Authors Note:
Hello people of the world, this is Toxic Poo, and I know there is a bunch, no, a crap load of reincarnation stories out there with the usual 'Writing things done in the notebook to remember what the heck happens' in these type of stories. I'm pretty sorry that I put one in this story too, but it's the only thing I can think of. Anyways, here is my new story, 'One Thing I Cannot Explain' a reincarnation tale… (Warning, this story contains spoilers.).
See you in the end!
Attack on Titan, , and more things in here bedsides the plot and OC characters do not belong to me!
P.S. If you see an ' XXXXxXXXX ', than that means it changes perspectives, and/or goes to a different setting.
Chapter 1: A New World, a New Story
Imagine a world filled with a beautiful sky, a wonderful world with no crime, and everyone was as joyful as a toddler getting his favorite Elmo toy. By the way, that kid frikin' loved Sesame Street, like, he would do anything for a toy like that. Anyways, I want you to close your eyes and imagine a world as pretty as that one. Wait, don't close your eyes, you need to read.
As much as you would love that world to exist, it would be impossible. A world with only kindness needs some hate, and that hate in the Shiganshina District, or anywhere else in that world, were titans. Man-eating beasts that walked on the humans' world without a care. Those mysterious monsters would devour any human on sight without any sign of hesitation, scary, I know. But, everything has something better, or worse. Although you may thinkr worse. Although you may thing it might be a planet where everyone eats poop and speaks with their noses, it is something you live on, walk on, love on, and communicate with people you know, or possibly hate on. You know what that is?
Planet Earth. You don't say?
Hunger, diseases, over 200 species being extinct every single day, over-population, murderous people, psycho people, cannibals, poison, corn syrup, crime that is happening every single day, crime happening everywhere. This only makes up a tiny bit of our world's flaws. More can be said, but you wouldn't want to read a boring list with certain depressing things, would ya'?
Like I said earlier, something with only kindness needs to have something awful. Planet Earth has many pros too. Like, like, oh! Creativity! Creativity can lead to great success in various jobs. For example, in writing occupations, drawing occupations, being a musician, a game designer, the possibilities are completely endless! However, criminals, murderers, assassins, and more evil jobs have creativity involved.
Now, you may be thinking, "Dude, tell us about the god dang reincarnation story!"
Well, darn! Hold yo' horses up in there! I'll get to it…
8 billion people walk the Earth at the moment and more people are while I am talking. I will pick one "lucky" victim to be our beautiful star in this story. Hmmm, ah! Here we are, one little kid, er, no, not little. She's probably 15-17 years old. Very silky dark hair, it looks like it's down to her waist, yep. It looks like she has shining brown eyes. A bit of an athletic skill, I can say that. Curved nose and defined pink lips. Awesome!
Wait, did I introduce myself to you? Oh, sorry! Ahem, my name is Karma, and, no, I'm not the actual Karma, he's right next to me, say hi, Karma. "Hi." Well, life Karma has to run some errands, so I guess I'll get to work… Okay. Where was I? Oh, I'm just gonna watch her, no, I am not a stalker. I'm just going to see how she is until we send her to… That place. I'm sure she'll survive.
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Day: November 19, 2251
"Dobo…. Dobo…. Dobo…. Dobo…." I sighed. I was bored out of my mind. I clicked the remote's arrow key to channel surf. I hate that sound, but it is pretty smart to make a sound effect if you ask me. My mom would just say, "There's plenty of things to do, go outside and play, the internet, watch TV, I don't know!?" I looked around my room as I studied my dirty desk that my mom scolded me for not dusting it in a lifetime. I crawled out of my creaky bed and wobbled to the desk like a baby's first time walking. The name 'Astoria' was spelled across a paper in the neatest hand writing on the desk. Below were the numbers ' 12/3/2235 ' basically, it was my birthday, and above it was my name. I always thought that this name I have to keep for my whole life was a very beautiful one. No one has that name at my school.
I picked up the light piece of paper and snatched the pencil next to it. I grabbed the back of the chair and moved it outwards and plopped on it as I than, scooted myself inwards and worked on the 'masterpiece'. My hand made gentle curves with the pencil and resulted in detailed lines into it. I softly wiped away the extra pencil led popping out of the top of it and lifted up the art.
