He began to plummet from the cloud he was on.
There were lights of different colors, sometimes bright and other times dim.
He felt dizzy and drowsy until he lost consciousness.
"I hope this isn't the beginning of yet another dream," was the thought that crossed the mind of the man who had experienced countless chaotic, mostly meaningless dreams.
...
Footsteps came and went.
The surrounding air was pleasant.
When he opened his eyes, a soft white blanket covered him. Golden railings stood beside him.
"What is this?" he wondered.
"Quickly, Mia, inform the lords that the young master has awakened."
"At once, chief maid," exclaimed the maid named Mia.
"The young master?" another question filled his mind. He tried to get up, but couldn't; first, because he felt weak; second, because he couldn't easily coordinate his body.
He tried to move his hands and saw two small hands.
"Have I been reincarnated as a baby? Or is this just another dream?" He looked around. Beyond the golden railings, in the distance, were sky-blue and white walls. It was a spacious room.
He felt sleepy and fell asleep.
...
A few days later, once everyone there had confirmed he was healthy and recovered, the maids took turns feeding him with pretty bottles.
"The food is plentiful; besides, these maids are so elegantly dressed; I must have been reincarnated into a wealthy, noble family; but…" he sometimes glanced at the baby in a nearby crib.
He had moved the baby from his room to another, and in his new room, there was another baby who usually sucked his fingers and stared at him intently, as if he knew something.
"How awkward; though I think it's just my imagination; I don't think my sister noticed anything; mmm, I hope so," he thought before falling asleep after finishing his meal.
...
The first few days after his reincarnation were monotonous; he spent his time eating, sleeping, and defecating. He had noticed that his body needed to recover.
However, as the months passed, he was the first to crawl. After that, sometimes a maid named Mia would carry him outside.
The maid was young and graceful, with long black hair, fair skin, brown eyes, and a modest figure.
When he walked around the mansion grounds in the maid's arms, he noticed that everything seemed normal. There were a few guards stationed around the mansion's perimeter, but he didn't pay them any mind; he thought it was common for a noble family concerned about their safety.
Yes, noble. He had already realized that his name was Venet Salutarian, son of Count Ryan Salutarian and Countess Dana Silister.
His sister's name was Isbelth Salutarian, and they were twins.
...
When Venet, at one year old, was the age of his body, he celebrated his first birthday already taking a few steps and saying a few barely understandable words.
It wasn't so unusual. He had observed his surroundings and the maids' comments. They all seemed to encourage gifted children.
Venet didn't find it problematic; he continued to assess his surroundings, remembering the words of that mysterious voice.
Venet had noticed that the week had seven days and 24 hours, just like the Earth; this system seemed convenient to him. What he found strange was that there were two days a week when the maids stayed inside the mansion and avoided looking outside.
The same thing happened during two nights a week.
Which days and which nights it was, seemed random and decided at the start of the day or night.
Coincidentally, it was during those two days and two nights that Venet could most clearly perceive the strange energy in his surroundings.
In the end it wasn't such a strange energy, he soon discovered that it was mana.
...
Venet's curiosity grew, but since he was still small, he simply became a baby, eating well and sleeping well.
As the days passed, so did the weeks. In his room, Venet walked, leaning against the walls, while being watched over and protected by the maid, Mia.
The door opened, and a handsome man entered, dressed in an elegant dark red shirt and black trousers; the rest of his attire coordinated perfectly. The man, with medium-length black hair, a cool expression, red eyes, and fair skin, was Ryan Salutarian.
The maid, Mia, became nervous, but soon relaxed when she saw the warm expression Ryan gave her son.
Ryan took Venet in his arms and walked to another crib where the lovely Isbelth was sleeping.
The earl nodded, looked at the maid, and said calmly,
"If my daughter wakes up, take her to the garden."
"As you wish, my lord," Mia replied quickly.