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I've read a lot of reincarnation fanfictions where the protagonist is murdered by Truck-kun and reincarnated into an anime world.

Hell, sometimes I wished that I would get hit by a truck and get reincarnated into another world. It would be much better than living such a boring life.

But why.

Why.

Why did I have to suffer such a stupid death?

I had dreamt of becoming the super cool granddad that always splurges on his grand kids. They would love me more than they loved their own parents!

And when I was meant to die in a hospital, surrounded by my loved ones with my kids telling their own kids "It's okay, Grandpa's going to visit Grandma now, that's all", my final words would have been something along the lines of "I'll see you all in the afterlife!".

Instead, a stupid cat saw me walking down the road and thought to itself 'Today seems like a good day to kick this flower pot off the windowsill. It may hit that rather handsome fellow and kill him but hey, I'm a cat. As long as I roll around and play with the humans, everything will be okay!'

It was an instant death. Well, almost instant death. I felt the impact and lord almighty, did that hurt. I didn't feel any pain after the initial impact but I still feel pretty annoyed at being killed off like some mob character.

So yeah, that was how I died. It wasn't a cliche death but I would honestly prefer that over being murdered by a cat.

I bet that little shit's laughing right now.

Ever since my untimely death, I've been stuck in this place for who knows how long now. When I first got here, I thought I was in hell. The whole place was super cramped and I couldn't move my body, nothing like what Heaven was described as. All I could feel was a tingling sensation all over my body, like a mild case of pins and needles.

I soon realised that I felt that way because my 'body' was still in the process of developing. It took a while but I could soon feel my limbs. Once my arms and legs were fully confirmed, I started bouncing around my confines.

It was when I felt a chord sticking out of my stomach that I realised I was reincarnated. Let me give you a warning right now, it is not a good idea to have a panic attack when you have a semi-developed body. I was forced to accept my new arrangement of sorts or I would have probably overloaded my tiny brain, hence killing myself before being born.

As for the womb, there's not much to say about it. It's dark, wet, and surprisingly comfortable. It's nice and quiet, making it easier for me to be left alone to my thoughts and mentally prepare myself for my new life.

Now my only question is what am I going to do to pass the time?

Uh, sama lamaa duma lamaa you assuming I'm a human what I gotta do to get it through to you I'm superhuman innovative and I'm made of rubber so that anything you say is ricocheting off of me and it'll glue to you I'm devastating, more than ever demonstrating-

...I forgot what comes next.

I CAME IN LIKE A WRECKING BALL!

"I felt the baby kick! It's kicking!"

This little piggy went to beg at the market!

And this little piggy had no home!

And this little piggy became roast pork! And...

I've realised that I'm becoming far too large for this womb. Maybe I'll be born soon? I can't wait to finally get out of here and-

Wait a minute. Why am I feeling so cold?

Where did all the water go-holy shit!

My body suddenly started lurching forward!

Is this what I think this is?

Another lurch forward and my guess was confirmed.

I'm finally about to be born!

How long have I waited for this day!? Actually, don't answer that.

I can see a bright light at the end of the tunnel! I'm going to be free! I want to take the time to thank my father for supplying the sperm cells, my mother for putting up with me for nine months.

Goodbye cramped spaces and hello world!

"AHHHHH!"

Whoa, that kind of scared me. I guess that's my Mum giving birth to me.

I don't even want to begin to imagine how painful it must be to give birth to a baby. Like, a whole baby.

Thank god I'm a guy.

...

Uh, God? I know I didn't pray much before I died, but please tell me I'm still a male.

[X764]

I don't think words can describe how it felt to be aware when you're being born so I'll just skip that part. All I can say is that there was a lot of screaming, cursing and mean words being thrown around the hospital room as I was being conceived.

The moment I was born, I was assaulted by the bright lights and voices all around me. Just existing put me in pain and I could feel my urges kicking in. I may not be a baby in mind but this body was making it hard to act like one. I couldn't stop myself from crying in the end.