Too messy.
I am a bit of a clean freak even though it takes a lot of lectures to make me get out of who-knows-what-I'm-doing task and get me to clean. The thing is, I will go over my limit and clean the whole house if you're successful.
I looked at the back of the paper and saw a whole pack of dust like someone put a bunch of it in a can and poured it like a tsunami onto everything I drew. "Darn it!" I yelled in a furious manner. I don't like to cuss, it makes me seem bad and ignorant for some reason. I pushed back the old chair I was sitting on and ripped apart the paper, and crumbled it afterwards. I aimed for the trashcan in my room and threw the paper in it. After that, I angrily stomped out of my room and went to the bathroom where millions of cleaning supplies were stored. I swung open the black cabinets which made a "Creak!" As I was grabbing the wet wipes, I didn't realize the cabinet's door was rushing to make me wail in agony by hitting my elbow, no, my funny bone.
"BAM!"
"AGH!" I yelled in pain as I reached for my elbow in a second. I curled into a ball as I rocked back and forward holding it as tight as I can in an awkward manner. Footsteps can be heard and my name was being called.
"Astoria? Astoria? Are you all right?" My mom yelled across the hall.
"Yes, I'm alright, my funny bone just got bonked with a huge cabinet!" I said in a very sarcastic tone.
I got up from my weird position to quickly wobble and rub my bruise. "Astoria! Astoria, oh sweetie, are you alright?!" She asked in a worried squeak again. She than, rubbed my arm and hugged me constantly until I spoke.
"Yeah, mom, I'm alright." I replied after trying to realize what had happened. I hadn't noticed that the bruise has turned to an ugly shade of purple. Ouch…
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Day: November 19, 2251
About 10 hours had passed before that painful bruise formed. I can still remember that disgusting agony when it first hit me. Fortunately, the icepack that my mom gave me made the minor injury feel better. But, that was the past, well, to me. Right now, I'm trying to get into a comfortable position in my bed. The clock near my window, above the bed, keeps on ticking, making me fall into a peaceful sleep quicker than I expected. My eyes drooped down while my body grew numb. Faster and faster, I fell into a long sleep.
Hot tears are streaming down my cheeks as I run, and run, and run. My feet feel like I was stepping on hot coal earlier. I search for safety. At least it seems like it. I never turn around, which made me feel anxious. This place was not my home. My home was filled with cars, skyscrapers, people, alive people. This world. I shouldn't say world, I should say universe. This universe I was sucked into didn't have someone smear blood everywhere. And when I say everywhere, I mean everywhere. Boulders are being tossed into the air from who-knows-where, while people are scurrying to several boats that were crowding the water. I decided to go there. I thought that I should go there anyways.
Screams. More screams. Disturbing images are flooding my mind with life dying everywhere. This is when I need to know what's happening. This resulted in turning back. I'm a curious little critter.
My eyes widen, my body goes completely numb. I try with all my effort to move, but fail miserably. Huge, humanoid, men with gigantic ear-to-ear smiles that contained a huge amount of blood on their faces, but mostly on their lips, were chasing people. Eating people. Without hesitation. What do I do? I can't just stand here in horror. I need to do something, and quick.
"Boom, boom, boom." I turn my head, slowly, very slowly; still trying to process what the heck is going on.
"Boom, boom, BOOM." I see death in front of my eyes. He picks me up. I don't know what to do, he's just grabbing me. Is he hostile? Is he not like the rest? He then, raises his other hand and places it on my head. I stand corrected. I'm unable to breathe, this is the end, my world is crumbling before me. No, this universe is. The unknown universe.
"SNA-"
"GAH!" I'm trembling, shaking in fear. Tears are running down my cheeks while those images, horrific images, instantly flow into my mind. I scream once more, in terror that the day those men were eating people is still happening. I grab the blankets, nails digging deep, and yell, "M-MOM!" That's when it hit me, she's not home. She just has to be at work doing paperwork. Ever since my parents' divorce, I've lived with my mom. She's been working her butt off trying to make money for us to survive in our harsh world. I tear off the blankets and lean on my elbow to push myself up. I lift my arm up rapidly as I felt a sharp pain in it.
