[x]Sleep and dream of your past life. Maybe you were someone important, maybe not.
1d100=30
[x]Train motor skills. The sooner you regain your physical independence the better.
1d100=64
You sleep and dream, of a life that ended a long time ago.
As you enter on the house you can't help but feel disgusted by the scent of rotting corpse, still you progress inwards the house. You draw your pistol and light the flashlight, slowly walking forwards.
You received a call earlier that a murder happened in this abandoned building earlier and was sent to investigate. Though the smell doesn't match with 'earlier', the fact that a murder happened here is probably spot on. As you turn to another door you notice your partner is nowhere in sight.
"[ ], are you there?" You say on the radio, receiving only static as an answer. "[ ] answer me. I thought you were watching my back! Do you copy?"
Nothing but static.
You were about to turn back and look out for your partner when you heard a noise coming on the next room. Taking a deep breath you aim your pistol and slowly creep forwards. The vision that greeted you was almost surreal.
You partner was sprawled on the ground, a pool of blood under him, and a blood stained woman was busy eating away his throat.
You freeze in place, not really understanding what happened.
How did you missed this? There was no sound, no indication, nothing
that would hint about this impossible turn of events. Your partner wasn't out of your sight for more than a whole minute damn it!
The woman suddenly turned her head towards you, and slowly started to stand up.
You tried to yell to her to freeze in place, but just as you took in her pale features, she suddenly moved far too fast for you to keep up. By some miracle you managed to fire a single shot, hitting her squarely on the head. You didn't had the time to ponder how she keep advancing as you felt your neck being bitten, a large spray of blood coming out of your wound just as the woman keep trying to scratch at you and bite you.
Without understanding anything, you felt light headed, and soon darkness followed.
This was the most useful and clear dream you had yet, and if it weren't for the phantom pain that of the attack that followed you for a whole day, you would dismiss it as just something you saw on the television. Other dreams were much less coherent for you to understand, or were simple glimpses of a mundane life.
Your attempt at regaining your physical independence fared relatively better on the other hand.
On those first three months of your life you started with initial attempts at crawling with varying degrees of success since your body was still weak. Still, at the end of your first trimester you could move around on the crib easily, and can crawl around for a while. Your mother Kamiyo Mitsuki is almost always with you to help, while your father is away for long periods of time.
Past Life: Your memories of your past life. The higher the rank, the greater the clarity of the visions and degree of influence you held in the past.
- F -: At this rank you can only get quick glimpses of your past life at best. Your past life led a mundane life, though meet an unusual death.
Master of My Own Body: Baby skill. Your general body coordination ability, such as walking, running, reflexes, etc.
- E: At this rank you are average for someone of your age. Not prodigious, but not slow either.
How do you spend the next three months?
[ ]Sleep and dream of your past life. Maybe you were someone important, maybe not.
[ ]Train motor skills. The sooner you regain your physical independence the better.
[ ]Train mental skills. Your adult mind is a reflection of your old soul, but your infant brain still needs stimulation.
[ ]Write In.