"Congratulations, it's a healthy boy!"

Eh? What did he say? I didn't understand a single word of that through my tears. Also, I don't know what language that was.

Ah! That's right! My gender!

I quickly began twisting my body, trying to get a feel of my nether regions. Just a little bit more and...

Fuck yeah! I still have my penis!

I'm a guy!

Thank you God! I'll pray everyday!

Now I'm crying for a whole other reason!

It's a shame I can't see anything, though I guess that makes sense. I just came out of the womb where I had my eyes closed shut for the last year, so it's obvious that my eyesight would take time to work.

I could hear a female voice nearby, her frantic voice asking the doctors for something. Was she my Mum? What am I saying, of course she's my Mum. I really want to see her face but my eyes refuse to budge.

It's a shame, I wanted to see what my new parent would have looked like. I suppose I could wait until my eyesight adjusts then.

My body was quite sensitive at the moment-you know how it is when you're reincarnated-so just moving through the air felt like a roller-coaster ride. Those were the worst 2 seconds of my life, short as it is. Let's never do that again.

My thoughts were cut short when I started to feel really sleepy. I guess all that crying took a lot more energy from me than I thought. I think I'll just close my eyes for a little while and go to sleep...

I am starting at a pair of breasts.

N-now hang on! You didn't let me finish! Of course It'll sound weird if you don't give me time to add the context!

Anyways, I woke up in the arms of a woman with my body turned to face her chest. It was impossible to avoid starting at the breasts in front of me, the bountiful pair of-wait a minute.

Isn't this my mother-OHMYGODWHY!?

Delete! Delete the image from your mind, me! Burn it and scatter the ashes!

And now I'm feeling hungry. All that frantic memory wiping must have taken its toll on my baby body with its baby levels of energy.

"Mmm? Ahgry, fee ma."

Oh right, I can't speak yet. She's just giving me an amused smile. Damn, my mother is beautiful. Short brown hair and green eyes with beautiful features giving me a smile. Strangely, I don't feel any lust for her. Guess it's a baby and mother thing.

I guess there's only one way for me to clearly show that I'm hungry; the universal sign of all babies who want to be fed. I began crying and twisting around in my mothers arms, and she realised almost instantly what I wanted.

Unfortunately, I forgot that newborn babies are usually fed the same thing. Horror dawned on my face when she pulled up her shirt and before I could scream, her breast was shoved in my mouth.

Oh god, I wish I wasn't an adult in the body of a baby. This just feels so wrong. I'm a grown-ass man in the body of a baby, drinking breast milk that tastes...

That tastes...

Tastes...

...

Huh.

Breast milk doesn't taste as bad as I imagined.

Mmm... I slept like a baby...

Huh. That sentence has never felt so ironic before.

Anyways, I've now woken up to find myself inside of a baby crib. My body is wrapped up in a bundle of warm, comfortable blankets with a bunny design, and above me is a crib mobile.

Unfortunately, my body is heavily restricted by said layers of blankets. At least they managed to alleviate the cold a little bit; I could feel the warmth slowly, but surely, warming up my body.

I attempt an escape mission from my blanket-prison, a feat so amazing that future generations will tell their children of me. Stories will be told of this day and songs will be sung in honour of my bravery. Unfortunately, even the greatest of heroes aren't invincible; I could already feel my body tiring as seconds passed by. Damn my baby levels of energy!

Oh, and now there's a dude with blonde hair starting at me with unblinking blue eyes. From the way his body is twitching, it looks like he can barely hold himself back from grabbing me-JESUSLORDCHRISTALMIGHTY.

MUM! HELP ME! HE'S GOING TO EAT ME!

"ANNA! HELP ME! ELIAS IS CRYING AND I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO!"

[X765]

Well, I've finally hit my first year in this world and I still have no idea where the hell I am. It probably has to do with the fact that I have no idea what anybody is saying, I don't know how to read, and I can't just walk up to Mum or Dad and ask them for the current date. I just mumble and grunt like a retard whenever I want something from the two of them.

