I mean I suppose technically.
So? What's the deliberation? Are we good? Guess I'm confused is all.
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So? What's the deliberation? Are we good? Guess I'm confused is all.
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The First Chapter! A New World?
“You are...” She muttered after nodding to her question about reincarnation.
Sigridelle looked at the clipboard, scanning it for information.
Truth be told, Mako was on the money–technically speaking. The body she was now inhabiting was once a warden, a type of knight that served the Kingdom of Siilmera. She was also a variety of other things. All and all, if this were a game, Sigridelle supposed that Mako would be quite fortunate that the ‘RNG’ was in her favor. It did pose a bunch of challenges, however. Had a commoner died instead of a noble who wanted to play knight then there would be a lot less of a difficulty. She supposed she would have to explain that, too. Augh.
“A sort of knight, yes.” She looked back at Mako, “That would be the terminology. Suppose you should know they are called wardens in your order.”
A giant bird swooped across the sky, almost large enough to block the sun for a moment. Its shadow shrouded them albeit only for one moment. Sigridelle didn’t think much of it.
Mako’s question about her body’s death was a curious one. Before the magic of the celestials came upon her body her head had been bashed in by a mace–not exactly a dignified death for a girl who had yet to see thirty. But that was life. The chances and consequences people played with when they decided to play a role that was dangerous. She wondered if the young woman regretted her choice when the end came?
Most humans did at the end.
“Well, let’s just say her death was not pretty.” She remarked, “The reincarnation magicks definitely removed all signs of it.”
Sigridelle looked at the clipboard, scanning it for information.
Truth be told, Mako was on the money–technically speaking. The body she was now inhabiting was once a warden, a type of knight that served the Kingdom of Siilmera. She was also a variety of other things. All and all, if this were a game, Sigridelle supposed that Mako would be quite fortunate that the ‘RNG’ was in her favor. It did pose a bunch of challenges, however. Had a commoner died instead of a noble who wanted to play knight then there would be a lot less of a difficulty. She supposed she would have to explain that, too. Augh.
“A sort of knight, yes.” She looked back at Mako, “That would be the terminology. Suppose you should know they are called wardens in your order.”
A giant bird swooped across the sky, almost large enough to block the sun for a moment. Its shadow shrouded them albeit only for one moment. Sigridelle didn’t think much of it.
Mako’s question about her body’s death was a curious one. Before the magic of the celestials came upon her body her head had been bashed in by a mace–not exactly a dignified death for a girl who had yet to see thirty. But that was life. The chances and consequences people played with when they decided to play a role that was dangerous. She wondered if the young woman regretted her choice when the end came?
Most humans did at the end.
“Well, let’s just say her death was not pretty.” She remarked, “The reincarnation magicks definitely removed all signs of it.”
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The First Chapter! A New World?
“It’s not valhalla, if that’s what you think.”
It was probably the first thing that came to the girl’s mind–or maybe it wasn’t. Sigridelle had gotten the question when something like this happened. An eternity of fighting. It’d be pretty easy just to tell people their new life was Valhalla and move on with her work, but it’d also be a cruel deception. As demure and irreverent as the angel was, she wasn’t cruel nor did she like people who were. Her eyes moved across the battlefield as she thought about the awful situation Mako no doubt found herself in. How could she get a 21st Century office worker acclimated to something that represented Europe’s middle ages? This job was going to be tough.
“Someone made a mistake in processing.” She stated nonchalantly, “You weren’t supposed to die. You were supposed to survive the crash.”
She looked back at the girl. Yep. That was the expression she expected.
“By the time the error was attempted to be rectified your family had already cremated your remains, so there was nothing to send you back to. So, they found a solution. This is that solution.”
It was probably the first thing that came to the girl’s mind–or maybe it wasn’t. Sigridelle had gotten the question when something like this happened. An eternity of fighting. It’d be pretty easy just to tell people their new life was Valhalla and move on with her work, but it’d also be a cruel deception. As demure and irreverent as the angel was, she wasn’t cruel nor did she like people who were. Her eyes moved across the battlefield as she thought about the awful situation Mako no doubt found herself in. How could she get a 21st Century office worker acclimated to something that represented Europe’s middle ages? This job was going to be tough.
“Someone made a mistake in processing.” She stated nonchalantly, “You weren’t supposed to die. You were supposed to survive the crash.”
She looked back at the girl. Yep. That was the expression she expected.
“By the time the error was attempted to be rectified your family had already cremated your remains, so there was nothing to send you back to. So, they found a solution. This is that solution.”
Given we are completely independent of one another, I do not imagine there will be such an issue on either end.
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The First Chapter! A New World?
“This is...” The angel brought her clipboard to her face, her eyes scanning it for information. “...Ah, right. Methiyl.”
The red-haired angel looked back to her charge, as she thought the best way to explain what a ‘Methiyl’ was. To the young Japanese woman she had just been in a gruesome car accident and then darkness before coming to light here. Had she been in Mako’s shoes she wondered how she would feel. The circumstances as they were did not seem ideal and the young angel was used to people knowing of her very poor bedside manner. In this case, she had every right to be.
