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Everything is dark.

I don't see anything.

Hm... was I blind? I don't really remember.

Although I remember... drowning.

Yes, the feeling of water entering your lungs and suffocating you to the point of... of death.

Wait... Does that mean I died?

Improbable, but not impossible.

Where am I, then? Is this heaven? Hell? or... Hm, I don't think I want to know.

Ow. All this thinking is hurting my brain.

I wonder what my family is doing right now. Maybe they're too busy complaining about work and business transactions- whatever the hell that means -to even notice that I've gone missing. After all, that's what they always do.

Oh, look. A ray of light. I wonder where it's coming from. Maybe it's the path going to heaven.

But I don't want to go to heaven. I don't think I'd fit in there, considering I cuss a lot. Also I heard from one of my friends that most angels in heaven are dickheads.

But then again, it might be hell too. Come to think of it, it has a bit of reddish tint to it. I don't know, I'm not really-

Argh, this is getting confusing. I don't think my brain can handle more of this.

And the light is getting brighter. I don't know if it's a good thing or a bad thing.

I suppose I'll eventually find out sooner or later.

The first thing I saw when the light died out was a ceiling.

This is not my ceiling, and neither my parents' or a hospital's.

I stared blankly at it before realizing that I apparently need to blink because my eyes are now slightly tearing up and-

...Blink? Eyes? Ceiling? Uh... what? This is confusing.

I also just realized that I'm laying down on an unfamiliar bed, too. And also, after doing a quick survey at the room, I observed that there were lots of banana themed stuff.

Yeah, sure. 'Cause that's not weird at all.

Also, the bed is shaped like a banana.

Hm.

It's possible that this is just a weird comatose-induced dream and this- whatever this is -is actually not real at all.

That seems like a plausible explanation, yeah.

Or, or, maybe it's just the drugs talking.

...Okay? Why the fuck did I get into that conclusion? My past life (?) must've been so weird.

Hm, I'm just gonna ignore my thoughts for now, and instead find out where the actual hell I am.

I sat up the bed and experimentally swung my legs to make sure they're real- they are, by the way -and proceed to slowly stand up, using the banana shaped bedside table for support.

Seriously, what is up with this person and bananas?!

Shakily standing up, I walked towards the door- that is thankfully not banana shaped -and opened it, causing a loud creak making me cringe at the noise.

Wow. This is not sneaky at all.

"Ah, you're awake!" Someone exclaimed, making me jump back and frantically look for the source of the voice.

"Now, now, just calm down young child," The voice was gradually getting closer, yet I still can't see a single person. "I'm not going to hurt you." She says, her voice soothing and making me calm down slightly.

Also, did she just call me a young child? I'm sixteen for fuck's sake! ...Or am I really?

"Ah, uhm," I mumbled, my voice oddly squeaky, yet monotone. "...Wh-who are you...? And, um... Where are y-you hiding?" I asked her, or, well, to thin air.

God, I look like a fucking idiot.

The weird and creepy voice merely chuckled, which is, kind of creepy, to be honest. There is literally no other way to express it. Seriously, it's just so, so, creepy as fuck.

It's like I'm listening to a witch's laugh or some shit like that. Oh god, am I in a witch's house? That explains the invisibility stuff. IS SHE GONNA EAT ME?! I mean, that's what witches do, right? God, i-it's like cannibalism! I don't wanna die yet oh god holy-

"Child, are you okay? You've been silent for a while now." The voice suddenly rang out, cutting off my train of thought and making me scream. "Oh, I'm sorry, did I startle you? I didn't mean it, child. Please forgive me." The voice apologizes, then makes a noise that suspiciously sounds like laughing.

Are you fucking kidding me? Christ, woman. You nearly gave me a heart attack.

"Please don't do that again." I say, clutching my chest and breathing heavily. "For the love of- just please don't." I then curiously looked around, still hoping that I could somehow find her. "Uh, where are you, anyway? Are you, um, invisible or something?" I asked her.

"Or something," she responded, and somehow, I could just feel the smile on her face. "In fact, I'm actually above you, child." She said, and-

Wait, above? Wha- Holy shit.

