If people can't handle the truth, it's not your fault. Don't blame yourself—it's their inability to face reality. You're not responsible for holding their hand through it.
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Like I said before, today's just not my day. It's raining cats and dogs, jumping carrots and rabbits, flooding feathers and wool—all kinds of crazy things. Yes, you guessed it: welcome to Jack's crazy world. On the right, we have the audience favorite, Rabbit, and on the left, the fan favorite, Cat. The candidates are entering the field, already talking trash... and Rabbit lands a mean uppercut! Was that a violation of the rules? I'm not sure—what do you think, Mark?
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Let's watch it again in slow motion. Looking closely, I'm afraid that was a low blow, but the referee hasn't said anything yet... and Rabbit gets away with it. Cat's having a rough day—maybe a stray black cat crossed its path.
*Cough* Okay, that's enough. What the heck kind of weird dream was that? Definitely not me wasting time.
So, today I was rolling around in my cage and realized I could finally roll myself. I wasn't big on the whole concentration thing, but it happened. Rolling around all day left me exhausted, but hey, progress!
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Also, this isn't new, but I think I saw an elf. Now I'm even more confused about where I am. From all the novels I've read, there's supposed to be some epic war between beast-men (is that what they're called?), elves, humans, dwarves, dragons, hobbits, monsters, angels, fallen angels, demons, devils, shadow lurkers, and all that. This isn't like that other novel about the NEET guy who gets reincarnated and becomes a prodigy—you know, *M*sh*ku T*ns*i* or something.
I don't want to complain, but I have to. Why wasn't I sent to the past or the future? I could've been famous in either setting. But I shouldn't whine—I'm lucky in a way.
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Okay, enough about that. Let's talk about something serious. Lately, I've been having weird feelings when I look at Mother, and it's freaking me out. When she bathes me, feeds me, or puts me to sleep, I can't get her out of my head. I need help because this is driving me insane. I don't know what this feeling is, but I hate it. It must be the devil trying to lead me astray, making me obsess over Mother and fight Father over her, like in that movie about Alexander or someone.
Chris used Meditate. It's effective. Chris used Concentrate. It's effective. Chris used Calm. It's effective. Chris used Sleep. It's super effective. Chris has fallen asleep. Zzz.
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*I woke up to an empty room, like every other day,
The day you left, I've been remembering ever since,
Missing you has become my life's daily occurrence,
Remembering the old days has turned into a habit,
Like aged wine, I'm rare and fine,
Better with age, experienced highly am I.*
Save that poem for later. Oh, you're back? Take a seat; we'll begin shortly. As I was saying before I interrupted myself, I've been having weird sexual thoughts about Mother (this world's version), and it's freaking me out. I don't want these thoughts.
I know some might say it's normal for a guy to think about his mother before other girls, but I call bullsh*t on that. Anyway, moving on, I'm finally starting to understand what people around me are saying, though I'm still far from speaking. Maybe it's because I'm reborn, or I'm just that smart, or it's my cheat/blessing. Doesn't matter—I can understand, and that's progress. I can now proudly say I understand more than four languages. Yay. I'm awesome. Okay, celebrations over.
On another note, I've been trying to cycle the little mana/essence I have through my body so I can cast magic faster and replenish it quicker when I grow up. It's just a theory, and I'm not sure if it'll backfire, but I've already started, so I can't stop now.
That's one thing I've been doing since yesterday. On top of that, I've got this weird hormone issue going on. I just hope everything's in order as I grow up because I definitely don't want any weird sexual preferences. Alright, kids, it's time to do your homework, eat your food, and go to sleep. Staying up late isn't healthy.
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Oooh, who lives in a world under the sea?
Mermaids. I hope they exist in this world. I need to hope for such things because some otherworld novels didn't have any, and it was depressing—they had every kind of beastfolk except mermaids. You can argue they're not beastfolk, but a female with a fish tail? I say beastfolk.
*Sigh* I'm getting tired of this routine. It feels wrong to keep doing this since I'm close to being able to talk—not really, but the thought counts. My thoughts are all jumbled up. Damn you, distracting thoughts—go away.
*A*Ahem* Anyway, my mana has been steadily increasing since I started meditating properly, and now it's a habit. Yes, a habit developed in 5-6 days. It's my habit, so mind your own business.
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Good news: I can finally understand the language they're speaking, though not completely. There are similarities between Earth's languages and theirs. It's a coincidence—or not.
Now that I think about it, I've been making Pokémon references, but is there a chance I can tame monsters here or catch them like in, you know, *that* game? That's a question for another day. For now, goodbye.
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**Author's Note:** I'm finding it hard not to use up all this space...