I am going to LOVE killing her.

HOW DARE SHE DISCARDS ME LIKE I AM SOME PIECE OF SHIT!

I AM A FREAKING PRINCE…NOBILITY NO LESS, ALSO HER HUSBAND TO BE!

(Deep intake of breath) Is something wrong with me? I am starting to develop several mannerisms and emotions I never have felt before. Pull yourself together Astarot (at least I can speak to myself now without an annoying side party)…let’s see…she would not cast me away like that without a reason…hmm. This must be an outpost that leaves to the dimensions or some relay station for spirits to travel.

Yes! That has to be it.

I seriously need to stop having these side conversations with myself so that I will not ruin my mental stability…anyway, I guess I should get an outlook of my surroundings.

Let’s see…I appear to be flying through a black space that is far bigger than the limits of my eye sight and there is a multitude spectrum of tiny lights (about the width of a needle) composed of a variety of colors that seem to be dark gray, white, blue, red, green, yellow, and purple.

Awe…where is the bowl of lucky charms…aren’t I rainbow happy unicorn loving mother fuc……..

Anyway let’s get back to the environment I was rudely discarded in…I move my attention from the spectrum of light to look around. There appears to be a platinum colored murky light trail that is tinted a turquoise blue, which I seem to be auto piloting on (it must be the manifestation color of Raynar’s powers)…Hoah hoah(yawning)…I am slick sleepy, I am using my mental facilities too much…where was I?

Oh yeah, on observe and standby mode.

My gaze moves in front of me…hmm? What’s that? A platinum wall seems to be approaching me…(did I really get thrown in the garbage?).

It is opening! A white light floods from the…I guess it is a door now, as I go through the threshold of it.

As my gaze adjusts from the blinding sensation and when my eyes finally come to focus, I see an array of planet, a glowing ball of luminescent fire (the sun), and meteors

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Is this the freaking solar system??? I thought she told me a new world…oh.

The planets are different, I see. They are bigger and all of them seem to have the similarities of earth (they look like satellite images of Earth), does that mean all of these planet are habitable…shit...that is some scary sci-fi type of shit…I am getting goosebumps. That’s a lot of demographic aliens…well, they will eventually be my subjects. Hmmm...the light trail appears to be leading me toward what seems to be the biggest of the planets in this solar system. I guess that will be my new residence…wait a second.

I am approaching a planet’s atmosphere…won’t I combust? See there, I thought Raynar did not think about me. What a sweet lady, I would really actually do her a favor now, but since I am about to die, LOL who cares (I am roaring with laughter).

“LOL, Death hear I come”, I close my eyes and say as I am about to meet the planet’s atmosphere. I am smiling contently. No more annoyance, no more of me acting proper, no more responsibilities, no more g…wait this is a lot of no mores…I should have ceased my thought process if I am dead, at least I think. Does it take that long to die..?

I open my eyes…

WOW! Those are some big ass trees, they could be mansions for people to live in. What type of monster existences am I drifting by, some of them are actually appealing...ooh they have cities (isn’t that something). I am expeditiously drifting past it…drifting past it? I am not dead? Let me get a good look…hmm, I seem to be traversing a vast forest as I gaze down to see from the sky. Wait a second, if I was dead, I should not have any cognitive capabilities…

I am still of the path of reincarnation.

(A really deep intake of breath)

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THAT NOSY, TWO FACED, SUCCUBUS BITCH!!! HOW DARE SHE USE MY INTELLECT TO PLAY WITH MY EMOTIONS!!! I AM SOOO GOING TO KILL HER!!! (Huffing and puffing afterward)

Take in deep breaths Astarot, deep breaths…I follow my gaze towards what appears to be a huge (That is not the right connotation of the word.) gigantic medieval kingdom. Hmm…I am falling down from my vantage point in the sky toward a black bricked castle. Looks like I am about to collide with another wall…oh yeah, I am just a consciousness now

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I will just pass through it...

I pass through several walls and find myself in what I guess a medieval royal living room where I see two ladies sitting down that seem a little pudgy. One seems overly tall (even though they are sitting) with silver hair, cream colored skin, royal blue eyes, a peach colored dress, sandals, and wearing a sapphire entwined platinum circlet on her head. The other lady appears to royalty, since she has that particular aura or feeling…she has blond hair, azure blue eyes, pale white skin (she slicks needs a tan), a red and gold dress that entirely encases her lower half, and wearing a ruby studded crown (see royalty). Oh, wait there is a crib between them that is holding a pale white baby with curly golden hair, I guess that is supposed to be the new me.

The autopilot on my body has worn off…hmm, I guess I will have to manually possess the little tyke.

I make my way over to the crib and I see that the tall lady is standing up also. She is making her way over towards the crib. I do not want that overly grown weed to pick me up…let me hurry up to possess this tyke so I can throw a tantrum at this lowly peasant for having the audacity to touch me and also use the facilities on her.

Damn!! She walks fast (tall legs, I guess)…whoa there horsey slow down, LoL.

I am almost there…she is right abreast to me...

Why do I feel a suction force from her body?

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NOOO!

I AM GOING TO BE AN AMAZONIAN PEASANT WOMAN…wait

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Why am I being sucked toward the pit of her stomach?

Eww, it is fleshy and bloody in here. Eww, what is that bloody fleshly lump…it is sucking me in! What's...that, it has an umbilical cord attached to it….WAIT!

UMBIILICAL CORD! I AM NOT EVEN BORN YET! I DEFINITELY GOT TO BE DREAMING!

I hear a voice…Aww, Astaroth you will eventually have one soon, another voice says, “Yeah, but that probably will not be for another four months…

Four months…four months…She is five months pregnant

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I WILL NOT BE BORN FOR ANOTHER FOUR MONTHS!!!

THIS IS SOME…