I'm a loser that writes for a living.
Now that I'm about to kill myself, I can proudly admit that fact.
I was born a loser and now I'm gonna die a loser
So, with much vigor, I decided to jump off a bridge. But when the moment came I got cold feet and decided to not kill myself.
But I still died.....
Turns out being drunk and standing on a very thin railing was not that safe and the fact that I don't know how to swim wasn't helping.
Mission failed successfully, I suppose.
But what's this?
Why are my arms so tiny?
Why can't I stand up?
I have turned into a baby!
Literally.
WAIT.
Why is this world so strangely familiar?
Isn't this world based on a novel I wrote long ago...
I reincarnated as a baby in my novel's world !??
'' Sigh...''
Fuck this shit, I'm out.
