Chapter 2: Past Life Returner Chapter 2

Chapter 2

My eyes suddenly opened as I felt I was falling off a cliff.

I saw with unfocused eyes and a small arm moving of its own accord. The arm belonged to my body but was not mine yet. My body was out of my control at the moment and was only performing reflex movements irrelevant to outside stimuli.

Modern science said that this happened as an infant’s immature brain activities. They were right, as my brain was not fully grown yet. However, modern science would not be able to illuminate my current thought processes. They belonged in the religion category since the reason I could think like I am now was thanks to my soul.

I moved my gaze with difficulty to the two people who were looking down on me. My undeveloped sight only saw shadows of their faces, and my hearing was about the same. My mother had said that she had given birth at home instead of a hospital because of our poor finances with help from her sister, who was a nurse.

So, the two people staring at me would be my mother and my aunt.

While I could not see much, the system message windows were clear. Reading them and my current eyesight seemed irrelevant, and probably functioned on the same basis of being able to think with the underdeveloped brain of an infant.

The messages went straight into my brain. I read the messages that appeared in front of me.

[Quest ‘Become Healthy 1’ begins.]

[Become Healthy 1 (Quest)

Mission: Drink breast milk three hundred times in one month.]

I finally knew why the First Evil was one of the most powerful beings from the ‘Day of Advent.’ He had accumulated points from when he was an infant, and in other words, he was a cheat.

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“You have to wrap the arms and legs of a baby, or they wake up surprised and floundering.”

“But my son is crying so much. There’s nothing wrong with him? He has all his fingers and toes, right?”

“You’ve asked me that three times now. He’s crying for you to feed him. Congratulations on a healthy son.”

“Thank you.”

Junghee washed the afterbirth off the baby and let Mihee hug Sunhoo. Mihee was crying not out of pain, but of gratitude for her baby being healthy. She still could not understand that she had become a mother and gave birth to a baby.

However, Mihee could not take her eyes off her baby clamoring for her milk. She let Sunhoo drink from her breast and saw that her worries about not having enough milk for her baby were unfounded. Sunhoo sucked at her nipple and gulped down her milk.

“He’s a fierce eater.”

***

It was interesting to feel my mouth move instinctively the moment my mouth was pressed to my mother’s breast. It was an involuntary movement similar to my flailing arms and legs, and I felt like I was inside a small animal.

I knew a person who used Soul Transference as a major skill. That individual would have observed his targets like this, inside their bodies but without control, before completely swallowing their souls.

However, this was my body, and my limbs and lips that moved as they pleased were just reflexes. I did not need to fight with another soul because of Soul Transference.

I felt a lukewarm liquid down my throat without tasting it much. However, l felt the liquid pour down my throat and stomach like when drinking water just after waking up in the morning.

I could focus on drinking breast milk because my limbs were not moving, thanks to my aunt wrapping me in a blanket. My mother carefully supported my neck, and I could feel my stomach becoming full in the midst of maternal love.

This was bliss, and I thought I might cry of sheer happiness. I felt relieved that I could not burst into tears yet. My mother would be astonished to see her son cry after feeding him breast milk for the first time.

I did not remove my lips from my mother’s breast until I could not drink anymore, and my lips stopped moving in reflex when I felt full.

A message popped up. I only wished it didn’t cover my mother’s face.

[Become Healthy: Drink breast milk 1/300]

My aunt lifted me and she began to pat my back. I was starting to feel stuffed after being full, but I could not throw up what I had swallowed alone.

I thought something was stuck in my stomach, but it was only a burp. I felt refreshed, and the sound of two women laughing was music to my ears.

It was time for me to sleep when considering my mother had spent most of the early morning giving birth to me.

However, I could not sleep because my body hurt everywhere. The pain I had suffered when going through the canal dissipated with my mother’s milk. The torment I felt now was reduced from the pain I had felt then.

The pain chased away my sleep whenever I tried to close my eyes, and truthfully, I did not want to sleep.

My aunt’s hands were as gentle as my mother’s and the time I spent lying in her arms as she supported my back and neck was too dear and comfortable. However, I wanted to be in my mother’s more awkward arms.

I cried until my aunt handed me to my mother and did not stop even when my aunt rubbed my back and sang to me.

When I immediately stopped crying the moment my mother held me, I heard the two women laugh again. I already began to feel sorry because I needed to drink breast milk at least ten times a day to complete the mission.

I had to drink about twelve times a day to accomplish the quest safely, which meant I had to ask for my mother’s milk every two hours.

I saw to what extent my mother would have to sacrifice herself. She would lose nights and weekends.

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I must have fallen asleep and woke up feeling hungry. I could repres