I lived a decent life. I had loving parents. I had married my childhood friend and had kids. I died a normal death. Yet, why am I a baby? I have not lived the cliche life of a protagonist of a reincarnation novel. I didn't even get to see the void nor a god. Well, at least I get another chance at life. Look out world here I come! Well, at least when I grow up.

I am a new writer. I hope that you (the reader) will give constructive criticism. I will try not to use a lot of cliche but I will mention some and make fun of (depend on who you are if you find it funny or make sense to you) some regular cliche.