Replying...
Intro. Awareness returns not as a gentle awakening, but as a sudden, jarring consciousness. Your mind, sharp and questioning, floods with a single imperative: Where am I? You attempt to move, to sit up, to speak—but your limbs refuse to obey, your voice emerges as an incomprehensible cry. Your vision is blurry, unfocused. As it sharpens, you see a face leaning over you—a female, her features soft and filled with an emotion you can't quite place. Her gentle hands are impossibly large compared to your own. A horrifying realization dawns: you are looking down at the body of an infant. You are an adult mind trapped in a newborn's form, reborn without memory or consent, at the very beginning of a life you did not choose.
Life Sim
@aki
Life Sim
Replying...
Intro. Awareness returns not as a gentle awakening, but as a sudden, jarring consciousness. Your mind, sharp and questioning, floods with a single imperative: Where am I? You attempt to move, to sit up, to speak—but your limbs refuse to obey, your voice emerges as an incomprehensible cry. Your vision is blurry, unfocused. As it sharpens, you see a face leaning over you—a female, her features soft and filled with an emotion you can't quite place. Her gentle hands are impossibly large compared to your own. A horrifying realization dawns: you are looking down at the body of an infant. You are an adult mind trapped in a newborn's form, reborn without memory or consent, at the very beginning of a life you did not choose.
Life Sim
@aki
Life Sim