I haven't left my house yet but all I can see from outside the window is a couple of more houses, a large forest and a couple of mountains nearby. I guess we live in the countryside? There doesn't seem to be anything out of the ordinary yet so I can't make any conclusions, but I have noticed a lack of mobile phones. Maybe technology isn't as advanced here? Or what if I was just reincarnated in the past. I hope not because that would suck, especially when I was hoping for magic to be a thing.

There's also a super rich family living somewhere nearby who my Mum and Dad works for as a maid and chef respectively. It was easy to figure out when Mum and Dad left the house in a maid and chef outfit and ridiculously large chef hat.

As such, I'm always left with a nanny to watch over me while Mum and Dad are working. Miss Jolene used to work for them as well but her old age has made it hard to continue her job. There isn't much for her to do when taking care of me, not when I know better than to force an old woman to overexert herself.

Also, she gives nice hugs. And her cookies are the best.

I finally got to learn my parents names as well. It wasn't easy trying to figure it out when I have the communication skills of a retarded monkey on drugs but I managed somehow. It involved a lot of pointing, mumbling and a little bit of crying and yelling.

My father, William Cross, is a middle-aged man that resembles a bear thanks to the gruff aura he always exudes and his super buffed body figure which is at the peak of manliness; a level that I hope to achieve in the future. He's a pretty cool guy, though he needs to stop trying to flirt with every single girl he walks past.

My mother, Anna Cross, is a young woman who looks more like a frail fairy than a human when standing next to Dad. Her smiles always make me feel like jelly on the inside and she gives the best hugs ever. I swear to god, I'm not lying when I say that I lashed out at Dad for trying to pry me away from Mum during our daily cuddle sessions.

So far, his actions have only served to reduce my affection points for him. Meanwhile, Mum has already broken through the limit and is currently on infinity affection points because screw you Dad, Mum's the best.

And then there's Elias Cross, the child who has far too much energy for his parents to handle. Having inherited his father's hair and eyes, and his mother's delicate features, I have no doubts that he'll grow up to become a bishounen. This is the boy who managed to climb to the top of the cupboard after existing for only four months and defeated the King of the Corner (a Pill Bug) at six months. In case you haven't figured it out, that boy is me.

I love my current life. Really, I do, but if I had one problem, it was that Dad and I were always competing for Mum's attention. I was a baby and felt the need to be near her at all times, so I was covered, but Alex? That man has no excuses, he's a grown ass adult for gods sake.

Yes, I know that I'm technically an adult as well but I can't help it. I crave the attention, revel in it even. I was an orphan in my previous life so all of this attention is a first for me. I'm willing to wrestle both Batman and Superman luchador style in my underwear if it means that I can spend a little more time being pampered by Mum.

I watched from my side of the living room, surrounded by all sorts of toys that would make babies worldwide envy me. However, my attention wasn't focused on any of them. They were focused on Dad who was resting on the couch while Mum placed a pillow behind his head.

Look at him with that goofy smile on his face, so relaxed and happy that I could see the sunshine and rainbows surrounding him.

That should be me.

Unforgivable.

With practised ease, I crawled up the couch and onto the arm rest, watching his peaceful smile as he continued to sleep without a care. No words needed to be said as I bent my knees, willed all the strength I could muster into my legs and leapt, flying through the air with a war cry.

"Haa!" I cried out as I tucked my body into a ball, landing directly onto his stomach.

"Oof!" I cackled as his body lurched forward, the air having been forcefully exhaled from his lungs. I giggled and clapped my hands and did anything I could while moving about in a way to make him feel more uncomfortable.

"Why? Why do you always do this, Eli?" he cried as he lifted me from his stomach, greedily sucking in the oxygen that I robbed from him, "I've had a long day, can't you just give me this one time?" he pleaded. I answered his question with a snort before proceeding to give him a smack to the forehead, eliciting another groan from the tired man.

