Aadi presses the button, and the wheel spins furiously, finally halting on Maya's name.
As realization dawns, their gazes lock in mutual disbelief. Maya breaks the silence, her voice steady yet tinged with vulnerability. "It seems fate has chosen me. You and I share unique existences and souls—it is only fitting that we are soulmates. There is no third person like us, okay?"
Aadi remains stunned for a moment before his lips curl into a heartfelt smile. "Okay, Maya. I'm happy to be with you."
Her composure falters as surprise and happiness flood her expression. "You accept this so easily?" she murmurs, before quickly recovering. "Well then… okay, okay. Let's end this topic here. You will be reincarnated as a baby. Don't worry—your system will activate at the same time, so energy won't be an issue. Now, you must choose your appearance."
Aadi chuckles softly at her adorable flustered demeanor. With careful deliberation, he selects silver as his hair color and sky blue for his eyes, complemented by a toned physique resembling that of an elite swimmer. He observes his transformed appearance and nods. "I'm ready, Maya. I've finalized everything."
Maya regards him warmly, noting the uncanny resemblance between his chosen features and her own. "You look striking, Aadi… similar to me. It suits you."
Her tone shifts as she continues, "In this life, you will be an orphan again—a half-American, half-Indian boy adopted by May Parker from a Midtown orphanage. Your memories of this time will be sealed."
Aadi's heart sinks at the prospect of being an orphan once more, the weight of loneliness pressing against him. Maya notices his sadness and pulls him into a comforting embrace. "Don't be disheartened," she whispers gently. "I will come to you. Wait for me. You won't fall for anyone else because of our bond. When you see me for the first time, you will love me as deeply as I love you. Trust me—the Parker family will be crucial for your growth. Goodbye, Aadi."
Seizing the moment, Aadi leans in and kisses her tenderly, pouring all his gratitude and affection into the embrace. Maya hesitates briefly before letting him go, her cheeks flushed. With a flick of her hand, she opens a glowing wormhole. As Aadi steps toward it, he glances back. "I'll wait for you, Maya."
Her voice trembles with emotion as she replies, "We will meet again, Aadi."
As Aadi vanishes into the wormhole, Maya lingers in the silent room, her hands covering her face in a shy gesture. For the first time in her immortal existence, Maya feels the stirrings of love—a sentiment she had never believed possible.
Unbeknownst to her, the Omniverse watches in quiet joy, his daughter's happiness filling him with pride. "My child has found love," he muses. "And this boy… he has a pure heart. I shall grant him my blessing and upgrade his system."
While Aadi's soul traverses dimensions, his system displays a message:
Host has been blessed by the Will of the Omniverse. Perks granted:
Godly Being
Growth x100 (Locked).]
[By the Will of the Omniverse, the system is upgrading. Upgrade time: 3 years. System will go offline in 30 minutes.]
Aadi quickly asks, "Can I open the newbie gift pack before the system shuts down?"
[Host, would you like to open the newbie gift pack?]
With no hesitation, Aadi responds, "Yes."
The system flashes a prompt:
[Congratulations, Host! You have obtained the Golden Superman Template bloodline with infinite potential and all abilities. Would you like to merge all perks and bloodlines into your body?]
"Yes," he declares firmly.
Pain sears through his body as the process begins. Minutes later, unconsciousness claims him.
Twenty-nine minutes pass, and the system declares:
[The host system will now go offline for three years. Please take care.
Two hours later, Aadi awakens in his reincarnated form—but finds himself unable to move or speak. His attempt at communication results in a baby-like cry, "Wah ooo."
Thoughts race through his mind: I've been reincarnated!I'm trapped in a baby's body!Where am I?
Suddenly, the door before him swings open, and a middle-aged woman enters the room. Her gaze falls on Aadi, cradled in a blanket. She scans the area and sighs, scooping him up. "Who could abandon such an adorable child at the orphanage?" she murmurs. Glancing at the note left beside him, she reads aloud, "'His name is Aadi.' Hmm, he's likely Indian… but he looks American."
She holds him close. "No matter. Let's get you inside before you catch a cold."
As Aadi is carried indoors, he feels a mix of sadness and anticipation. Though he may not remember Maya now, her promise echoes faintly in his soul: Wait for me, Aadi.