C1 Metempsychosis

From an old wealthy middle-aged woman being metempsychosed into a new born baby is sure bizarre, especially when you have your past memories with you. There are a lot of undesirable things you should adapt like having a pee sticking on your butt or getting your nutrients from the- you know- sun and others.

And all these were experienced by none other than Anastasia Beverly, an independent woman who manage to rise up in a complicated world of nobles where family status is put of such a great importance.

You bloody woman! You're not hilarious at all, you're just ridiculously exasperating! Stop! I don't have a ticklish side-

"Haha," the baby chuckled.

"Aw, so adorable," the mother put her hands over her chest as she witnessed her daughter's first laugh after so many attempts of failures. Finally, she managed to put a smile on her adorable little dumpling.

"Sandro! Quick and lend me the camera!"

"Why?"

"Get it this instant!"

The husband unwillingly put the newspaper down, get up from his comfy seat and lend the camera to his wife.

"And put Kyril beside Adrianna."

The man followed his wife's orders, get his one-year-old son and place him beside his sister who have just spoken a hundred of Shakespeare's list of swearings in her mind which is unsuitable for a young toddler like her that is supposed to be only good at sucking her thumb and making adorable little things baby does.

Click!

Ow! The baby blinked her eyes a couple of times from the sudden flash of light, catching her off guard.

"Aww... Isn't she the most adorable?" The mother wrapped her arms around her husband's neck whilst watching her daughter do butterfly eyes.

"But I think she got blinded by the light-"

"Oh shut up! You old man!"

The poor man shut his mouth and silently prayed that his beloved daughter didn't truly got blinded like what he has assumed as what his wife would always say.

Meanwhile, the baby boy has already crawled and is patting Adrianna with his little hands.

Oh no! Get his bloody hands off me!

Adrianna screamed internally while having a war with her brother, Kyril, by trying to shook his hands off her which she has failed miserably.

Bloody hands, move the bloody right way! Argh!

"Aw... The cute little siblings are playing..."

We're not playing, you goofy woman!

"But I think they kind of fighting..."

"Oh shut up! You old geezer!"

By then, Kyril has just chuckled which Adrianna took seriously as she has the feeling that the baby beside her is intentionally irritating her. And he succeeded.

Adrianna, with her last bit of patience breaking off, managed to smack Kyril's plump cheeks that made him cry in an instant.

"Okay. They were, indeed, fighting." The woman pick Adrianna up who seem to look smug like she had done something so satisfying after a lot of struggles.

"Ha! I've told ya." The man, on the other hand, picked up the wailing boy to pacify him by giving him a bank card which would stop him from crying almost instantly.

The woman looked at her husband with a tender gaze. "That's why I love you. You always have keen eyes on this very small details."

"Then I'm not an old man?"

"Of course you're not, darling. I love you very much, how could you be so old? I wouldn't have married you if you're a very old man already."

"Yeah. I love you too." The man smiled after receiving a kiss from his wife while on his mind, he thought, 'wives are very complicated. I should have listened to my bro's back then. I regretted not listening to their words of advice when one gets married.'

On the other hand, Adrianna was thinking hard which is clearly seen by the pouting of her lips and squinting of her eyes.

'What happened to my hard earned money back then? I hope that my hungry aunty relatives, who told me that I wouldn't become successful in life someday, would not take all of my belongings away.'

'But then of course they're already dead. Ha! I'm the evil aunt now- no, I'm a bloody baby incapable of doing anything...'

Adrianna cast her eyes down as if depressed by her own misfortune which lead to her demise.

She was already famous and wealthy back then and now, it all starts all over again.

If she hadn't been too careful with her steps, then she wouldn't have tripped on the layer of clothing and get suffocated by the pile of thick clothes coming straight down towards her.

If it's just not because of that one layer of clothing, then she wouldn't be all depressed in here without a fun family gatherings where she was discouraging her nephews to give up on their lives so they could be encouraged not to give up on their lives. Of course that's not true, she was just having fun boasting her success which grant her the title of a real bad riché aunty that you'll hate and love at the same time. But of course, not of these were true as they were the only regrets she have as she was so busy with work to even attend a family gatherings.

Maybe it'd be more fun if she visited all of her aunt's graves and smack them with her success with her matching glamorous red outfit that'll make her aunts emerged from the ground out of envy.

Adrianna nodded her head. 'Yes, that's so brilliant.'

The nodding of her head soon turned into the bobbing of her head up and down caused by her sleepiness.

And that's how Adrianna, former Anastasia, spend her days as a baby. She eats, she gets mad, she pees, she imagine things to pastime, and then she'll eventually fell asleep.

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This is actually an original story of mine, but I won't be updating for a while because I'm so busy, I have a hard time writing.