Chapter 2 New Discoveries Part I - Is that a ...??! (1/2)

Kylie was a fetus. A fetus growing inside someone's womb.

Ever since she realised what was happening, her brain seemed to go into overdrive. This was so much like all those reincarnation novels she read when she was younger. Although it was into one of the less popular type i.e. instead of transmigrating into the body of a person who had been pitifully wronged and died, she had entered into a newly formed life. Reborn, so to speak.

Kylie started thinking. Amazingly enough, she could do that even though her brain was still forming. Was this a side effect? All those novels had the transmigrated or reborn soul have some sort of cheat. They were transported into a body that was thought to be a waste but was in actual fact, a unique body that would speed up cultivation. Even those that were reborn, could use their vast experience from their previous life to get a head start in the new life. Gathering qi and all that jazz.

Her? Kylie sighed mentally. There was no way she was going to be a super human of some sort. Life had been very mediocre. She had been an average student, who didn't quite excel but wasn't too bad. She studied hard, did well enough and so forth. So what about this new life? Perhaps she could get a head start since she had vast experience as an adult before. Primary school would be a breeze. Kylie chuckled at that thought. Imagine. A genius in primary school but becomes a dud in secondary school.

Still, that was for later. Much later. Based from her own experience as a mother in her previous life, Kylie knew that it would be a long time more before she would be born. From the looks of what had been formed so far, she was just about 3 months old in the womb. There is some basic external shape, some brain functions and a heartbeat. Barely 4 inches long, I'm like a tiny spec inside the womb. Kylie remembered an old-wives tale that a soul is breathed into the foetus in the third month. In other words, one only became 'alive' then, and before that, one was only a body of cells. If this was anything to go by, guess that old-wives tale wasn't just a saying. Science could never prove the existence of a 'soul' - that was too abstract and inconclusive.

Kylie wondered briefly which soul was supposed to have been breathed into this little wonder of creation. Did she replace an original soul or was she meant to be reborn? Was being reborn the true ending of death? If that was so, why didn't she remember her past life in her previous life? Or was that her first life? Then again, it didn't make sense for if being reborn endlessly was the thing, wouldn't more people be aware of it? Or was this awareness of hers a fluke? A mistake? Kylie just got a headache thinking of it. There was no way for her finding out the truth, so there was no point in thinking about it any further. Was there any point to all of that anyway?

Right now, the main thing was the time she had left before being born. There was another 6 more months to go. 6 more months of floating in this endless sea of darkness. Just the thought of it made her groan internally. She was going to be SO bored. Unlike all those novels that she had read, she didn't have any knowledge of any martial arts or had cultivated Qi or whatnot. Kylie checked myself internally, wondering if there was anything new or different about herself. Nope. Nothing. She didn't suddenly develop a sixth sense to be able to ”see” inside herself and all she could feel was … growth, Things being formed. Floating.

Kylie sighed. This body of hers is a normal human being and being able to cultivate is merely fiction. As a last attempt, Kylie even tried to call out, her tiny mouth opening yet no sound coming out. Mentally, she called out, ”Hello? Hello? Anybody there? System? Guide? Whatever?” She paused and waited before calling out again, ”Hellooooooooo??”

Silence.

Zilch. Nothing. She sighed yet again. This sighing thing is getting addictive.

Kylie began taking stock of her options. She is going to be reborn. She had another chance at life. How many people wished they could have gone back in time and do things differently? Kylie had thought of such things before, but also knew that her choices in life had made her who she was. So changing it would mean a different her. So did this now mean she can do those things she wished she did before? In getting a second chance at life, she had a choice. Live as she did before, or be more daring and explore.

Not just that ... Kylie's heart wrenched in pain when she thought of what she had left behind. Rather, who she had left behind. How are they now? What are they doing now? Are they safe? Are they ... coping?

Kylie made up her mind. There were so many uncertainties about what life would be like after she was born. She had the here and now. Six months of floating about without any sense of time.

Amazingly, Kylie foundthat her memories of her past life were as clear as day. When she thought about it, she realised that her life had always been mediocre. She had been a normal person, with a normal background. She shifted through her memories, and it appeared in her mind like some mini movie. It was a strange thing, but she shrugged it aside as being something normal for a foetus. Not like she knew what was normal, but anything right now was regarded as such! Science could not fathom the mind, and who knows? Maybe something like the Baby Geniuses movie was actually right! Wait. Did that mean she's going to be blubbering idiot after 2 years old? Kylie shuddered. Focus. Focus. Think of this NOW. She went back to thinking about her past life.

In her previous life, Kylie wasn't smart but she wasn't dumb either. What she was, was hardworking. She made her shortcomings by working twice – or even three times what other people would have done. She had an okay family life as well. It wasn't abusive, and there was the typical strife of all families.

Kylie continue to think about her past. The mini movie played in her mind as she watched her watching her ”life” from a child until an adult. Things she never remembered before were as clear as day in her mind then. Looking at her life as a third person really gave her a whole new perspective. Her parents had raised her and her two siblings as well as could be, taking into account the circumstances. They weren't rich but they had enough. Her parents weren't the emotional type either. The ”I love you” statements or hugging were alien concepts but one did not feel hate. You knew they loved you, but it just wasn't said.