Chapter 68: I Was Reborn As An Elf Baby Girl?!
Chapter 68: I Was Reborn As An Elf Baby Girl?!
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When I woke up after dying so bitterly, I realized I wasn’t a gigantic fat fuck anymore.
I was… err…
I glanced at my little hands, these are the hands of a baby.
Then I glanced at my tiny body, my legs…
I am a baby.
I found myself resting over a glorious golden cradle, resting over a comfortable white cushion.
My skin is pale white and smooth.
And I think I might be bald.
But damn… it feels weird to have such a small body.
I try to analyze my surroundings, but my eyes feel sleepy…
But from what… I can tell… I am inside a big… room…
The ceiling is… covered in golden decorations depicting trees and fruits. And there is also… a large painting of… people?
They are people… blonde-haired… Ah… With green and blue eyes…
…Eh?
Pointy ears…?
Ugh…
I can’t help but fall asleep before I could even figure out what it was…
And as I was pondering this, an elven man came to me and said.
“From now on, your name shall be Alma, a maiden garland with good fortune,” he said.
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So, it was true, I reincarnated.
Since I woke up here that a lot of time has gone by… I think several days…
Only three people come to see me through… and they’re all…
ELVES!
Yeah, the Elves from fantasy media! They were pale-white, with pointy ears, long blonde hair, and green eyes or sometimes blue…
And they were all beautiful.
Even my father looked hot.
Okay, I should keep that for myself.
Yeah, now I got a dad.
He looks like some young prince of fairytales, his face is charming and perfect, his eyes flashing with emerald light, pointy ears, refined and slim body, and always wears a tunic filled with decorations…
I think we are filthy rich based on this.
Hehe… Not bad!
I think I have a brother, or I don’t know what else is this elf kid that comes to see me.
If it weren’t because his voice is a little manly, I would think he’s a girl, but he’s a boy, it seems.
He always looks at me with a smile and touches my nose all the time. The other day he pulled my cheeks and it really hurt!
Seriously, what an annoying little brat! Go annoy someone else!
Ugh, it will be a pain to have this kid as my older brother…
I tried to bite him, but I lack teeth.
Ah… But there’s one saving grace.
I got a mommy elf.
And she’s… perfect!
She looks kind of like Sylphy-chan, but she has short bobby-styled hair, and her eyes are aquamarine instead of emerald.
I am sure as hell she’s my mama because she feeds me delicious warm milk every day through those massive honkers!
Man, I am living the dream!
She’s literally the ideal elf milf! Oof…
I have been blessed indeed.
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Ah, well, for some reason, and because I am an idiot, I didn’t realize it.
Yeah, I should have thought that the lack of a penis meant I wasn’t… a man anymore.
But what do you know? I thought that as a baby I simply had that area dulled out or something, I mean… babies’ penises must be the size of a tiny peanut! How would you want me to think that I could actually sense that I had it?
I really thought I had it, but it was resting, and I simply couldn’t feel it because I wasn’t mature.
But yeah, once they named me Alma and began to put me cute little dresses at the age of one, I realized that… Indeed, I am a girl.
Ah… and an elf girl…
So because of a misunderstanding… Instead of wishing to have Sylphy-chan with me after reincarnating, I will become her.
Gods, why?
What sins have I committed to deserve this fate?!
…Maybe working for an evil organization was a sin.
But not to become a girl!
Where’s my manliness?!
My penis!
Now… I will keep growing up and become more and more cute and feminine… and all the men will be eyeing me.
I mean, it doesn’t take long to see my mother and then see that I might end up like her when I grow up!
I might indeed… become like Sylphy-chan.
No…
I wanted a waifu, but not to BECOME the waifu!
This is fucked up! Stop! Stop the game! I want to be a fat fuck again! Anything but this!
But my little cries of internal help were nowhere to be heard in my little girl’s voice, which I was still learning to say words.
This world is named Yggdrasil or something, and everyone speaks some kind of Ancient Norse language.
It was similar to English, so I slowly learned it more or less.
Actually, my parents are surprised that I am developing so fast! I already learned how to read again, and I can talk pretty fluently at the age of one.
And well… there’s the whole thing of who I am and what is this.
Well, let’s go with a short resume.
First of all, I am a princess. Indeed.
I was born in the Royal Aberon Family, we are the descendants of the Ancient Fairy King that once reigned Alfheim.
Yep, this whole nation is named Alfheim, just like the Realm of Light Elves of Norse Mythology.
And yeah… the world being named Yggdrasil was also kind of a good clue.
Also, my mother brought me out to see the immense forest we live in, our castle is immense and beautiful, stuck right into the enormous… Yggdrasil Branch, a gigantic, gargantuan branch growing from an even bigger tree far away from here.
We reign a large piece of the land, and we are like the supreme sovereign of all other elves, they kneel before us, hah!
Filthy peasants, you better not make the little royal princess angry!
…Okay, enough of this.
There’s another thing to discuss, my parents are pretty overpowered.
There’s a thing named Mana Cores in this world, with ranks that represent the level of magic power, the higher it is, the more overpowered you are.
And my Parents are Rank 6! Which means they’re already experts among experts.
This world is also governed by strength, and our “Kingdom” could also be called something of a “Sect” I guess… Everyone has any expectations of the little Princess Alma, me.
And if I recall correctly… I got some amazing cheats.
I think I got… something about Infinite Mana? And… more talent I think.
The thing is, whenever I can use magic… I should blow everyone away with my infinite mana, hahahaha!
Ugh, but I am still not digging the whole sex change stuff.
Well… maybe after many years I will get used to it.
My brother has grown up a bit, and he’s as annoying as ever. Hopefully, he won’t continue being this annoying. But maybe that’s just wishful thinking.
“Alma, time for your milk~!”
Mama calls me with her sweet voice.
At the very least she still feeds me milk with her massive breasts even after being a year old, how nice of her. I may have the best mother in the world!
But I feel like I am forgetting something…
When I got these Cheats… there was something that happened afterward…
Ugh…
Well, I am feeling sleepy…
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