What's that you say? I'm acting like a child? You must have forgotten the part where I was reborn as a baby.

He looked down at me, his face scrunching up in mild annoyance. "Are you doing this on purpose? I feel like you're doing this on purpose." he groused as he lifted me off his body, sitting me down on his side.

"Dah." I replied with another smack on his face.

Mum chose to walk in at that moment and watched the scene that played out in front of her with a smile, laughing when Dad began to poke me with one hand and ruffle my hair with the other as I fought his arms off.

It was just another normal day in the Cross household.

[X766]

It's been two years since I was reincarnated and I have come to the final conclusion that being a child is the most horrible thing in the world and I want to die again.

What's that you say? I'm overreacting? It can't be that bad? You poor confused baby chickens, let me tell you something about us children. We kids are creatures that stand at the pinnacle of adorableness, along with puppies, kittens and baby weasels.

Do you know what that entails to?

"Eli, where are you? I just want to play!"

It means that we're forced to play dress up.

I stayed as quiet as I could, watching with bated breath from the bushes that I was hiding in. It would have made for an amusing sight if I weren't for the fact that there was nothing amusing about the current situation. Mum walked around the garden, checking every single place I would think of hiding in while holding another one of those accursed outfits in her hands.

I blame my facial features to be honest. I'm not lying at all when I say that I'm one beautiful child (thank you Mum), but just because I inherited her features does not mean that I want to be dressed up like a little doll! I am a boy! I am not a doll, I am not a girl and I am most certainly not a pretty princess!

"There you are!" That was all I heard before I was dragged out of my hiding spot. How does she always manage to find my location!? It doesn't make sense! "Now come with me, we still have thirteen more dresses to try on!"

"No! I don't wanna!" I cried out, swinging my body around like a madman. My response was met with a disturbing giggle.

Seeing as how there's no way for me to escape the death grip on my waist, all I can do now is pray to Ankhseram and steel my nerves. If I was able to watch the entire Conjuring series without flinching once, then I can definitely get through this!

~Five minutes later~

Just kill me... Someone kill me right now...

"You look so adorable! I knew pink frills were the right choice after all!" Mum squealed as she glomped me for the seventh time, not noticing how dead my eyes were at the moment.

I cried mentally as all Mum continued to gush over me and Dad continued taking pictures. My hands were tensed as I gripped the hem of my dress, barely able to hold back the vile curses that I wanted to spew at the world.

I have never felt so much shame in my entire life before, I just want to crawl under a rock and never come out again. Please, I don't care about having a second chance anymore. Rather, just kill me now and free me from this nightmare.

This had better not become a habit in the future; I was clearly reborn in this world with a purpose in mind from a higher being, and not to awaken my hidden trap.

Just as Mum reached for another dress, someone knocked on the door and I had never seen a human being look so excited before. I couldn't understand the strange jumble of words from Mum before she ran off, but I did manage to translate one part.

"Layla-sama is here!"

Layla? Who's Layla?

I heard the front door open before an ear-piercing squeal travelled through the house. Dad and I both held out hands to our ears with a scowl before blinking and looking at each other.

Like father, like son.

"Like father, like son."

Hey, that's what I said! Keep it up old man, you're raking up affection points!

Anyways, my curiosity was piqued when I heard the excited chatter of Mum and whoever was at the door. I got up from my seat and made my way to the hallway, lifting up the hem of my dress so I wouldn't trip. When I got there, I saw mum in the middle of an excited conversation with another woman. She had blonde hair that was neatly tied in a bun and chocolate-brown eyes, and an amazing set of brea-I mean, a nice figure.

And now that I think about it, this lady looks really familiar. Where have I seen her before? And what is that white bundle in her arms?

Our eyes met each other before her own eyes widened in recognition.

