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Alan didn't expect to die that day.
Not from something heroic. Not in a tragic accident.
He slipped. On a banana peel.
And that was it.
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"What the—?! Where am I?!"
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Naked. Confused. Flat on his back in the middle of a glowing forest.
The leaves shimmered like crystal, the sky had three moons, and he was definitely not on Earth anymore.
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"Don't just stand there! Cover yourself, pervert!"
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A voice, sharp and angry.
He turned. A girl stood there—silver hair, glowing tattoos, and ears long enough to get cable signal from another planet.
She threw a robe at his face.
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"Hey! I didn't ask to be reborn like this! I just... died!"
"From what? Embarrassment?"
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She yanked him by the ear and shoved him behind a thick bush.
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"Listen, human. You're in Eldara now. This isn't your filthy world."
"Eldara...? What is this, some kind of weird MMORPG?"
"What's an MMORPG?"
"...Nothing. Just... give me clothes, please."
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Minutes later, Alan wore something that resembled a bathrobe—soft, short, and deeply unflattering.
The girl looked him over as if he were a very stupid magical creature.
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"What's your name, human?"
"Alan. And you?"
"Zariel. I'm a moon-elf. And you're trespassing."
"...Is that worse than dying from a banana?"
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She sighed.
"Follow me. If you're a lost soul or some reincarnated idiot, the elders will decide what to do with you."
"Great... from janitor to magical prisoner. What a promotion."
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The forest was strange. Everyone carried weapons. No one smiled.
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"Is it just me, or is this world allergic to calm people?"
"Quiet, human. Don't draw attention. There are things in this forest that don't die."
"...Same."
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She stopped.
"Wait. What do you mean?"
"I mean... I can't die. I think. I got stabbed by a tree branch earlier and it healed in seconds."
"...You're either cursed... or very, very stupid."
"Can't I be both?"
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They reached a small town—strange vegetables, quieter people, too many stares.
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"Why are we going to an academy? I barely passed high school..."
"You're not a student. You're a problem. They study problems there."
"Wow. I feel so... appreciated."
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The academy was massive. Creatures of every kind filled the courtyard—elves, orcs, horned demons, humans with tails and glittering eyes.
Then time slowed.
He saw her.
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White hair like snow. Fluffy ears that twitched. A tiny tail. Pink eyes staring at... vegetables.
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"Is that... a bunny girl?"
"Don't even think about it."
Too late.
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"Hi there! You look hungry."
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He took a carrot from the table. Walked right up.
And gently placed it between her lips.
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"Here, for you."
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The bunny girl froze. Zariel froze.
Everyone froze.
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"Did... did you just feed a noble-born Lapian... like a pet?!"
"Wait, she's a noble?"
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The girl chewed slowly. Eyes watery. Cheeks red.
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"...No one's ever done that to me before."
"Uh... sorry?"
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She lunged and hugged him tight.
"You're mine now!"
"Wait what—?!"
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Zariel smacked her forehead.
"Congratulations. You just accidentally proposed to a Lapian princess. In public. With a carrot."
"Can we rewind time? Please?"
"Too late. You're hers now."
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And just like that...
Alan—the immortal idiot who died from a banana—became engaged to a bunny princess.
Unwillingly.
With a carrot.
What a beginning.