I don't remember who I was in my past life—not my personality, not my face, not even if I was ever truly happy.
Sometimes I think maybe I was boring. Or maybe I was completely dull—and, well, that would be a relief, considering I don't even remember.
Family? If I had any, that's as distant as the memories I don't have. I don't miss them, to be honest. Family or not, I just know I was killed.
How? I have no idea. Honestly, I don't care. Dying is kind of overrated, from what I see here.
Sometimes I catch myself thinking about what I was like... But why? If I'm dead, it doesn't matter. Why bother?
Here I am, in nothingness. In a deep void, without light, only darkness.
How long has this been going on? Who knows. Hours? Days? Weeks? Millions of years? Maybe longer than the time I spend procrastinating getting out of bed.
This emptiness is an infinite boredom. The silence is so heavy it almost makes me want to go crazy. My thoughts are my only company, and that's not very comforting.
As I sank into these thoughts—trying not to freak out from the loneliness—I felt something pulling me hard.
I tried to resist. Seriously, I really did. But resistance is tiring, so I gave up.
I don't seem to be the type to care about the course life takes; I let things take their course naturally.
Then, as my soul was pulled forcefully from this endless void, a warm and strangely welcoming sensation enveloped me.
I was nothing more than pure essence, a lost fragment adrift in time and space.
It was then that, slowly, I was deposited into a new beginning—the womb of a pregnant woman. The silent, dark, and cramped cradle of a new life.
A warm, welcoming place, but still... a bit suffocating for someone who has spent so much time in nothingness.
Little did I know that I was about to be reborn as the Demon King's heir, an existence marked by sealed powers and a destiny far greater than I could have imagined.
The forgotten past, the immense void—all of this will soon be but a distant memory.
For now, however, I still have no idea what awaits me.