A light shines, and I awake. I didn't know spirits could sleep. Rather, what's this slimy feeling. I don't like it. It's bright in here. Lemme complain. "UWAAHHHAHAHAYYYYAHH" wait. Is that me wailing?
I must have been reborn already. Dangit! I never got to use my fifth wish. I was gonna make myself immortal! Oh well. I look up...
There's a seriously gross, crying face above me right now. "He's alive! The child is alive!" What? Was I dying before? Maybe my spirit moved into a body already made, but didn't have a soul. In other words, a stillborn child.
So... sleepy...
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How To Become A King
FantasyA child, only fourteen, dies. Reborn into another world as the prince of a monarchy, what will he do with the absolute power he was reborn with? Lose it, obviously.
