"Hey… why are you…,"
Before the young man could finish his sentence, a girl wearing a hood and a mask plunged a knife into his stomach. The young man, dressed in a martial arts uniform, collapsed, clutching his profusely bleeding abdomen. Slowly, he looked up to see the girl removing her mask and hood.
"Hehehe," the girl giggled.
The young man's eyes widened, his mouth agape. He couldn't believe the person who stabbed him was his own little sister.
"W-why… why would you do this?" the young man whispered.
The girl crouched in front of him, using her finger to tilt his face up to look at hers.
"Because you have a girlfriend, Big Brother. If you won't stay with me, then you might as well just die," the girl said in a husky voice, smiling.
"Wh-what… are you insane? What would make you…"
"Crass." The girl slashed the young man's throat before he could complete the sentence. "Kaah… kah." The young man tried to speak, fresh blood spilling from his mouth and the gaping wound in his neck. His hands clawed at his neck, his eyes bulging in sheer agony. Finally, he collapsed from massive blood loss. Just before closing his eyes forever, he saw the girl slash her own throat. "Thud." Her body fell on top of his. His vision instantly plunged into total darkness.
***
"Well, that was the end of it. My own sister killed me just because she was jealous of a girl in my class. But after that, I reincarnated into a world of swords and sorcery as a high-ranking noble's son, with all my past memories intact.
"My life seemed beautiful. I grew up a handsome boy, well-liked by everyone, and most importantly, my parents taught me both everyday magic and combat magic, just as I'd always wished in my previous life. My noble parents were good to the people, and I was loved by the commoners; they even celebrated my fifth birthday.
"But everything changed. My younger sister was born when I was six. At first, we were inseparable. I thought my life was finally set. I was wrong. When I was fifteen and my engagement to a local noble girl was announced, my sister suddenly became savage and stabbed me straight through the stomach with a guard's sword. As I lay dying, she whispered in my ear,
"Don't worry, Big Brother. I'll follow you right after I kill you, just like that time in the alley," she said.
"My mind flashed back to my past death. I looked at her face, which was a mirror image of my previous sister's. And just like before, as my eyes closed, I saw her stab her own stomach and fall on top of me.
"Then, I reincarnated again. This time, I was born in a space colony on some unknown planet. Just like before, I was born into a War Lord's family and was cherished by my parents. Two years later, I had a younger sister born close to me.
"We grew up as elite kids, as our father put us through a truly Spartan training regime to become fighter pilots and snipers, given the colony was at war. Traumatized by the previous two lives, I kept my distance from my sister. But she kept getting closer, and I finally caved when my dad was declared killed in action. I started bonding with her.
"But it didn't last. When I saved a fighter under attack, the female pilot I rescued became my girlfriend. Days later, my fighter was shot down by my own sister, who then exploded her own plane. Before she took me out, she spoke to me over the intercom:
"Why… I've followed you through three lives, and you still fall in love with other women, Big Brother," my sister cried.
"The next reincarnation, I wasn't even human; I was a Demon, and the only child of a Demon Lord. Or so I thought. When I turned three, my sister was born. I immediately begged my parents to send me to a remote, desolate region, far away from her. Though confused, they agreed, giving me a territory in the Demon Forest and building a mansion for me. I was thrilled. To prevent anything bad from happening to me, I trained relentlessly to increase my power.
"But one day, when I was eighteen, I got news that my parents had been killed, and the Demon Lord position had fallen to my sister. I suspected she killed them, as Demon rules state you must defeat the current Demon Lord to take power. I immediately rushed out of the forest, but I was too late. My sister arrived with her army. Seeing me, she rushed over and said,
"Why are you running from me, Big Brother? Don't you want to be with me?" she asked.
"Why would I want to be with a crazy sister like you?" I shot back.
"The fight was quick. For some reason, my sister was insanely strong, and I lost disastrously. Her claws tore into my chest, finishing me off. But once again, before I closed my eyes, I saw her crush her own head and fall on top of me.
"After that, I opened my eyes again and found myself in a simple wooden house. I held up my small hand and saw I had claws. A beautiful, wolf-eared woman lifted me—my mother. She then showed me a man with wolf ears and a tail—my father.
"Look, your little sister is opening her eyes too," he said happily, holding a baby with white wolf ears and a white tail.
"I looked at the baby. She stared back with big, innocent eyes. When my mother said my new sibling was a girl, I burst into screaming tears. My sister, a twin this time, screamed just as loudly, mimicking me. We were raised together in the Beast men village in the forest. My father taught us hunting and foraging for medicinal herbs.
"My mother, a healer, taught us about medicine, potions, and alchemy. Since my father was the tribe chief, I was betrothed to the chief's son from the neighboring village when I turned fifteen. I vehemently refused, but my father insisted. Surprisingly, my sister comforted me. I started to think she wasn't the same sister as before. But I was wrong. On the night before the meeting with the neighboring chief, my sister suggested we run away.
"I obeyed. We fled into the forest. When we reached the edge of a cliff, my sister suddenly leaped, tackling me, and we tumbled into a seemingly bottomless ravine. As we fell, my sister whispered in my ear,
"I hope next time we're born into a world where it's just the two of us, Big Brother," she said.
"Waaaaaaaaaaaaaa," I could only scream.
"And when I opened my eyes again, I saw the same kind of wooden ceiling. But my mother was beautiful this time, with long ears, blue eyes, and long blonde hair. Yep, I was an Elf, and this time I was a girl. For the first hundred years of my life, I was taught everything: magic, Spirit lore, and taming monsters.
"The long life made me forget the terrible events that plagued me. That is, until my little brother was born when I was 300 years old. Since he was a boy, it never crossed my mind that he was the same sister, but I was wrong. On the day of my wedding, when I was 500, my brother summoned a dragon and carried me away from the forest. In the air, he whispered to me,
"I can't accept you being born a girl, Big Brother. I wanted to keep being your little sister. It's over now. I'm tired of chasing you. Goodbye, Big Brother."
""God or Goddess or whoever, please hear my prayer. Grant my sister's wish so we never meet again. I beg you," I pleaded in my heart.
"The dragon dropped us both into a volcano crater, leaving no trace. After that, as usual, I woke up again. But this time, I saw several nuns staring down at me. My brain immediately processed it: nuns mean an orphanage, and an orphanage means no parents. That meant my sister might never enter my life this time.
""Yesssssss! I'm finally free," I thought, overjoyed."