Based on my promise to Mother Maggie, I law low and tried to behave like a normal two years old baby. Yet still, living a normal life seemed impossible for an adult that is trapped in a baby's body.

After my night on top of the water reservoir, most of the nuns who heard my story ignored me, and I was left alone most of the time.

To be candid, I love my loneliness, and I sometimes summoned my only friend for chitchat.

As far as I was made to believe, some souls were turned into light and automated voices, and they must monitor us and then inform us of our tasks. The systems were unfortunate souls like us, trapped in the air, and will remain messengers to the supreme beings.

The system attached to me was the soul of a formal dictator of an African state, and he had been serving as a mediator between the heavenly being and their unfortunate specimen for thousands of years.

And because I am in a lively mood today, I eat my meal earlier and hurried out of sight. And I was laying under