ahead. Hope you all enjoy. (Art Cover does not belongs to me).