Reborn, Literally
Death is an art as much as it is a tragedy.
Chapter 1: Bright lights and fainting
It was fast.
A blur of fuzzy moments intertwining each other as the world looked like it was mixing up everything else.
And just like that...
I died.
I am scared of death. But in my defense, who isn't?
There are no real records of life after death. There are fables of heaven and hell, of rebirth after sometime. But in the end, there were no non-fiction, true to life account of what happened.
No matter what some rumors perceive, there isn't anyone who came back to life to tell the tale.
So in all actuality, I think that it's not really death that I was afraid of.
It was life after death.
Assuming there's such a thing, of course.
I woke up to bright lights.
It was a blast of seven different colors of the rainbow that seemingly fell from the skies. It was a beautiful, scenic view if not for the fact that it was pretty sore to my eyes. I closed my eyes as I tried my hardest not to focus on the sheer roughness presented by the beautiful show of lights.
What kind of life after death is this?
As I feel the wave of the bright lights come into a stop, I blinked open my eyes and focused it into my surroundings. Where am I?
"Chaos-kun," A soft, tiny female voice called out from behind me. Surely, she didn't refer to me, right? After all, I was a girl. The voice called out once again, "Chaos-kun?"
Not believing that I'm actually the one the female voice was referring to, I just went and faced the direction of the voice to sate her.
...wow.
I blinked once, twice.
The person, the female, who was calling out to me was nothing but a small infant. She had short, dark blue hair and similar sea blue eyes that looked onto me. Not to mention that she was wearing a pretty much weird, cosplay attire to boot.
And let's not forget the fact that she was an infant, for some deity's sake!
"What?"
I asked the question, but the voice wasn't mine. At all. It was way too high pitched, not to mention masculine, to be mine.
I was a girl. A teenage girl.
Is this my second life?
I blank out before I can even think any more.
A/N: I'm a bad author, considering that I made another story when I have idk, 5 other unfinished multi-chapter stories? Well, I'm a little stressed about schoolworks right now that I just entertained this plot bunny in my head. And to be nice, I will start to make this my first-ever regularly updated story. The schedule will be posted in the next chapter.
And woah, of all people to be reborn in, I chose Reborn. Not that it's a bad thing, anyway, it's just difficult. But refreshing. And we haven't really seen much of Reborn before he became a tutor so it's all good. And hard.
Another thing, the icon's picture isn't mine, credits to the owner.