“Anyway, names Sigridelle. I’ll be handling your case.”
This is where people tended to ask the usual “My case?” when she gave them the bad news. She had seen it before over hundreds of times in the last ten thousand years. Over the years that she had been working as a handler for mortals who found themselves in this situation, guiding them as she needed to, and giving them closure. A closure that was necessary if errors happened where a mortal was not supposed to die. The rate of correct successful processing of mortals was pretty high in her department but once again someone made the wrong call.
The wind rustled, leaves sprawling in the air.
“You died.”
The red-haired angel looked back to her charge, as she thought the best way to explain what a ‘Methiyl’ was. To the young Japanese woman she had just been in a gruesome car accident and then darkness before coming to light here. Had she been in Mako’s shoes she wondered how she would feel. The circumstances as they were did not seem ideal and the young angel was used to people knowing of her very poor bedside manner. In this case, she had every right to be.
“Anyway, names Sigridelle. I’ll be handling your case.”
This is where people tended to ask the usual “My case?” when she gave them the bad news. She had seen it before over hundreds of times in the last ten thousand years. Over the years that she had been working as a handler for mortals who found themselves in this situation, guiding them as she needed to, and giving them closure. A closure that was necessary if errors happened where a mortal was not supposed to die. The rate of correct successful processing of mortals was pretty high in her department but once again someone made the wrong call.
The wind rustled, leaves sprawling in the air.
“You died.”
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My version of Batman is only 45. That's not old!
The 29-31 year old Kate says otherwise. Her cousin is old.
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The First Chapter! A New World?
You’ve heard the story.
A person of poor luck gets summoned to another world when they died long before their time. It’s a popular trope in fiction, though for Okobashi Mako it is a type of fiction that is to become her life. A freak accident on the road in Toyama–the impact of steel meeting steel–and her entire life at Irokawa Electronics seemed to be up in the air. Her spirit rose to the cosmos, to be set in with the stars. However, something was amiss. Those in charge saw it that they had to immediately put her in a reincarnation, scrambling to find something that fit. When she awakes she is not in Toyama, or even Earth. Answers will come soon, but in the moment, she is back again; conscious in the material plane.
On a world that is very different than her own.
On a world called Methiyl.
The Fields of Addan were quiet.
The blades of grass were stained with blood, though it had been many hours since the last drop fell in the summer sun. A field of swords lingered with the smell of death as many armored and unarmored bodies laid in silence. A disastrous battle had occurred. Scavengers knelt over the assortment of the dead, hoping they could pry something valuable from their hands. It was a despicable, dishonorable act, but the lords who ruled over them were nowhere to be seen, or at least not any that were alive.
Save for one.
A blonde woman’s body sat in the center, yet to be unmolested by the scavengers. When the air hit her lungs in a sudden gasp it caught the looting vagabonds that were off guard and they ran for the woods that scoured the backdrop of what was once a field of battle. One person remained, though she had come from the stars. Her amber eyes were paired with a soft, inquisitive expression. Her hair was frayed, barely brushed, and a halo was adorned over her head. Her hands tightly gripped a clipboard as she looked down at the blonde woman.
“Finally. You’re awake.”
An unamused, impatient sigh.
“Took you long enough.”
A person of poor luck gets summoned to another world when they died long before their time. It’s a popular trope in fiction, though for Okobashi Mako it is a type of fiction that is to become her life. A freak accident on the road in Toyama–the impact of steel meeting steel–and her entire life at Irokawa Electronics seemed to be up in the air. Her spirit rose to the cosmos, to be set in with the stars. However, something was amiss. Those in charge saw it that they had to immediately put her in a reincarnation, scrambling to find something that fit. When she awakes she is not in Toyama, or even Earth. Answers will come soon, but in the moment, she is back again; conscious in the material plane.
On a world that is very different than her own.
On a world called Methiyl.
The Fields of Addan were quiet.
The blades of grass were stained with blood, though it had been many hours since the last drop fell in the summer sun. A field of swords lingered with the smell of death as many armored and unarmored bodies laid in silence. A disastrous battle had occurred. Scavengers knelt over the assortment of the dead, hoping they could pry something valuable from their hands. It was a despicable, dishonorable act, but the lords who ruled over them were nowhere to be seen, or at least not any that were alive.
Save for one.
A blonde woman’s body sat in the center, yet to be unmolested by the scavengers. When the air hit her lungs in a sudden gasp it caught the looting vagabonds that were off guard and they ran for the woods that scoured the backdrop of what was once a field of battle. One person remained, though she had come from the stars. Her amber eyes were paired with a soft, inquisitive expression. Her hair was frayed, barely brushed, and a halo was adorned over her head. Her hands tightly gripped a clipboard as she looked down at the blonde woman.
“Finally. You’re awake.”
An unamused, impatient sigh.
“Took you long enough.”
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Let's goooooo
I do be just plopping RPs for Christmas. Like a saintly Santadere.
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