I was walking—actually, scratch that; it was more of a jog. There was a huge snowstorm going on, but that did not matter. What did matter was the destination of the trip: a picklnie sad. Was it cold? Yes. Did I care? No. I wanted a picklnie sad, and this pce served the best one, even if it wasn't very close.

  "Man, it's cold," I said, leaking my thoughts out loud. Whatever, I'll warm up in the store.

  When I arrived at the store, I found it was not open (for those of you cking brainpower, it's closed). As I fell to my knees, my butt nded on my heels, which in turn nded on my wallet, which hurt quite a bit, but it was not bad. I got up after what felt like an eternity and raised my arms to the side a bit. I walked away, hoping that this storm would st only a bit longer, not a few days. Canada really gets cold this time of year, but not usually this cold. After all, it's leap year day in February. Spring was next month. Why do we get snowstorms now?

  I was getting really cold, so I decided to take a small rest under a bus stop to activate a hand warmer, only to find I did not have one. I checked my pockets again—no hand warmer. It is really cold, isn't it?

  All of a sudden, I got really drowsy. I should take a short nap. It won't hurt. It did, in fact, hurt me. Bad enough that it got me killed. I woke up with a gasp to find a rge sword stabbed through my chest—a katana, to be exact. I stared at the tip I saw through my chest and checked the blood with my index and middle fingers before losing consciousness.I woke up all of a sudden in a red space filled with liquid. I looked around and found myself to be much smaller, and some kind of cord was attached to my stomach. I was in the form of a baby. I patted around my body and found a pair of gray wings attached to my back. What kind of evolution would you need to undergo, in what kind of habitat, to evolve wings? I'm not a scientist, but I don't think there is a pce on Earth where humans need wings to live. All of a sudden, a rge light opened up below me, and a pair of hands came out of it and grabbed me to pull me out. As I was pulled out, the cord was pulled out of me. That hurts, I thought, wanting to say it out loud but finding myself unable to. “*!#%^&**&^%#!*” I heard a feminine voice full of affection. As I looked closer, I noticed a pair of white wings on her back. (Wait, am I a baby?) I thought, staring at the person. I looked at my hands again. Yep, I am. Wait, this means that I'm an isekai protagonist.