"Flippin' flamingos!" I scream in agony. More tears are streaming out of my eyes, still traumatized tears, but also a-type-of-feeling tears.
Boom, boom, boom, boom.
I look up in confusion, that's when I knew it was just my imagination. Usually, I try telling myself I'm brave and hum a little lullaby to myself. Also, I just think about my friends and what I'm gonna do tomorrow or a week from now. After trying to think about how my life is amazing and how my friends love me (I should say, how my 19 friends love me), I decide to open my computer and go on the internet. So I did, using all the effort I can and all the strength I had to ignore the pain from my elbow, I leaned over my bed and got up. I than, carefully walked to my dirty desk (that I haven't cleaned yet), and pick up the electronic. Unplugging the charger from the side, I picked it up and ran to my bed, this time, a bit more scared than before. After that, I started the computer, and went to
'The Scary World called: The Internet
Side effects may involve:
Being bullied out of your mind, eye pain, headaches, traumatizing videos, and more side effects. For more info, click here:
Something you will never click . com
Yeah, yeah, my humor is a bit rusty.
Anyways, I decided to watch a show that my friend recommended to me, something along the lines of 'Attack on Titan'. I typed the name in and clicked ' ' since my friend also included that. After thinking about them, my tears faded away, than, I clicked on the first episode and sunk into my bed, excited about a new show to watch.
After the loading sign was finished, I squealed with excitement. I watched carefully.
"On that day, mankind received a grim reminder… Of the terror of being at mercy…-"
I squinted at the sight of the shadow forming over the humongous wall. Humongous wall… My eyes widened, remembering the nightmare I just had a few minutes ago. I was focusing on the titan, but behind him, I think I remembered, remembered that there was a huge, ginormous gray wall. I had no words. I couldn't even speak. Every time I tried opening my small mouth, I couldn't let more than a squeak related to a whisper escape. Now, I'm starting to think this day is the weirdest day of my life, end of the conversation, alright?
I slam my hand on the bed, completely forgetting to pause the video that I did not dare to lay eyes on again.
I'm a curious critter…
I looked. I thought this was just a coincidence of some sort. Was this a cruel joke by God? Some important figure? My mind was bouncing, I feel like I'm getting sick, I'm starting to feel dizzy.
"Split into five groups just as we practiced!" A man with short, flowing, blond hair yelled. He was sitting on a galloping horse going so fast, I didn't think I couldn't go that far without breaking my back from the impact of falling off. "We'll act as the bait! All assault squads switch to omni-directional gear!" He screamed. As the camera showed the people on the galloping horses use their who-knows-what rope thingies, I was like, what the? After that scene, it showed a few soldiers going from tree to tree without in any need of help and surround a… Thing so familiar.
What
The
Heck.
This has to be a joke. I know that I am always so confused but excited at the same time when I see something from my dream that I have no idea about come to my eyes in real life, but, this? This isn't funny. This isn't exciting, or confusing. It's scary. I slam the lid of the laptop and toss it on my bean bag chair that's not far from me. I cover my eyes and rapidly pull the blankets over my face, creating darkness that I can only see now. After that terrifying experience, I shut my eyes tight and try going to sleep.
You know, if I had succeeded on bribing my mom to buy any pet, a cat, a dog, even those goldfish with only 3 seconds of attention spans, I would feel a lot safer right now.
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Day: November 20, 2251
Daylight was shining in my window, it turns out it was raining last night and I didn't even notice from my loud crying. The light was making it glisten into my window. It looked beautiful. "Snap out of it, Astoria!" I yelled out loud. I looked at the clock thinking it was another boring Monday, luckily it wasn't, and I jumped out of my bed and took care of my hygiene. It's always my face that gets the greasiest once done sleeping.
After I finished a nice, hot, bath, I got dressed in a shirt with a cute little dragon and black sweatpants I don't really take my image seriously like the other girls at my school. That's probably the result of why I only have 19 friends.
