One moment I was working at my office late, trying to finish up the work assigned to me by my seniors at the office so I can go home. After toiling and searching for a job for years, I finally got one, so no matter what I pass through at the office, regardless of how close I was to putting arsenic in their coffee during one of the numerous "newbie tasks" I'm assigned, which, according to them, is to better assimilate myself into the office work, after passing through all this just to make my life better… But right now I'm in this place, and standing before me is a goddess that's trying to get it into my head that I'm dead.
Me, dead?
She's got to be kidding me, right?
"I'm really sorry, human," she said, lowering her head slightly, looking all pitiful and innocent. If she hadn't just cursed me to be dead, I might add that she looks really beautiful, more beautiful than anyone I've ever seen, with her golden hair and hazel eyes that seem to want to draw the entire universe into them, if only she didn't just curse me.
"I'm really sorry, it was a mistake with the system…" she continues, raising her head to formally meet my eyes.
"Obviously, I know you're joking with me, you want to prank me, but I don't have the time for such play. I really need to sleep, I have a busy day ahead of me," I quickly interject. I don't want to talk to an Otaku fan. I give a full glance down, wearing a gold wig, using lenses, wearing an ancient cloth that's obviously not something of this century, and it's only an anime fan that'll act like that, but this one seems to have gone insane, saying I'm dead.
"By the way, how did I get here?" At that moment I just wanted to scratch my head, but why can't I do that? Yh, because I can't find my hands. Looking down, I can't find my legs, I can't see my body, I can't feel anything. I don't even know how I feel or if I do feel anything at all.
"Where's my hands, where's my body?!" I screamed, glaring fiercely at that Otaku girl. What has she done to me?
"What did you do to me? I'm not playing anymore, I just want to go home." By now panic would've already started clawing at my guts , if I had one, but no! I don't even know how I look now, but I'm sure I don't look human.
"I think you've infected me with your craziness. You stand in front of me acting all innocent; I just want to claw out your eyes, you modaf. " I yelled until I couldn't make any noise anymore. I simply couldn't speak, could only see the Otaku girl snapping her fingers, and now I can't speak.
I don't dare believe that she's a goddess, because if I do it really means I'm dead. But I've yet to fulfill my life aim. After all my hard work, I'm yet to reap anything from it, so I can't die. Most importantly, I'm still too young. I haven't broken my V-card, which is so unfair.
"Human, just to let you know… uhmn, I can hear your thoughts."
"What do you mean you can hear my thoughts? So you've been invading my privacy all this while? Goddess or not, that's rude." As of this moment, I couldn't lie to myself anymore. Because if she isn't some sort of immortal, how could she make me talk as a bodiless person? I guess right now I'm a soul. I wonder how souls look. Wait a minute, how am I able to talk now? Didn't she just make me not be able to speak?
"I was curious to hear what you'd say about me, hearing your thoughts. Now I've heard it. So, back to you shutting up." She snaps her fingers again, cutting off my speech.
"I would've liked to take you back to your world now, but it's impossible."
The more she spoke, the more I wanted to shout.
"You've been buried in your world."
Ahh!!
"I can't bring your ashes back to life."
Ahhhh!!
"It's not in my powers to do so."
Ahhhhhhhh!!!
"But not to worry, I asked the goddess in charge of that, and she promised to help you reincarnate…"
Deep exhale.
"Don't be so relieved. I'm not done yet. She did promise to help you reincarnate or transmigrate, whichever you find yourself in, but there's a catch."
I knew it wouldn't be smooth sailing. Anyways, I'm already dead in my world; I don't mind getting reborn. Maybe I can discuss with her to know if I can be reborn as a wealthy family's child.
Cough! Cough! "You can get born into a wealthy family."
Oops. I forgot she could hear my thoughts. I'll just keep quiet mentally if that's possible.
"Well, the catch isn't really hard… I just wonder if you'll accept it or not." She wrings her hands together, looking all guilty, and that act alone is enough to make my senses alert, if I had any. But with or without my senses, I know there's an issue, and I'm not going to like it… not one bit.
"Actually, you don't really have a choice in this matter, do you?"
"I always have a choice," I screamed internally, can't believe her guts to say that to me.
"Actually, you don't."