"What the fuck are you?!" I shouted as I looked up, scrambling away to whatever the fuck that is, "A-are you a monster witch hybrid or something?!" I gaped at the thing (I have absolutely no idea what the fuck she is) that dropped form the ceiling beam in front of me, making me back away into the banana themed room.

The creature merely chuckled, as if amused by my fear. She (it?) dropped from the ceiling, slowly walking towards me and making me scramble back into the bed and dive under the covers. "What's wrong, child?" She asked me, as if she's just a normal human being and not a monster with hybrid.

Hm, come to think of it, she looks at lot like an overgrown fruit bat. A mutant fruit bat- argh, this is not the time to be thinking about that when you're about to be eaten you idiot-!

It was black after that.

"Ugh, my head..." I groan.

What happened...?

"Oh, yeah. I had a really weird dream where a fruit bat witch was about to eat me..." I say, scratching my head while laughing. The laughter, however, died down when I noticed that I was still in the banana room.

What.

"Oh, you're awake! Again." I look at the source of voice, and see a woman looks like probably in her mid-twenties entering the room.

...Why does her voice sound familiar?

I blink at her, "Ah." I nodded, blushing a bit.

She's really pretty, with her blonde hair and blue eyes.

I must've said it out loud, since she giggled and thanked me before leaving to get a glass of water, as per my request. I blushed in embarrassment as I saw her leave the room.

Tsk, real smooth idiot, real smooth.

I sighed, and looked around the room. I suppose it wasn't a dream after all. Although I wonder where the shitty bat witch went off to, though. Maybe the pretty woman scared it off. Hmph, whatever.

That scary thing was gone already, no need to dwell on it.

I jump off the bed, and look at my reflection in the mirror beside the closet. Or at least, I hoped it was just a closet.

...Huh, this is strange.

The face in the mirror looked younger, and her clothes seem a bit more loose on her now. I put a hand on my cheek. It does the same.

"Huh...?" I mumbled, frowning in confusion. The reflection in the mirror does the same too. "Okay... This is really weird." I say, resting my chin on a hand.

I'm supposed to be sixteen, not six.

"Hm, yeah." I nodded to myself. "I'm definitely on drugs right now." I say to myself poking the mirror to see if it's really real.

"Who's on drugs right now?" Somebody asked, and I yelped, looking at the doorway to see the woman leaning on it.

"Uh, no one! Ahahaha..." I grin sheepishly, shaking my head. "Definitely no one."

She raised an eyebrow, amused and said, "Oh, right. Are you hungry right now? I made breakfast."

I nod and followed after her, making sure to close the door after I leave the room.

Manners; they're important.

I followed her to the kitchen, where a very tasty pancake is served on the table, along with some fruits and berries- Peanuts? Are there any? No? -in a bowl.

Oh god, they smell so great.

"Do you like it?" The woman asked, as I drooled on the food and took a seat on the table. "Go on, don't be shy. You can eat as much as you want."

And I did.

Oh sweet, sweet maple, how I've missed you. Come to think of it, this is the first time I ate ever since I... I... died...

"Oh," I mumbled, just realizing it now. The woman, sensing that something is wrong since I paused eating, took a seat beside me and stared at me worryingly. "Are you okay?" She asked.

No, I'm not okay. I just died for fuck's sake. How in the ever loving fuck is that okay?!

But instead of answering her in that manner, I said, "I-I'm f-fine."

Her gaze softened at my wavering and stuttering voice, and she held my tiny hand. "Hey, now. Are you sure you're okay?" She asked again, smiling warmly. "It's okay, you can tell me your problems." She said, and just like that, tears streamed out of my eyes like a broken dam.

"I'm scared and confused and I don't know what to do because my family isn't here and they don't even care about me and I'm just tired!" I wailed, plate of pancakes forgotten as I dived myself into her waist and bawled like a child. Which I currently am right now.

Fucking add that to the ever growing list of my problems.

