When he opened his eyes, Taro found himself in a dark but comfortable room, illuminated by the soft light of a cloudy sky. Lying on a bed with silk sheets, he was confused. "Where am I? " he wondered. A pulsating headache seized him, grabbing him like a stone at the bottom of his skull. His thoughts were blurred, like snippets of dreams that vanished when they woke up.
As the pain began to dissipate, Taro felt a sudden influx of memories that were not his. He saw images of bright laughter, children's games in a lush garden, warm interactions with familiar faces. The sensations became more lively, his emotions being linked to those of Yuto Meng, the young boy who occupied this body.
What he perceived was different from the existence he had known until now. Memories tell him that Yuto came from a clan called Meng, from a world where cultivation and the quest for immortality were essential. He felt the weight of the family legacy on his small shoulders, and with each image mixed a dose of joy, but also sadness, responsibility and a quest for power.
Suddenly, the door opened abruptly. A man, dressed formally with a disturbing look, entered the room. The valet's gaze fixed on Yuto, surprised to see him standing, when he was supposed to be in a coma.
-I... I can't believe that! Master Yuto, you are finally awake! I'm going to get the physicist immediately!
The valet hurried out, leaving Yuto speechless. The memories of his old life were now distant. Why was he alive? A higher force gave him another chance to live. A shiver of excitement, fear and sadness invades Yuto.
Shortly after, the doctor entered the room, also seeming stunned. The valet, short of breath, was right behind him.
Yuto, how do you feel?
I feel like I slept for a long time
The physicist, worried, began examinations, taking notes and observing the reactions of the young master. Visibly relieved and also plagued by a certain admiration for Yuto's unexpected return, he finally looked up to meet those of the boy.
-You have had a long way to go, I think you have a lot to do to recover.
As they talked to the valet, Yuto felt a new breath in him. The memories of his previous life as Taro, marked by pain and rejection, seemed to fade slowly. Yuto promised himself to seize this chance, not to waste it as he had done before.