"Push!"
Within a glamorous household, a midwife encouraged the sweating soon-to-be mother. The latter was sweating furiously, the bedsheet stained with her sweat. However, the pain couldn't act as a deterrence to her determination, and with a mighty push, a baby was perfectly delivered.
"Madam, it's a boy!"
"A boy?!"
A man barged in like a insatiable demon, his eyes bulged out. He is tall and strong, but the sight of his exhausted wife turn him into nothing but a concerned husband.
"Quiet, Regner! You'll disturb the baby!" The now-mother, exhausted and pale, lightly scolded the man. Yet one could see the warmth and love in her eyes.
"Sorry." The man sheepishly toned down his rough voice and slowly but cautiously strode towards the midwife.
The midwife carefully caressed the bloodied, wrinkled baby and wrapped the baby boy in a soft fabric. Although she was a third party, the warmth between these two contrasting individuals was evident, affecting her mood to the better.
Regner watched as the baby that is his son was gently delivered to his wife, and his eyes held an indescribable amount of emotions. Perhaps this is what every loving father felt when they witnessed this gorgeous sight.
As he gently sat beside his wife, he looked at the wrinkled baby that is his son. There was a tiny mop of ebony on the baby's head, inheriting his wife's hair.
"Look Regnar, his nose is so similar to yours, tall and firm," Lenissia smiled beautifully as she caressed the baby's head.
Regner desperately tried to hold back his tears as he inferred, "His jawline is graceful, yet his chin is strong. My son... He will grow up to be very handsome!"
However, as the couple was immersed in their joyous moment, unbeknownst to them, the baby was not at all a normal baby.
"?"
Within the consciousness of the baby boy, a will stayed silent, clearly dumbfounded.
Where am I? Why am I being held like a little cap? And why are they so big?!
"Wait, it's not that they're big. I am just too small?"
Realizing this, he became even more dumbstruck. He was so dumbfounded that he forgot to move, which incite the worry of his parents.
"Honey, why is the baby so... Stiff? He did not cry at all," Lenissia asked worriedly as she gently caressed the boy's head. She even lower her dress to feed the baby, but the baby remained unmoved. He didn't even open his eyes.
Regner remained composed outside, but his heart was so anxious that he became stiff. He could only offer some words, not understanding how a baby act when it was born, "P-Perhaps he need some time to adjust?"
"What adjust? Regner, he's a newly born baby! What he could possibly do other than move his hands for a bit!?" By now, Lenissia became even more anxious.
Just as they were about to get a panic attack, the baby suddenly opened his eyes, revealing a pair of dark red gems, as gentle yet as ferocious as Regner's. The new parents froze as they looked at the baby, who giggled and smile as soon as he opened his eyes.
Then, he sucked a couple of times before he fell asleep again.
"R-Regner... He giggled!"
"Yes! Yes!"
As Lenissia was ecstatic about this discovery, Regner could only nod like a pecking chicken. In the Kingdom of Woshtern, it was usual for a baby to cry when they were born, but there were some cases when a baby was born with inherent wisdom, where they would not cry, but instead they would curiously observed their surrounding.
In the end, the couple, with the baby being held by Lenissia's soft arms, trotted out of the room. As for the midwife, she had long left the room. Usually, a mother who just gave birth would have been exhausted, but Lenissia was no ordinary human being, same with Regner.
In the Kingdom of Woshbern, specifically in this world, mankind has long discovered the way to enhance their inherently weak physiques. Of course, they were previously not so weak, but compared to the mighty beasts and monsters, they are no different than ants. So weak and small.
The human physique is a peerless treasure, but its ultimate worth depends on the excavator and the ability to excavate the tressure hidden deep within the human physique.
Every single physique signified an untapped potential. However, every physique is unique, and there has never been the case where two people have the exact same anatomy details. Hence even if the human physique is a peerless treasure, there are bound to be differences.
Even if a clan has the record of their ancestor excavating the human physique, the physique between them and their ancestor is ultimately differ, which is why most clans could never reach the height of their ancestor.
In this case, the baby boy's ability to observe the surrounding, since he reacted as soon as he opened his eyes and caught them in his sight, signified that he has the so-called inherent wisdom, which was exceptionally precious in discovering the path to excavate the physique in the future.
Soon, the couple has arrived before a room. The room was furnished with simple yet elegant furnitures, giving the people a pleasant feeling about it.
Lenissia gently placed the baby on the cradle they had previously prepared. She smiled happily as she interjected, "Now, what would be the perfect name for you, hm?"
"Heins."
Out of a sudden, Regner softly murmured, his red eyes gazing at the baby softly. He has a feeling, like an undeniable push that came from the deepest, untouchable part of his being.
An excavator of the peerless treasure that is the human physique is called a Seeker, and as a Seeker, they rarely doubt the sudden resonance they felt within the depth of their being.
Lenissia widened her eyes and was about to discuss it when she paused and lowered her head. She, too, felt the same thing as her husband. There was something that has resonated with the depth of her being, and it was certainly none other than the name.
"Heins."
She muttered softly. Lenissia looked at Regner, and her husband also looked at her. At the depth of their excavation, at times, words are meaningless. A single glance was all they need.
With a smile, they huddled closer to the cradle and laughed. Various doubts and external matters were all forgotten, focusing solely upon this day that will be remembered as long as they live.
"Welcome to the world, my little Heins."
After a while, the couple finally left the cradle. A baby's resting time is as much as twelve hours a day, so they'll could leave with peace in mind, entrusting a midwife to notice them should the baby wake up.
As soon as the door was closed, the dozing baby shook his head and promptly opened his eyes. There was a light of recognition and intelligent that if showed to his parents, they would definitely be shocked.
Even a light recognition from a baby was enough to be considered as a prodigy, not to mention being fully aware of the surrounding!
The baby, Heins, furrowed his eyebrows inwardly. Even if he tried to express it outward, the baby's extremely weak anatomy couldn't do anything other than moving the eyelids.
Previously, as his parents were fervently discussing, Heins was trying hard to fully understand the situation he found himself in.
After they left and he was given a moment of silence, he finally accepted it.
"Does this count as reincarnation, transmigration, or possession?"
As he wondered aimlessly, Heins began to remember how it all started.
He lived in a modern word, a term to describe an advanced civilization. He was a thriving college student, living in a dorm room. He has decent grades, decent social life, and pretty much decent at everything.
He even remembered how he broke up with his last girlfriend. Weirdly enough, he couldn't remember his name, which somewhat scared him.
Is it even possible to forget his own name?
And the last thing he remembered before he woke up as a baby...
"...I forget."
Two most important things and he forget them all. Heins began to feel doubtful. Maybe he was actually a newborn and someone was trying to possess him only for him to devour the invader's memory?
Or maybe he followed the classic reincarnation line where he died and got transmigrated into a new world? But why did he forget his own name?
As more and more speculations began to appear, Heins found himself lost. But ultimately, there's only one thing that make him certain about his speculations.
There's no doubt that his intelligent has matured, but he was now dwelling in a baby's body. His memory couldn't be fake either.
"Well, there's that."
Heins was about to get carried away again when a thin layer manifested in his eyes. He blinked, considering this as a hallucination. Perhaps his past life liked games so much that he actually hallucinated involuntarily?
Heins took advantage of his superior intellect and found himself surprised as he read through the thin layer.
"... Controllable physique?"