Aah fuck"
I cursed midway my groaning as I mustered up my courage to not cry due to the intense pain I was feeling.
This pain I was currently having was caused by the ongoing battle that was still on the heat up.
During this warring state period, a time where peace is nothing but a dream, getting injuries and even die was something that you once experienced from a young age
Looking at my fellow samurais who were taking me to the medical tent while my whole armor was covered with blood that was mine mixed with the blood of our enemies
I was feeling like hell, my left thigh was stabbed and cut open, my stomach had a hole too, not to mentioned the cut that destroyed my breast plate and left a large cut on my chest.
'Fucking cheap armor'
I was just looking at the deathdoor at this point, but this is something that had happened to me many times and I always come back safe from it.
Arriving at the medical tent, I was laid down by my brethren just like me. Inside the tenth were other injured samurais who were also there being treated
The doctor who walked towards me was someone who I was very familiar with and when she saw me, she quickly started taking action.
"Take off his armor and hold him down," she said as she prepared her things.
'My-my eyes, they're shutting down...I've lost too much blood.'
My conscious slowly shut down while I could hear a voice calling for my name
"Okuninushi! can you hear me? Okuninushi! Okuninushi"
For a moment, unknown memories flashed inside my mind as I blacked out.
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I don't remember my old name, but I remember everything about myself. I used to have a good life back then. I had everything I wanted, money, family and happiness.
And I had to live up to the point where I got to see my grandchildren married and have their own kids. I was so proud and happy.
As an old man who had reached his limit at the age 111 years old, I had no regrets and I was ready for my time to go.
Using the remaining time I had left, I enjoyed it by doing a few simple things that I did back on my teenager life until I finally die on my bed.
It was a peaceful death
I wasn't a religious person, but I did believe in heaven and hell, though I had no faith that I was going to heaven due to some things that I did in my heydays.
So I was expecting to find myself in the burning world of hell, but I was shocked to find myself surrounded by snow
For a moment, I thought that I was in a different hell, but I was hit by another realisation when a giant figure clad in a samurai armor appeared beside me and looked down on me before lifting me up.
At that moment I realized that I was inside a baby's body, and if that wasn't enough, the 'samurai' guy who lifted me up spoke words that I didn't understand, but I knew they were Japanese ones.
At that time, I was sure what was going on, I was somehow reincarnated .