I sigh, forgetting about last night's thoughts and screams. But then, it hit me like yesterday night when I forgot my mom wasn't home. I started to whimper because, first, my mom wasn't home and still isn't, secondly, I had a nightmare, third, that nightmare had something to do with that evil show that I have nothing to do with, and lastly, I missed the rain. I walked back to the couch that I was sitting on to watch TV and thought.
This is just a coincidence.
I smiled at the thought, no longer sad and cold. I felt a bit better, just a bit, so I started to hum a quiet song and walk to my room. I grabbed the computer that was carelessly tossed on to the bean bag chair and also snatched the headphones on my dusty desk (I swore I would clean it today). I skipped to the living room filled with bookcases and familiar aromas. I quickly sat down and plugged in the ear-plugs and booted up the small electronic.
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Day: December 6, 2254
3 years later
17 years old. That was quick. I was expecting something… Less. At least I would say it like that. I have no idea how to put that sentence into something more understandable. My 4th year in high school, to be honest, was pretty easy. I studied my butt off just to pass. Besides having 'smarts', I am actually working on improving my athleticism. I can run 8 miles only stopping 5 times! I could only do 1 with 5 stops when I was in the 1st year. Speaking of athleticism, I've been practicing 4 sports along the lines of lacrosse, basketball, soccer, and football. And I've also gained over 200 friends. I think. The only thing that I still have trouble with are my 'fake friends'. They only want to be friends with the popular people to make themselves look cool. 200 friends aren't big enough to what the 'girly girls' have though. According to their 13 years of life at school, I'm sure they made more than 600 friends. I just keep it nice and quiet where ever I'm sitting. But the best part about this? I've overcome the blood and gore of Attack on Titan, and now it's one of my favorite shows (or you can call it anime) ever. I've memorized almost every line in all the episodes… I don't think that's healthy.
The worst? Those spoilers. From the manga, of course.
Oh, Annie, Reiner, and Bertholdt are the titans!
Oh, Grisha Jaeger was a titan shifter.
I wanted them to be wiped off the earth when I haven't even got there yet.
If anime was wiped off this earth, I would cry… A lot. But something worse happened. My mom had become depressed 1 year ago and attempted to commit suicide from the pressure of the divorce and the work she put up with. Unfortunately, after 2 attempts of failing, she succeeded on the third. I wanted to move towards alcohol, but I needed to make her proud of what I can do, so I moved to sports, I made myself smarter, and also faster. Now, I also live with my step mom and father. They're okay, but now I can see why my mom divorced him. That's why I stick with my step mom. She's actually pretty cool if you ask me.
My life was about to change.
All that time put into making my family happy…
Was now wasted.
It first started when I was asleep. That dream from 3 years ago came back. And, now, telling from the scene, I automatically knew that this was no coincidence.
This is my future.
Secondly, my dad passed away from being murdered from a man who made a stupid deal with him. I still don't know what it was about, and my step mom doesn't know either. I hear her crying every night because of his stupidity of carelessly going away to the bar and drinking. After hearing that, I always thought he was sober. I felt awkward, very awkward. A feeling I have never felt before just popped up inside me, confusion mixed with sadness and hatred.
Lastly, my step mom is now drinking, and I'm getting pretty upset. I'm hiding it away from her, but she keeps getting mad at me and threatening to slap me if I don't show her. All of it, wasted.
I just wish I can have another chance, another life and adventure.
And that's just what I got.
When I was at my school after Sunday, I saw a key, one that looked like it was made out of gold, at least, to me. If it was, it would have already been gone. I took it and shoved it in my backpack as fast as I could so no one would see. It had a diamond shaped hole at the top and the inserting part at the bottom. According to that, I knew something was wrong. It looked just like that key to the basement from AoT (Attack on Titan/ Snk, Shingeki no Kyojin). This led me to think that the Shiganshina District is my future, but how? How will I get there? I worried so much that I started to write most of this crap in a notebook.
Before this, I was talking about my friends, but a few more months, they were leaving me. Not my 19 best friends, they're always by my side, but almost 100 of them left, thinking they can get away from someone in need. Now, my 19 friends:
Alexie,
Sandra A.,
Elizabeth,
Maddie,
Brittany,
Lilly,
April,
Link (yes Link, that elf guy… His name is Link, but he's not an elf…),
Heather,
Kathleen,
Peter,
Sandra I.,
Tiff,
Shirisa,
Leticia,
Marly,
Victor,
Jane,
And Josie,
Are by my side, like always, comforting me until my last breathe.
