I was reborn into a fantasy world.
Now at nine years old, I sat by the stream, diligently scrubbing pieces of Wild Hog intestines. Wild Hogs were monsters that resembled boars, and their elastic intestines were commonly used as contraceptives in this world.
As I pulled at a piece of intestine, a murky, watery fluid trickled over my hands. My lips naturally curled in disgust.
"Ah. I'm going to lose my mind."
Here I was, in a fantasy world.
Reborn as the son of a prostitute.
This can't be me.
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