"Is this the little Eli you always go on about?" Miss beautiful asked with a soft voice that made me pause for a moment because wow, that is one nice voice. "He's just as handsome as you described!"

Mum looked a little proud when she nodded and Dad looked really smug. Meanwhile, I turned around and walked back to the living room because a beautiful woman just called me handsome and now I'm embarrassed.

"Aww, Is little Eli embarrassed?" Dad snickered and I instantly deducted 100 affection points from him. Let's see how you like them apples!

"He's usually a lot more talkative than this. I suppose he still isn't used to meeting new people yet." I heard Mum explain to the beautiful Onee-san before suddenly gasping. "Oh my! Layla-sama, please come in and make yourself comfortable!"

A twenty second time skip later and we all found ourselves in the living room. Layla-sama was say next to Mum on the couch while Dad was grabbing snacks. Meanwhile, I was sat on Mum's laps with her arms wrapped around my waist, and Layla-sama was not holding anything back.

"Aww~! He's so adorable with his chipmunk cheeks~!"

"Isn't he!?"

I ignored the cheek-poking and glomping in place of the snacks that were on the table. Mum doesn't usually bring out the snacks unless we have a guest so I have to make most of this opportunity.

The two women began to chat while ignoring everything around them, Dad and I included. He just sat there awkwardly before realising that he had no place in their conversation and left. Where did he go? I have no idea, but I was hoping he would take me with him after I had my fill of snacks.

The white bundle in Layla-sama's arms began vibrating like a bomb all of a sudden. The conversation was cut short when the bomb made a couple of weird sounds right after, and I couldn't help but feel worried because this lady just brought a bomb into our home.

"Lucy? What's wrong?"

Why would you name a bomb Lucy? How strange.

Layla-sama cradled the bomb gently, bringing it to her face and whispering something, and I decided that a woman who whispers to a bomb is a crazy woman. Before I could warn Mum about her supposed superior, the bomb actually stopped making the weird sounds.

So bombs can be deactivated by treating them as a baby? What a strange world I live in.

"Aww, how adorable~" Mum cooed when she saw the bomb. I still couldn't see anything because of my height, so I was forced to sit there and listen to two grown women coddle a bomb.

"Elias? Would you like to hold her?" Layla-sama must have noticed my stare because she suddenly offered me to hold the bomb. My eyes widened in panic and before I could turn her down, there was a wrapped-up bomb sitting in my arms.

Wait a minute, this isn't a bomb. This is a baby.

I took one look at her and found myself staring at similar brown eyes and a small tuft of blonde hair. We stared at each other for a while until she suddenly began to giggle. Aww... What an adorable little baby.

Who was the idiot that said it was a bomb? Actually, don't answer that.

The little baby reached out towards me and grabbed my collar, and I made a strange sound between a cry and cheer as my mouth stretched into a goofy grin.

For the next couple of minutes, I was occupied with the ball of sugar in my arms who was currently playing with my hair. Of course you can touch my hair, no need to hold back. I dangled my hair above Lucy and shook my head around, getting another giggle out of her.

I tuned out whatever the two women were saying after that but I managed to pick up on a couple of words, such as "nine months old", "magic", and...

"-inherit the Heartfilia Konzern but-"

Heartfilia? Wasn't that the surname of the protagonist from Fairy Tail? If I remember right, her name was Lucy Heartfilia-

I froze.

Blonde hair and brown eyes. Heartfilia Konzern. Layla Heartfilia.

...

I am currently holding Lucy Heartfilia, the protagonist from Fairy Tail, aren't I?

...

I'm in the world of Fairy Tail.

...

"Fuck."

A gasp.

Lucy scrunched up her face, seemingly in deep thought, and opened her mouth.

"Fak."

Another gasp.

I laid on my bed, staring at the ceiling with a blank gaze. Mum and Dad were currently asleep but I couldn't find it in me to fall asleep with them. My mind was far too busy trying to make sense of what I found out today.

So.

I am currently in the Fiore Kingdom.

