When Aron woke up and opened his eyes, all he saw was a blur of mixed colors.
But as he was starting to feel hungry, it was time to use his only secret weapon.
'But I'm not going to cry. No, no, no… that's beneath me. I'll whimper the right way.'
After a few moments, he could already hear someone speaking very close to where he was.
Once he was lifted, something soft was placed in his mouth, and he began to suck. The milk had a strange taste.
'It's not bad, but it's not good either. For now, it's what I have to eat.'
After drinking until he was full, he went back to sleep.
When he woke up again, Aron felt damp down below, so he used his "secret weapon" once more.
After a few minutes—voilà—he was clean and dry again.
After a month of eating, sleeping, and being cleaned, his vision began to focus on nearby things.
The first thing he noticed was a very beautiful young woman, with wheat-colored skin, blonde hair, and light blue eyes the color of a swimming pool.
He stared into those eyes for quite a while, until a question suddenly came to mind:
'Who is this woman?'
'I don't have any memory of her from my childhood.'
'Of course… if I remembered anything from this stage of my life, wouldn't I be a super genius?'
'After all, what baby is born with a fully developed brain capable of remembering everything? Even my stomach isn't fully developed yet.'
'That's why I can only drink milk, and even then I can't properly digest it.'
'Back to the point… did my mother have a neighbor who moved away right after I was born, or is she some friend I don't know about?'
'No… this girl is at most eighteen. My mother, when she had me, was twenty-six.'
'Speaking of which… what the hell is she saying? I don't understand it. It sounds like a mix of English and French, but I don't recognize the language.'
'Well, since I can't figure anything out right now, all I can do is eat and sleep to make time pass faster.'
'Speaking of food, it's about time they feed me. Secret weapon activated.'
As he whimpered, Aron saw the young woman pull aside part of her thick winter blouse, revealing her breast.
He froze in shock.
'Miss, what are you doing? I'm way too young for this kind of thing.'
But the worst was yet to come, as she placed it in his mouth.
Aron, already shocked, went completely still.
He glanced at the young woman out of the corner of his eye, then at the breast, and then back at her again.
She was staring at him, and after a few seconds, she slightly tilted her head to the left, as if asking why he wasn't sucking.
Out of reflex, Aron began to suck—and milk came out.
And that taste was already familiar, after all, he had been drinking it for a month.
His mind went blank, but his mouth didn't stop.
After filling his small stomach, it finally hit him.
He hadn't gone back exactly to the moment of his birth.
'I might be on Earth, but in the past. After all, I can tell I'm in a humble room, from a poor family. I died in the year 2020… but who dies and reincarnates in the same period?'
'The future doesn't make sense either, because I don't believe people would still be living in these conditions after at least twenty years. The skin I'm wrapped in doesn't have a synthetic texture—it feels like it came from a real animal.'
'This young woman, who now seems to be my mother, doesn't look like someone who lives in the poles and spends months without sunlight.'
'So it's one of two things:'
'I'm on Earth, but in the past—with a small chance of that being true.'
'Or I'm no longer on Earth—which is more likely, since I don't recognize the language my new mother is speaking.'
'I spoke several languages in my past life… and even so, I don't recognize this one.'
'The million-dollar question is… that's right, where the hell am I?'
'Well… that's not something that will be solved right away. The way I am now, it definitely won't be quick. What I can do for now is sleep and think of a solution later.'
'But if I really am in another world… then a completely new life has just begun.'