She rubbed my back in a comforting manner while humming soothingly, making me calm down just slightly. "Shh, shh. Everything's alright now." She said, before detaching myself from her waist and crouching down in front of me, as I furiously wipe my tears and snot in my over-sized shirt. "Feeling better?" She asked, smiling softly.

I nodded, and then suddenly blushed as an embarrassing thought crossed my mind.

Did I just seriously consult emotional comfort from an adult, let alone a stranger? And to top it off, a very pretty woman?!

She must've noticed my inner embarrassment, since she giggled pinched my cheeks. "You're so adorable, you know that?" She said, before suddenly having a coughing fit, startling me and making me panic.

AH WHAT'S WRONG WITH HER WHY IS SHE COUGHING AHH-

"T-the c-cupboard," she stuttered, shaking me out of my thoughts and run towards every cupboard and opening every single one of them. "AH- Nothing's in here what do I do aaAAH-" I panicked, as she shakily pointed at the cupboard at the far right corner. The one at the very top.

Motherfucker.

I grab a chair (it's so fucking heavy shit) and quickly scramble towards the cabinet, climbing on top of the chair and opening it, to see lots of medicine. "Gah! Which one?!" I shouted hysterically, grabbing each one and looking for its content to see if there's one that's for coughs.

Come to think of it, what's her disease anyway? Gah, now's not the time to be thinking about that, idiot!

"I-t's th-the one w-with the b-blue ca-cap." She stuttered, before going into another coughing fit, having difficulty breathing.

I quickly grabbed it, and, well...

I fell of the chair amidst of my panic.

Ow.

I quickly recovered, though, and gave it to her as she opened the lid and took a pill. I sighed, shoulders sagging in relief as I threw myself on a chair, exhausted. "You scared me, y'know." I quietly said, looking at her with unamused eyes with a hidden concern. "At least warn me when you're having an attack next time." I said, and her next action is not what I expected at all.

She laughed.

She, who almost died having a coughing fit, just laughed.

I resigned myself, giving up in this crazy woman and crazy place, wherever the hell this is.

Why is this happening to me?

Dear Journal,

This is the worst day of my life ever.

I just found out that the pretty woman was actually the fruit bat monster witch.

Yes, they're the same.

I don't even know what is logical and what is not in this world anymore.

Don't ask how it happened. Just that it involves a banana and it was nighttime.

Also, I think this is my forty-sixth entry. This is the last page already. I don't think I'm gonna be writing anymore journals.

It's been seven months since my death, and apparently, reincarnation. I still don't believe about it, by the way, since, y'know, reincarnation. How is that even possible?

But it happened to me.

BUT WHATEVER PAST IS PAST DON'T DWELL ON IT.

Oh right. During these months, I found out the pretty lady's name: Keira. Pretty name for a pretty lady. And I also found out that she had lung cancer. And this place, Moony Village, doesn't have any cure for it. I was sad for a while because of it, until she confronted me and told me that she already did everything she wanted to do in life and that she already completed her dream, so she was ready to die anytime now.

That... did not make me feel any better.

But I respect her, because I could somehow relate to her. That doesn't stop me from finding a cure for her, though.

After all, she was the one who saved my life. It's only fair that I save hers too.

- G, owner of journal

A giant pirate ship is anchored ahead, it's giant masts shadowing over the docks.

FUUUUUUUU-

You might be wondering how I got into this situation.

It's nothing really, I've been in so much weirder shit than this.

Add that to one of the weirdest things I've seen in life.

And so I freaked out. "Gah!" I cried, flailing my arms wildly as I ran to the village square as fast as my small feet could take me. "PIRATES!" I yelled, garnering the attention of the villagers around. "Pirates are coming!" I shouted, before yelping as someone grabbed me by the back of my shirt.

"What are you talking about, brat?" Mr. Biru, the village leader the one who grabbed me, asked. "You mean pirates are here?" He inquired, and I nodded. "Wait," I cringed at the tone of his voice; crap, he's probably pissed off at the mess I've made. "Why do you look like that? Did you go through the muddy path off again?" He asked, pinching the bridge of his nose as I merely grinned sheepishly. "Well, whatever." He grumbled and released me, as he wipes the mud off his hands. "Thanks for warning us, kid." He said before shooing me off and I childishly stick my tongue out, before he went to the center and called a village meeting to announce about the pirates.