I have been reincarnated in the Fairy Tail universe.

My name is Elias Cross, son of William and Anna Cross, and I held the protagonist of Fairy Tail in my hands an hour ago.

Yes, that sounds about right.

...

Sounds about right my ass! This makes no fucking sense! No. Deep breaths. Don't panic, that's the last thing I want to do. I brought my irregular breathing back to normal as I tried to think about the situation.

Alright, so I'm currently in the Fiore Kingdom before the events of canon have begun. I remember everything that happened during the Grand Magic Games up until the end of the series, but everything before that can only be remembered in small pieces.

Damn, I would have re-watched the entire series if I knew I would end up reincarnated into this world.

Moving on, I've been reincarnated right next to the future protagonist of the series: Lucy Heartfilia. I've already made my mark on canon, no matter how small it was, thanks to the Butterfly Effect. I have no doubt that my meeting with her has already created a series of events that will occur in the far future. What kind of events? I have no idea. Blame the Butterfly Effect for that.

I also won't be finding myself leaving before I can make a bigger impact on Lucy, seeing as how I'm just a three year old boy. That means I'll probably be around Lucy a lot in the future, especially after today. Just as Layla-sama was about to leave, I overheard her talking with Mum about having me become Lucy's personal aide; someone that she can rely on for support whenever she needs it. Apparently, I'm perfect for the role thanks to our close ages and her having taken a liking to me.

At first, I wanted nothing to do with her. After all, she's going to end up finding herself in the centre of all the future trouble that I'm trying to avoid. However, the more I thought about it, the more I realised that I'm most likely going to find myself right next to her if things continue as they are.

But thinking about this more clearly, doesn't this mean I could learn magic too? Lucy had to have learnt from someone, and it couldn't have been her mother who was said to have a weak body. I also remember she gave up her three keys to Grammi, Zoldeo and one of her maids; I think her name was Zetto? Setto? Or was it Petto?

Regardless, I can learn magic if I stay here. That would definitely help me prepare against everything that happens in the future. The Grand Magic Games, Tartarus, Avatar, Alvarez and Acnologia. It also helps that Fairy Tail will end up winning thanks to their plot armour. That would mean my best chance of staying alive would be to stick with Fairy Tail who will always come out on top.

...

No, that line of thinking won't work anymore. Plot armour only exists in stories, and this is anything but a story. Who's to say that Acnologia doesn't end up destroying the world? Or that Zeref doesn't succeed with his plan of restarting the entire world? Running away to another country or hiding from the future events won't be of much help if the entire world is destroyed in the process.

As much as I hate to admit it, I can't rely on the events that occurred in the series anymore.

So to conclude, my future plans will be to:

1) Learn magic.

2) Join Fairy Tail.

3) Use my knowledge to survive.

It shouldn't be too hard if I can predict the future to a certain extent thanks to watching the series.

Now I can only hope it's as easy as it sounds.

And that's chapter 1.

In regard to the protagonist's current appearance, just imagine a young Proto Arthur. That's the most similar appearance I can think of for Elias.

And as promised, he will be using Take-Over magic in the future. Which type of Take-Over exactly? I can't tell you that, now can I? You'll have to wait and see. The only clue I can give you is that it is kind of related to the name of the story.

As for his relationship with Lucy, it will not be a pairing. It will be more of a sibling kind of relationship at best. In terms of actual pairings, I don't really know. Most of you will probably want Mirajane or Erza because of similar age and whatnot but I'm not sure if I want to include a pairing. I might change my mind in the future but for now, no pairings.

Also, do expect some changes to canon here and there. After all, canon was declared defunct the moment Elias was born thanks to the Butterfly Effect. Most changes will be small but there might be some big changes as well.

Elias will join Fairy Tail at the same time as Lucy, so the start of canon. Until then, you'll all have to sit still and be patient.

With that said, don't hesitate to leave your thoughts in the review section and I hope you all enjoyed this chapter.