《Abyssal Fortress girl in another world》Prologue/Edited/
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"I am terribly sorry", An old man, dressed in white, appears before me surrounded in a pure-white space.
"What happened ?" I ask.
Last I remember, I was at my office doing my tasks at a computer. Why have I suddenly appeared in this white space?...Firstly, let's hopefully hear an explanation from this old man.
"Well lots of happenedm but you have died." Said the old man while making a face of klutz girl with 'Teehee'.
....Uwaa
What should I do towards this ugly-faced git, that clearly is asking me to punch it? Should this old woman punch this guy in his stupid face? I can punch him right?
"Could you be more specific ?" I said.
*Yeah, let's ask about this situation, then I'll punch him. In the last few years i've been worked to my bones without any reward or raise of my wages because of that f*cking perverted boss of mine. How could I say no to the 'punching bag' that has appeared right in front of me?...*
"Well I am a God, not a Punching Bag" The old man stands up and says with a smug expression: saying 'adore me'.
*Yeah, let's punch him!*
"Huh?" comes from the old man.
I now notice that I don't feel my arms and legs when I tried to move.
*What is this?*
"Well no surprise you're confused." Says old man and promptly produces a mirror from nowhere.
*...WTF!*
My jaw drops in seeing my reflection. It is just a large ball of light and with a little bit hope I try to move left and right, the ball, in the mirror, also was moving left and right at same time.
*So this is my soul? well, it is pure white just like I imagined.*
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Ahahaha..ha.
*AS IF!*
"Why the f*ck did I die!?" I exlaim.
I definitely did not die a natural death because I was only twenty-something years old!. You dont't ask a lady's age. Well, some say that is old, but I definitely should have been able to live at least up to 80!. Then I remembered God saying 'sorry'.
"So Mr. God, did you do something which brought about my early demise?" I ask.
*If that is true, we have lots of things talk to.*
"Well um..you know them kinds of novel's about transmigration and second-chance's in your world right?" says the old man.
My friend and I liked to read all kinds of those types of novels and stories.
"After reading them kind of novels, I got thought: 'What if all those kind of things were happening without me realizing it ?', I wondered about if that many people, that who did to another world. So I decided to take look at how space-time was flowing" said the old-man while playing with his finger, almost like he'd done something wrong or stupid.
*..Ah I suddenly got a hunch, did this idiot really do something wrong or stupid?*
"I was looking at it and I accidentally bent it. Killing and sending all kinds of people from your particular homeworld to another world" replied the old-man.
*Yeah, I knew it...aren't you amazing eh?*
"So Sir God...did you apologize to everyone ?" I ask.
*Casually bending the flow of space-time!? He's definitely god alright...*
"Nope...?" said God, while sweating buckets.
*To think someone like him watches over us...I have no words.*
"So that means i'm the only one thats got a problem ?" I sighed.
"Yes and to be frank, you didnt die in your world, but I teleported you to one of two special realms that exist in another dimension and because of strong pressure, your body and soul disintegrated into almost nothing. You died before you evem realized."
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*I died a pretty horrible death.*
"So ?" God asks.
"You can reincarnte, but you can't reincarnate as human and also you will only reincarnate in that realm you died due to other kinds of interfierence" God explaims.
*Then I am not even human anymore. I feel really depressed now.*
"Don't be depressed, I will give you a cheat and a body that may be weak, but with unlimited potential so unlike others, you get a perk" God offered quicky while trying to comfort me.
*Yeah, let's see the what is my cheat looks like.*
"Here is your cheat..." says God and moves his arm and a slot machine appears before us.
*Are you kidding me!*
"Don't look at me like that...I had no choice. If I tried to give you any power you wished, the 'association' will give me another black card." retorts God.
*What! Theres is an association!?*
"Then let me pull the lever" says God and pulls the machine's lever.
"Wait for a sec.." I said to God.
At the same time, three rotating screens wrap my body in a warm glow, taking me away before I can even see God's cheat.
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I was once a hero and this is about my reincarnation and my ordinary life and how i got summoned in another world as twist of fate to become a hero agian .-Would like you to comment so i can know my mistakes and better it THANK YOU
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