It's 3 o'clock, and.. I just died. I can't believe this is how it's going to end.
My hands are soaked in my own blood, my white shirts stained red. Shit. Impaled by a damn stop sign. It's kinda funny once you think about it. But I can't really laugh with my lungs full of blood. So how am I supposed to feel about this? My life wasn't all that bad. I was at the top of my class once. I had a loving family, my sister's a bit of a prick, though. I had a nice girlfriend… until she cheated on me. But I'd say I'm pretty happy with how my life turned out.
{ Would you like to pass on now? }
[Yes] [No]
What the hell's this? Is my mind mocking me in my last moments? Why is a prompt like this in my face?
{ Would you like to pass on now }
[Yes] [No]
I guess so
{You have chosen to pass on to another world. You will be transferred soon }
I'm sorry I didn't quite catch that. I will be what now?
{transfer complete}
(After opening my eyes for what feels like the first time in ages, I see a town full of all kinds of people having fun and working in a bunch of different places. There are cat girls and boys, orks, I think those are horse people, but I can't really tell, lizard folk too, this place is a real ass fantasy world, huh. I look around a bit more, amazed at my predicament. The houses look old but sturdy, brick with wooden roofs, and not dusted off often; some are kinda ominous. The only places without that look are the blacksmith's place, the local eatery, and a few small food stalls from the look of it. Wait… can I read this world's language? I guess it's a nice perk of being a reincarnated human. Speaking of humans, there's none to be found here. It's weird, usually these kinda worlds are crawling with humans, kinda thought it was default.)
I start walking over to the eatery, and a tall, pale cat girl with black hair intercepts my path. She has scars all over her body, and she's wearing a two-piece adventure garment with a sword to her side. She looks like someone you do NOT want to mess with. I shouldn't get too involved with her.
"Hey, are you a summoned human?" The woman asked him
Wow, I shouldn't be too surprised, but her voice has such a rough tone to it, yet it sounds welcoming and warm. Kinda crazy what a fantasy world can bring-Wait, why does she know what I am? IS THIS NORMAL? Am I NOT SPECIAL?
"Uhhh, yeah? What's it to ya?"
"Heh, I knew it."
"HOW COULD YOU TELL"
"The only humans that come to this place are either from another world or want to die, and you don't look like you have a death wish, kid."
Want to die? WANT TO DIE?!? WHAT DOES SHE MEAN WANT TO DIE, WHAT KINDA PLACE DID I SPAWN INTO, IS THIS NOT A STARTER TOWN, WHAT'S GOING ON?
"Um, could I ask? Why did you say 'want to die'??"
"Cause… the only people who would ever come to the Demon-Tyrant's territory would probably have a death wish. I mean, she isn't really known for kindness towards non-monsters."
"So, how do I leave?"
"You can't, if you try to, you will be slaughtered on the spot. No human has set foot here in 100 years since the last hero was killed by Lady Estria, the Demon-Tyrant. So, unless you swear allegiance to her face, you will not get out of here alive."
That's just my luck, right after dying, I get sent to a place that's just gonna kill me again right after.
"Hey, uh, what's your name?"
"Me? You can call me Ladia, I'm a blacksmith here. You probably aren't gonna survive much longer, so I'd advise you to get to walking up those steps."
Holy shit. As I looked up, I saw a castle of black and red. It looked evil, but it also looks well-maintained. Not a single vine, just a castle that has a generic purple ominous aura. Shit, there are guards all over the place. I hope they like newcomers... or else I'm done-zo.
"So, what do I do when I get there, Ladia?"
"I'd say, beg and hope she lets you live. Lie on the floor and try to get her to take you in as a subordinate. But there's a high chance you just get the big ol slash through the neck like everyone else."
What kind of person is this demon Tyra- after hearing myself think it, I now realize that was stupid to ask. How am I supposed to get out of this world alive, or at least stay alive whilst in it? This Estria seems like she just wants human blood on her hands, and not like she wants the best for her country.
"I should get going, shouldn't I?"
"It's about a 10-minute walk to get to the stairs, so start those engines."
I give Ladia a quick chuckle and make my way towards the stairs of the demon tyrant's
castle. These crimson steps are just as beautiful as this crimson moon in its waxing phase; it's a beautiful sight.
I hear a loud voice from afar.
"Human from another realm, state your business here before you are struck down by my hands."
She's already here? I just got the damn steps and she's ALREADY HERE?! Oh god, and speaking of beautiful sights, she is stunning as hell. This demon tyrant is gorgeous, with her long, silky black hair with red stripes, those deep maroon eyes, and that huge rack. She is a contender for my favorite part of this world so far.
*shink*
A slash of dark matter-looking stuff just waved past my head. I kinda forgot I'm supposed to tell her why I'm here... or I die. I was so captivated by her beauty that I had forgotten to plead and beg. I'm standing here with such a stupid look on my face. What can I even do here?!?