My last breathe.
Is now.
I was crying, crying a lot, too many days have gone and I needed freedom. I would lock myself in my room until my tears would stop rolling down my cheeks. Every last drop would stop until the next day would come. Surprisingly, I never cut. I would never do that, I also donated to charity a few times when I got the chance to. Even though I was doing acts of kindness, I still felt alone.
Today, I was walking down a busy street. I was walking to school, like every day now since my mom can't take me. As soon as I placed my left foot onto the cold, shattered, old road, I heard a buzzing noise from the corner. A truck. A huge truck was coming my way. I was paralyzed thinking, "What do I do? Snap out of it, Astoria! It's so close you need to ru-"
I had no last words. The pain that I later felt was the worst feeling I have ever felt in my lifetime of 17 years. Bones shattering, blood squirting, fingers curling, the pain was so overwhelming. The last thing I saw was the truck driving away at a very high speed. I'm guessing he thought nothing happened. It angered me, I knew it, but I didn't know at the same time. The pain was higher than the feeling. The driver was a hit and run. After that, I know I died. I had no more chances; no more hope, for I have lost this one.
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Day: Unknown
Do you know that feeling when you think about others around you and how life was created? About the meaning of life and what it was created for?
Was it for an experiment? A sickening torture made just for us?
I know I have. Every day, I have thought about life, about how many sick things happen and why we are all here. 8 billion people are walking on this earth and more every second. Sadly, most of their chances of getting a college degree or an exciting job are canceled due to laws of unforgivable reasons. Some of them are canceled due to murders and illnesses.
The world is a sick place.
I remember everything that happened, that pain, that screaming around me, those cars swerving past me out of a scared feeling. Aside from that, my memory will be erased for good. I'm glad that it will. But, those friends that I loved and they loved me back would be mortified. I'm dead… For good.
I'm floating around in a big place of limbo. Where am I? What am I doing here? Am I still alive? Is this death? Certain questions flooded my mind.
Why am I here?
That's when I saw a huge light in the distance. I don't know what happened though, I just remember floating towards it without moving any muscle in my body.
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Day: Still unknown
"WOOOOHAAAAAAH AHHHHHH!" A terrible screech came from somewhere. I have no idea where. I can't feel anything though. I try studying my surroundings but loose interest in a couple of seconds.
Where am I? I think again. I am suddenly able to move. My arms rapidly flail around with hesitation. I look at everything in confusion.
"WOAAAAAAAAAHAAAA!"
"AHHHHH!"
I suddenly hear voices to the side, that's when I stop crying and see her. The person who places me on her lap is very gentle and carefully makes sure not to break me. I grab the woman's hand and smile. I try to speak but the only thing coming out is a squeak, a whine, and then a certain giggle. I drift to sleep after, having no nightmares, no more drunkards, nor sadness or death.
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Day: Still much unknown
Approximately 5 years pass. Knowledge of old life is still known.
After the odd recovery, honestly, I still hope I'm alive. New people are surrounding me and no familiar faces are present. Every day, I ask myself, "Why am I here, where am I?" But that can wait. Everything here is nice besides the lack of the internet and huge buildings. The thing that changed more to me is the technology. I don't see cars, airplanes, basically vehicles, nor do I see TVs, radios, nothing similar to that. I don't remember much of my family or friends, which makes me annoyed and makes me feel ignorant at the same time. Some things I do know is my old language, English, advanced math, Attack on Titan, and more stuff. This place is nothing near sounding like English though.
Germanic maybe?
Even though I am still new to this odd world, it looks awfully familiar. I keep on think it is the Shiganshina District. Once I figured that out, I was scared. Afterwards, I asked my 'new' dad what year it was.
840.
Authors Note:
YAY! I'm done writing this long chapter! I didn't know how to write a babies crying, so don't judge me on the, "WOAHA" sound…
Anyways, I hope you enjoyed this thing which I think I worked on for 4 days. And if you guys live in the bay, that storm was huge.
Bye people of the world!