Cameraman Never Dies

The reincarnated kid opened his eyes to see his new world, but all he got was a dark room, the bright lights were all gone, replaced by a dim, blue moonlight coming in through the window, like a creepy moonlight that plans to hit your eyes right when you decide to sleep. It was dim due to the curtains, but he could still see his surroundings, he tried to get up, but then realized he was just a newborn.

The baby looked around, the room had a Victorian era aesthetic. The first thing he noticed was the enormous brass chandelier above him, it held gray stones which were inside a curved brass holding.

He looked to the side there was a portrait of a beautiful, blue-haired lady, he instantly recognized the person in the portrait. It was his mother, his heart started to beat faster and tears started to swell as he realized that he had gotten back together with his family. "Yup, this is my life now. Crying because I miss my mom. Crying because I found my mom. Crying because... I don't know, I'm a baby!"

He looked at the other portraits present, there was one of a man with red hair, it was his father, 'both of them look just like before', he thought. But the next frame caught him off guard, it was a picture of his family, his mother was sitting on a chair, while his father was standing next to her. His problem was with the two children standing in between them, a girl and a boy.

The girls had red hair while the boy had blue, life never stopped giving him plot twists, they were clearly his siblings, "Since, when did I agree to share parents?". He was never going to share his precious parents with anyone, 'Alright' He decided 'I should only trust my parents and no one else, and certainly not Seo Jun 2.0'.

His drift of thoughts was interrupted when a gust of wind blew through the open window, letting more light in. His eyes lit in disbelief as he saw the chandelier again, it was not brass, but gold. How rich was his family? He wondered if he could crawl on a pile of cash soon.

He decided to sleep, but sleep had other plans, it went out for a little trip that would then turn into a father's quest to find the perfect milk. And just when he thought of just closing his eyes until he could sleep, he noticed his mom - his mom! - was sleeping next to him, talk about co-op with your best bud, that's when you know you are gonna enjoy it.

Soon, morning came, and though he did not get enough sleep, his head was very clear. His throat was as dry as the Sahara and needed some water, he did what any clear-headed person would do, he cried. Of course, what did you expect of a baby? Text?

After filling his empty belly, he had enough strength to plan for world domination, well... as soon as he figured out how to roll over. He decided to try out his newfound skills. He could only try one while he was a baby, it was enhanced cognition, because going to another dimension or writing up an acting contract are not exactly expected of newborn children.

He decided to activate it and did not notice any change, he was surprised, since he should be seeing everything in slow motion, he thought deeply as to what went wrong, did it not fully activate? did he need a ritual or something? Did the deity just scam him? 'I knew it, I shouldn't have trusted anybody'. He would given a 1-star on Yelp if he had a mobile... and internet.

He soon found out what went wrong, nothing was moving in front of his eyes for him to see it in slow motion. "Of course, you idiot, how's anything supposed to go slow-mo if everyone's just standing around?!" Clearly, his base cognitive skills needed a tune-up.

He looked over to see his mother knitting something, he could see faint ether particles around whatever she was making. He activated his enhanced cognition again, and this time, it activated without flaw. His mother's knitting turned slow, like it was a TV ad for extreme knitting, even her getting up from the seat was slow, even her growing slowly in size. Wait... Growing in size?

Oh wait she was just coming near him, what a relief, the last thing he wanted was for his mother to be a giant. she grabbed him in his arms and spoke in a foreign tongue. It was not an exaggeration to say that he understood nothing, but he was still happy to see his mother, so he gave her the biggest smile he could muster.

It was quite the task, but it was all worth it to see his mother's happy smile, one that he hadn't seen for so long. His mother spoke something in a foreign language again, but not to him but to someone outside the big, wooden ornate door with patterns made of gold, that he failed to notice the previous night, soon some maids came in and one took him in her arms.

The maids wore red clothes with a light golden bodice, they wore a white apron without a speck of dirt or any other spots. Their hair was tied up to make a braided bun hairstyle. And he found something shocking on their head, behind the headwear, they had two symmetrical horns, though they were small. "Halloween?" He thought "Don't think so" the setting was too formal.

"Hey what are you doing," He was getting angry at the maid for taking him away from his mother and could not think much of the horns, "Give me back to mother this instance." That was what he wanted to say, but all he heard was a child cry. The child being him, obviously.

He heard one of the maids say something to his mother and everyone in the room chuckled. He looked around to see that he was being taken to a small tub of water, the maid took off all his baby clothes and dipped him in the water to bathe him, he felt as if he was being baptized for a crime he didn't commit, though he was an unknown criminal in his previous life. If only there was someone to record his glorious life.

After a thorough cleaning, man the maids didn't leave a single spot, he was put into his new baby clothes. He felt like a baby that was being taken care of, wait! He was a baby that was being taken care of.

His mother held him up in her arms and hugged him, she was still saying something but he could not understand, that when his dumb brain began functioning and thought of the enhanced cognition that the deity gifted him.

He turned on the enhanced cognition and waited for them to speak, but he understood nothing, "I really hope this language barrier isn't permanent." And they all went silent, "Nice timing, world."

His mother took him in her arms and decided to breastfeed, but as a grown man, he had to reject it, but that is, if was a grown man of course. He was a baby now, so he took it without much thought.

He slipped into sleep as if his previous sleepless night was catching up, he deactivated his enhanced cognition, and soon heard a light chatter as he fell into sleep, wondering if they were silent till now on purpose.

[A dramatic sleep later]1

He woke up to an annoying scene, a red haired wench was rubbing her cheeks against his. The wench being his one and only sister that he decided not to trust, and also his untrustworthy, blue haired brother was standing beside her.

Like a professional baby self-defense instructor, he let out a cry, and immediately turned on his enhanced cognition to understand at least something from a conversation that he was not so sure of occurring.

His mother said something to the girl, as he expected, he understood nothing, and he was not proud of it either. But he heard just one thing clearly, 'Amber'. He instantly understood that it was her name.

His mother called another name, 'Liam'. The blue haired boy came near him and started to caress his hair... Hair? How come a newborn has hair, his thoughts instantly went to the maids with horns.

He could draw many conclusions, and two of them stood out. One was that, in the world he was born in, children in this world are normally born with hair and the maids are a separate species serving under his family.

His second conclusion was that they were not human, but another species where children are born with hair. This one sounded less plausible since his mother and sibling did not have horns, while he was not very thrilled with the idea of being another species, he couldn't hide his curiosity.

That thought ended in seconds with his supercomputer brain, and with nothing else to do... he started to cry. His mother came to him while talking to Liam, who took his caressing hand away and walked towards the door after nodding.

His mother took him in her arms again and started to speak in a loving voice, though again, he understood nothing. He activated his cognition skill to grasp at least something of whatever she was saying, and he heard one thing - Judge, his name.