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A/N: I don't own Magi!

Okay, this one literally came out of nowhere. I was watching some AMVs and then I though of how the whole story would be different if Solomon was still alive. And then wham, this. Well, I didn't exactly resurrect Solomon, but I bend the rules of MAGI universe in rather unexpected way. Well, this whole thing is an experiment. I shall see how it turns out. Also, this is my first story fully written in English, so please, be kind. :)

Dying is indeed a strange experience. And not because it is unexpected – in most cases, anyway – but because it is somewhat unreal. And no, your life does not flash in front of your eyes. At least mine didn't.

Although that may be because my life wasn't all that exciting. Or long. I was barely an adult, damn it! Yet here I was, dying in the most cliché way possible.

I pushed a crying child out of the road and was hit by a car. I saved an innocent life at the cost of my own. But I didn't mind at all.

Or I wouldn't mind, if my death was peaceful. It was not, however. It was long and painful, because the car broke my ribs and the ribs then pierced through my lungs.

So here I was, slowly choking to death, the whole world floating around me and the only sound I could hear clearly was... It would be nice to say my own hearbeat, but it was actually Hikaru's yelling. Yeah. No dying in peace for me, I guess.

I was sad, though. Because I was this close to finally getting it... And Hikaru looked so happy...

I coughed up more blood and I could feel my eyes closing. Uh. The pain was slowly fading away, and I think I even managed to smile. And then it was over.

My name is Solomon, I lived on Earth for 19 years and died saving someone else. That should be the end of the story, but with a name like this, I should have really known better.

When I came to my senses again, my first thought was „Ouch." My head was killing me, which was strange, since dead souldn't feel any pain, right?

I tried to open my eyes and immediately regretted it. Sharp white light blinded me and I quickly shut my eyes. Next time I was more careful. And slower.

For a while, the only thing I could see was... well, all I could see was white. Shimmering white, that seemed to move. Huh.

I slowly sat and looked around. Yep, everything was still white, but now I could see strange birdlike creatures all over this place. I blinked. The I finally stood up, and come face-to-face...with myself.

Same blue eyes, same dark blue hair in a long braid. In short, the only difference were our clothes. I wore the same clothes I died in (white t-shirt and jeans, nothing special), whereas he was dressed in something that could easily fit in „The arabian nights".

I slowly blinked and he smiled. Then he stretched out his hand and simply said „Hi."

My own reaction was another blink. Then I somewhat reluctantly grasped his hand. His smile widened and I felt corners of my own lips curl up. This whole situation was surreal, but I wasn't really surprised, for some reason.

„This is fascinating, we really do look the same."Wow, even his voice sounded like mine!

„I noticed. So, mind telling me what's going on? Because I'm pretty sure I died."

„You wake up to see someone who looks just like you, and yet you ask about the situation and not the person in front of you? Peculliar."

„He actually lacks this thing know as 'common sense', you know," answered a voice I knew so well, but did not expect to hear ever again.

I turned around and threw myself at the mountain of scales and feathers that was Hikaru.

„Ouuch, stop pulling my feathers, you blue-haired idiot!" Just to make things clear, Hikaru is a dragon. White dragon, with silvery feathers adorning his wings and head.

„No~o! You're so fluffy~!" I admit that I was acting like a child, but hey, I thought I'll never see him again. My look-alike was watching us with amused look on his – my – face. Ugh, this was so strange! I reluctantly let go of Hikaru and looked at him again.

„Um, so, explanation?"

„Oh yes. That would be nice, wouldn't it?"

„Indeed it would." Hikaru sounded curious. Uh. That's never a good thing...

„I'll try to explain things as best as I am able to. However, that doesn't mean you'll understand everything."

„Well, I die and the I wake up to meet my look-alike. Figures it would be complicated."

„Isn't it always?" he smiled at me, then continued: „Alright. First things first. You really died. Your life in your world ended."

The words „your world" piqued my curiosity.

„However, that was just your body. Your soul kind of refused to die."

„That doesn't surprise me. At all. You were always too stubborn for your own good." Hikaru looked at me, amused. Yeah, that's me alright. Couldn't even die properly.

„Allow me to continue. Your soul should have entered the afterlife and then the cycle of reincarnation of your world, but that didn't happen. You would have ended stuck in the world of living as a shade, so I tried to pull you in here. And it worked!"
He happily smiled. I just blinked owishly, trying to progress everything he was telling me.

„Alright I think I understand... Somewhat... So, where are we?"

„I wonder about that too."

„You are in a dimension that divides our worlds. Basically."

„..."

„So, you're from another world."

„You don't sound very surprised...?"

„I am not. It actually makes sense. So, am I correct when I asume that you look like me because..."

I knew the answer. Everything sounded so surreal, but I somewhat knew it was true. Everything.

„I am you? Yes." He smiled, and I did the same. „You're taking it all rather well."

„It surprises me too, to be honest. But I somehow know you're not lying. I am not lying. Huh. This is weird."

„You're telling me. It is almost scary." Hikaru was carefully watching us, serious expression on his scaly face.

„Okay, to sum it all: You're me from another world, and you brought me here when I died. Why?"

„That is the question, is it not? To put it simply, I need your help."

„You need help... from yourself. Or alternative version of yourself, anyway. This won't be pretty, will it?" He smiled sadly, and suddenly he seemed very tired. He looked me straight in the eye. Blue met blue.

„It is... complicated. Well, everything about my world is. But you need to know this story from the very beggining..."

I am pretty sure his story took hours to tell. But time stood still in this place, so it felt like a few minutes. By the end of the story even Hikaru sat still and I felt sympathy towards the other Solomon. He sacrificed so much for his world and said world was now in danger. And all he could do was to sit and watch. Is it that surprising he tried to help in any way he could? Even if it ment bringing me into his world. Because even if this world's Solomon couldn't do a thing, I could. And I would.

I slowly stood up and he was watching my every move, waiting. I stretched my legs a little and then I smiled at him. He blinked and stood as well. Hikaru was eyeing us like a hawk its prey. He was tense, I could tell. He wasn't sure what I would do. But I already decided.

I looked my look-alike in the eye and grinned.

„So, what's our first move?"