At exactly 4:00pm in the afternoon a baby is born at linley hospital to a woman beautiful enough to level the whole nation and countries who was holding the baby and caressing the baby. There was also a man who looked strict and rough from his clothing, he was pacing near the room where the women gave birth to wait for the good news. And after sometime the doctor came and gave the news of the successful delivery of the child and both the mother and son are safe. Hearing this the man ran straight to his wife and son. There he saw his son soundly sleeping near his wife. He took his son in his hands. And as soon as he did his son's eyes fluttered open. As they opened there was a uniqueness to his eyes as such they had a crown floating in the centre of his eyes and his eyes depicted wisdom much ahead of his age. Also at the same time as his son opened his eyes there was a cosmic phenomenon that took place in the whole universe which went unnoticed by most of the people on the planet other than some old monsters and the beings of great power from other solar systems and galaxies. Also many ancient fossils were also alerted but their perception was not able to find the source of such a phenomenon as something or someone of much greater strength than them was preventing them from finding the source. But the husband found his hands wet and after checking he was shocked to find that his back was drenched in cold sweat as he felt that someone or something was observing him and whatever it was too powerful for him to handle. So he again put the baby in the crib and went near his wife. After checking and confirming their safety he went back to continue his work.Inside the crib, Same's infant mind was a swirling vortex of absolute clarity. It was a bizarre and overwhelming sensation. Usually, a newborn's brain was entirely incapable of complex thought, limited by undeveloped neural pathways and fragile biology. But his third wish—perfect comprehension—paired with his immortal soul, bypassed these physical limitations entirely. He could process everything happening around him with terrifying precision.
He stared at the ceiling, feeling the residual, oppressive gaze of the Giant Eye fading from the room. So, it really wasn't a dream, Same thought, wiggling his tiny, pudgy fingers. I am back. And I am overpowered.
His mother lay asleep on the hospital bed, her chest rising and falling rhythmically. In his past life, his depression and failures had kept him distant; he remembered his parents growing frail, their faces etched with the sorrow of his circumstances. Seeing her now, so full of life and radiating a breathtaking beauty, a heavy knot of guilt from his previous life completely dissolved. He swore to himself right then and there: this time, things would be different. He wouldn't just survive the 9-to-5 grind; he would conquer whatever game the cosmos had placed him in.
Suddenly, a rush of information flooded his mind. The ambient sounds of the hospital, the microscopic dust particles floating in the shafts of sunlight, the rhythmic hum of the machinery—his photographic memory captured it all perfectly. Meanwhile, his comprehension began breaking down the very laws of physics happening around him. He could feel a strange, subtle energy thrumming in the air, weaving through the space in the room. Is this... mana? Qi? Cosmic energy? he wondered.
In his past life, Earth was just a mundane realm of crushing capitalism. But remembering the mysterious voice's mention of "top ten races" and humanity supposedly being the "49th rank," Same realized his world had always possessed a terrifying, hidden underbelly. He just hadn't been strong enough to see it before.
He tried to move his arm to grasp at the invisible energy, but a sudden wave of profound exhaustion hit him. His soul was immortal, but his physical infant body was still adjusting to the sheer magnitude of his existence. His fourth wish—to break physical and mental limits—was active, but it required time. A vessel needed to stretch before it could hold an ocean.
Closing his eyes, Same decided to rest. I have time, he mused, a small, knowing smile creeping onto his baby features. An eternity, in fact.