Second Chances

by LieutenantofChaos17

Claire Johnson has already lived once and she didn't do a very good job. Now, 50 years after her death, a primordial goddess is giving her a second chance. Will Claire prove herself worthy of second chances, or will she remain in lingo forever?

Claire POV

My name is Claire Johnson. I am supposed to be 16 years old. I have shoulder-length black hair and dark blue eyes. The reason I said supposed to be 16 years old is because I am dead. The first time I lived, I didn't do a very good job. I got a bunch of people killed and endangered the whole camp. Now, for some reason, I am just in lingo. It's a whole other wold here. There is everything that I loved most about earth. The only things that aren't here are people, I am all alone in this small world of mine. That all changed one rainy day.

I was just sitting inside my mansion (in lingo), when I saw a brilliant flash of light; coming from inside of my house. Naturally I went to investigate. Standing in my living room was the most beautiful goddess I had ever seen. She had long black hair and electric blue vortexes for eyes. She smiled at me.

"Claire, daughter of Nemesis. I am Lady Chaos, goddess of the Void."