Well, now that my job is done, I gotta get back to Keira-san for lunch! Gosh, I hope it's salted salmon, I loved those...

I'm still not gonna tell you how I got into this situation, though.

"What is this." I deadpanned as soon as I entered the house and saw a rather interesting situation.

What. Is... this what happens when you're in shock. What-

"Oh hey, what a cute little girl!" The pirate exclaimed, picking me up and putting me on his shoulder. "Is this your kid, ma'am?"

Don't deceive me, pirate! Even though you're hot as fuck... I'll never get caught in your seduction!

"Oh, no. She's not my child." She answered, giggling at my expression. "Although I wish she was. I'm merely her guardian." She said with a teasing tone, as the pirate kept pinching my cheek while muttering 'cute' and 'adorable'.

Evil woman.

"Shtahp eht." I said, words muffled. I removed his hand from my cheek and pouted, glaring at him. "You're really annoying, for a pirate." I said, jumping off his shoulder and running to Keira to hide behind her legs. The I proceeded to blow a raspberries at him.

Bastard. Is he try'na kidnap Keira-san? Oh no, not on my watch you shit.

"Don't worry, Ginny." Stop calling me that. "He isn't dangerous at all." She said, patting me head. "In fact, he's actually one of my friends!" She said, and the pirate guy slings his arm around her. "Ginny," "Stop calling me that, please." "This is Akagami no Shanks, my former captain!"

Wait, what?

"So you were previously a pirate, Keira-san?" I asked her, sipping my hot chocolate. "Did you perhaps quit because of your sickness?"

Mm. Sweet, just how I like it.

"Well, that's part of the reason." She said wistfully, as if remembering a past memories. "But the real reason is actually because I've wanted to quit pirating to..." She blushed, and looked to the side. "...Settle down." She shrugged, then scratched the back of her head. "But that's not what quite happened, didn't it?" She said, sheepishly laughing as both Shanks and I sweatdropped.

"Well, that's enough of that," Shanks said, laughing awkwardly, "Oh, Kie, aren't you gonna announce something to little Ginny here?" He asked while rudely pointing a finger at me, and just to irk him (and maybe because he irritates me too) I bit his finger. "Ow! Hey- stop that! Ow!" He yelped, removing his finger from my sharp canines.

Serves him right for being a rude bastard. Although to be fair, he is a pirate, so all manners are out of the window.

I stick out my tongue at him, blowing raspberries. Call me immature if you want, I just don't know why but this guy really pisses me off.

"Right! I almost forgot. Thank you for reminding me, Shanks." She said, before locking her gaze onto mine. "Ginny, don't be rude now. He was just being nice." She reprimanded me gently, patting my head as I pouted at her. "Now, don't look at me like that. I have a surprised for you!" Now that statement got my attention.

"What? What is it?!" I yelled excitedly, looking around. "Oh, oh, is it a new gift? Are you gonna give me new books?!" My eyes sparkled at the thought.

Yes. Boooks.

She merrily laughed at my excitement. "No, it's even better!" She said, picking me up and spinning me around. "Your uncle Shanks is gonna stay here for a while!" She announced, as Shanks laughed heartily with her.

I looked at both of them, horrified.

No. She would not.

"Oh, yes little Ginny!" Shanks whooped, picking me up (again, why?!) and perching me on his shoulders, despite my protests.

WHY?! WHY IS THIS MY LIFE?!

After a few moments, and just like how I first met Keira-san, I resigned to accepting their surprise.

I have no idea how this action is gonna change my whole life.

Literally.

AN: Uh, hello. I'm Archiving Archie, or just plain Arch. This is my first fanfic so... uh, sorry if it's really cringe-y.

Also very sorry for my lack of vocabulary 'cuz I just noticed some words were redundant -.-

Irregular updates are irregular. So please expect the unexpected.

Bah-bye~!