Dimension Breaker: Being The Weakest In The World

Chapter 1: In Another World

Kirisaki Shoku opened his eyes, only to find himself staring back at a wooden ceiling. He blinked to confirm his sight, and the brown ceiling remains unchanged. He felt rather weird with his body, as if it had gotten smaller.

A cacophony of noises were heard around him. He opened his mouth and tried to speak, but instead...

"Ngu~"

He was a baby.

W-What the heck is going on?!! He thought in his mind as he gazed around.

He was located in a crib, made out of wood and soft pillows. In front of his eyes was a woman with golden orbs and black, long hair was staring back at him with a delighted expression. She uttered some words he didn't understand to someone nearby, ushering that person to hurry over.

He moved his head a little and saw it was an old lady, most probably the baby's - or his - grandmother. She walked over slowly to the crib and glanced at Shoku. She gave a kind grin and extended her wrinkled hand to stroke his forehead, and he let her do so.

".... ! .... , ......." the young lady, presumely his mother, spoke excitedly to his grandmother, who returned her words which sounded like congratulations.

Eh... what happened?" He stared at the ceiling from his crib. If I last remember, I was falling through the crack and everything went black. Ah... Akari....

As he thought of his childhood friend whom he failed to safe, he started crying. But in the body of the baby, it looked as if he was going to burst into tears. Seeing this, the lady from before immediately picked him up gently from the crib and cradled him lovingly in her arms. She sung a soft melody to put him to sleep.

As if enchanted by a spell, his eyelids grew heavier and heavier. His crying ceased completely as he fell asleep, snoring softly in her arms. The old lady walked towards him and gave him a kiss on the forehead before the young lady put him back into the crib with teary eyes.

"Sigh... this child..." the old lady spoke sadly as placed a hand on the young lady's shoulder, shaking her head slowly. "I really pity him... with his father gone... and all left is his mother..."

"Mom..." the young lady grasped the old lady's hand gently as tears began to fall from her face.

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"Mwa~" the three year old Shoku opened his mouth, accepting food fed from his mother.

"Here you go~" she smiled as she gave him a mouthful of porridge. "Does it taste good?"

"Mm~ Mother's cooking is great!" He exclaimed while giving her a thumbs up.

"Yay!! That makes me happy!" She cheered with joy and called out to his grandmother. "Mom!! Did you hear that? Shoku called my good tasty!!"

"Hai, hai," the old lady called from outside while silently chuckling at her daughter's reaction.

Kirisaki Shoku, now 3 years old, is peacefully living with his mother and grandmother from the other world. They live together in a small part of the town where not many people would gather, unlike the town center.

After a few months since his 'rebirth', he finally started to accept the fact that this was not a dream and he could no longer return to his previous world. Just the thought of losing his family and friends, especially Akari, was painful and would cause him to tear up everytime. But now, he has learnt to let go and focus on living his life to the fullest, even without people dear to him.

Through his 3 years, he had been secretly studying and learning as much as possible about the otherworld through his mother's storytelling. Also, he sneaked out of bed to read the books stocked on the shelves to gain knowledge in midnight. By the time he was 3, he already knew how to read and write the other world's language. Of course, he could finally communicate and understand what his mother was speaking.