Or so I thought. I woke up inside my room, it was in the same way I left it this morning. From the dirty laundry on the ground to the garbage bin filled with, ehm... tissues.
"It was a dream..?"
I went to check my phone, the problem was that it was gone. I checked my alarm clock which was sitting at 3:00 AM. I waited for a minute or two, or what it felt like, but the time refused to move.
I brushed aside the curtains of my room, fully expecting the bright sunlight in my face. Instead I was greeted by pitch black, it was darker than midnight, there wasn't a single streetlight in sight, rather there was nothing in sight. The sky itself was empty.
"What?!"
I went straight for my bedroom door, it was locked. Crap, did I actually die and this is hell?!
[Yes, and no.]
A smooth and graceful voiced called out to me. I looked around for the source of the voice. I saw a girl around the same age as me sitting on my bed, she had pink hair and blue eyes, there wasn't anyone there earlier.
"How did you get there!"
[I've always been here, this is my home after all.]
"Your home? This is my room!"
[I thought you'd be more comfortable with something familiar, so I thought of copying your room.]
The girl stood up and walked closer until I was looking directly at her crimson hued eyes. She smiled mysteriously as she gazed deep into my soul. I couldn't move a single muscle, I was frozen in place.
[You would make a great servant, a shame our ideals and preferences don't exactly align.]
"What do you mean by that?"
[You have faith comparable of that of a Saint's, very impressive considering your world only has barely conscious Gods.]
What was this crazy bitch saying?
[Ah, you see. With a mouth like that, you'll piss of most Gods you'll encounter]
And of course she can read minds.
[I wouldn't be a God if I couldn't.]
[So, by now you've probably already guessed what's about to happen don't you?]
Reincarnation?
[Exactly, and I only have a few minutes left to explain everything so shut up.
You've been chosen by an entity known as the Storykeeper, a being that Gods such as myself find troublesome. You're job is to enact a certain role in a story in the world I'm governing. A place filled with dragons, gods, magic and demons.
Wha I'm about to say is essential so listen very closely. You are dead, you will be reincarnated as a newborn baby, your memories will be temporarily sealed for world integration purposes.
I've looked through your memories and experiences and determined that you would be best as a priest.
Priests are essentially mages that get their magic by communing to deities and other otherworldly beings. Each priest would usually be only able to commune with one God before dying of exposure, but those with particularly high faith would be able to commune with two or three, depending if their first God allows it.]
"That's so much to process."
"Dying, another world, priest, fate-"
[Faith with t and h.]
"Whatever. So, do I get anything out of it?"
[Aside from being alive again? Nope. Although... you might meet someone you know in there.]
"What are you saying? Will there be other people from my world?"
[You really didn't expect for a story to only have one character right? There's gotta be a main protagonist, a best friend, a love interest, a rival, and a love rival. Besides, you're saying as if you'd be there before them. You're the last one to arrive by the way.]
"Why didn't you say so?! Send me there right now."
[Okay.]
The girl put a hand to my face. Forcing me to stare at her. She puckered her lips, her face getting uncomfortably closer. Just as she was about to kiss me, she sent me flying with a slap. I broke through my wall and into the dark void, where my conscious faded deeper inside.
[See you in 16 years.]
I disappeared completely into the void.
**
POV change (Pink haired girl)
[Hey boss, ya sure it was okay to send em there?]
A mature woman with gorgeous pink hair and hypnotising red eyes looked towards a humanoid figure with a book instead of a head.
The book flipped pages, taking letters and punctuation marks from each one to form words with meaning.
N O. B U T I T W A S N E C E S S A R Y
[You're an enigma which I don't want to mess with. See ya later, I need to go manage my church.]
The woman opened a pink portal, from it, the various moans of men and women emerged. It was quite erotic and dirty depending on how you viewed it. She turned invisible and stepped in.
**
POV Change
It was midnight in the small city of Samsamara. A hooded person carrying a basked coveted by a blanket was running through the alleys, chased by unseen pursuers.
Faint sobs were coming from the basket, a tiny hand was grabbing onto the blanket from underneath.
Click-
A trigger was pulled, a crossbow bolt came flying from above, almost sticking itself onto the back of the hooded figure.
The figure muttered a quick incantation, them and the basked disappearing from sight.
**
Somewhere else in the city, a small and humble church stood near the outskirts. The materials it was built from could be considered as okay, but trash compared to other churches.
In the middle of the church was an open ceiling, allowing the moonlight to fall and land upon a luscious green tree.
A hooded person appeared carrying a basket with something inside. They knocked several times, after that, they dropped the basket in front of the door, leaving without a trace.