Okay, so it's time to join the bandwagon!? Meh, I was inspired by other self inserts to try one of my own (even though I doubt mine is going to be as good as the others). A little different than your average SI; this is a combination of my ToS novelization-like fic I had up here once upon a time (Through Her Eyes) and the game, which is why THE was taken down.

Sheena: Since this and that fic are basically the same, why have them both up on one site?

Exactly. But in case you were actually reading Through Her Eyes, which is still being revamped and rewritten, you can find it on my deviantART page (my homepage should link to my DA page).

Colette: RoyalFanatic doesn't own us or Tales of Symphonia, nor does she own the OCs Anna and Spice once they appear. She does own this fiction and her personal ideas, Calvin, herself, and the OC that swaps lives with her!

Prologue away!

To drop from your life into a game…one world into another…

Some fall in from a portal, no matter if it's from their television, their game console, or just a random portal from nowhere.

Some see a light; others hear a voice; others still float in darkness, as if dreaming.

Some die, only to find this is their second chance at life: the very concept that is reincarnation.

This latter is what happened to me.

Do you ever see this coming? Does fate, a god, your own heart or judgment, or anything else you believe in try to warn you? Do you sense it, and try to change it? Do you ignore it? Or do you even misread the signs?

I awoke to my messy room that fateful day; it was just another Tuesday morning. I checked my mail, my messages, and my fanfiction; the same old song and dance.

Heh, Aerosmith…

It was an average drive to the college campus. The typical assholes who don't know how to drive secretly located themselves on the road; you find yourself slowly getting to the point where you just want to maul something.

Then again, that WAS New Jersey. Nothing new there.

My first class I treaded on thin ice. Why am I backing myself up? Work that I should've done weeks ago not even started; I'll be lucky if I pass my classes this semester.

Fortunately, I wasn't called on. Just a face in the crowd…

It was storming as I crossed the campus to my second and final class. The rain should've alerted me.

We both could feel the downpour…

I was half lagging, half running, if that even makes sense. I was still behind paper-wise…I really didn't want to go.

Music blaring…'Run away, run away…I'll attack….' 30 Seconds to Mars played in my ears.

How about 10 Seconds to Symphonia instead?

I was crossing a street. I swear I didn't see the car coming at all.

Even with four eyes, though, I was never the most attentive person. At all. I got two tickets before my twentieth birthday to prove that.

It was a swift motion, a hit, and I was sent flying. I don't know what happened to the car. Or anyone who stumbled on the accident.

She is the only one who knows that now.

That was it though; no lights, no voices, no portals. Hit, fall, wake up…

The campus was gone; there were only tress as far as I could see. I could feel a dull pain near my neck, even though I was technically hit on my right side; the first sign. The car injuries seemed to have vanished; another sign that I was no longer on my old planet.

I took a breath, and winced as air escaped what could've been a hole in my neck; it fricking hurt! I raised a gloved hand to…

Gloved?

I wasn't in the game in the "canon" sense. Although who says alternative universes really don't exist? The basic idea will always remain the same, but there are other changes; characters the "game" never mention.

Some just drop in as themselves, unannounced. Some people drop in as characters the "game" never specify, hidden Summon Spirits for example. Some, if very few, swap places with OCs.

I observed my new looks; holy shit my glasses are gone. But…my clothes…my fanfiction has to be an alternate reality. It just has to be. Short purple hair and just as purple eyes. Dark purple tunic, golden breastplate, extremely long purple skirt with a slit on the left side, white gloves, average brown boots that would eventually be replaced with Regal's old metal-soled grieves.

Cruxis Crystal and Rune Crest embedded in my right shoulder, and when I revealed them, dark lavender spectral wings…

I was my original character…by Martel I was my freaking original character!

The trees didn't seem different than the trees on my old home. Maybe the two planets are more alike than anyone thinks. There…wait, Desian corpses? Looks like the monsters got to them. And there…a red ribbon hanging on a branch. Oh shit, when was this? Did Kvar find us? Was this the dreaded aftermath? Anna's death, Lloyd and Noishe's disa-

"L-lady Cecilia!?"

A male voice? What was this? I looked to my right, and sonofabitch it can't be but it is. He freaking exists here too. Would I meet Anna and Spice here as well? I guess I'll find out when we hit Palmacosta…fourteen years later.

For now, it is yet another OC that was in my fanfic. I couldn't believe it, but Calvin was flying towards me. He was Remiel's brother, and my only friend. Well, that's because Yuan's more like family to me, and my family…

Damn, this is way too much. I even have her memories, which appear to be mine now. My head's spinning.

Extremely long blond hair and blue eyes. Remiel's clothing a lighter shade of green minus the hat, well…no, the robe on Calvin is more fitting for a Pope, I would say. His face was pale as hell; his arms shaking.

"Ah…Calvin?" Even my voice changed. Wow, I sound the way I thought she would. A nice change of pace.

In one swift motion, he was besides me. Then I was caught in a bone-crunching hug. "Oh Martel…thank you so much. My lady, you weren't breathing! I-we have no idea what to think!"

Kvar's knife and a stupid car. Had it been Martel, Mana herself? Had it been my old God and his Son? Had it been the god from another religion?

Whatever the case, I am now her, and she is now me. Her life and family were mine as my life, family, and friends were hers. Can we handle the other's mistakes? I hope she's good with her studies…

And that she doesn't mind the glasses.

"L-lucky second chances?" I asked stupidly, taking another breath and wincing as more air escaped the gaping hole in my throat.

…wait a minute. Her family is now mine. I'm quarter elf, daughter of a human and half elf that lived four thousand years ago yet still died prematurely. Anna was my aunt, Lloyd's my cousin, and Kratos is my uncle!

How very Mary-Sueish!

Calvin stuck a hand on my neck, and the wound healed itself in a green light. First Aid… "There's…" He pulled his hand away. "There's a scar. I think the knife was magicked."

"So, what happened?" Okay, let's get everything straight. "He grabbed me and threatened my life. Aunt Anna, Lloyd, Noishe…"

"I don't know where he went," Calvin replied sadly. "Lloyd and Noishe had vanished too. Desian corpses and a small lion plush were all we found…"

Calvin was part of the search too? That wasn't how it went in the fic…

Then again, even if only for a little while, I was dead. My place needed to be filled.

"We…we found you here. Not breathing…nothing," Calvin continued. "It was…such a huge shock. We-we kept searching; Lord Yggdrasill found us. Lord Kratos left with him; I came to pick you up."

"Yet I'm alive," I insisted, getting to my feet. Terragrinder, my Cruxis rapier, was attached to my side. Of course it would be Terragrinder; I've yet to claim Razerglaze or Featherglow. Fricking Cruxis rapier… "Uncle will be overjoyed about that, at least."

Fourteen years later, he will see that Lloyd's alive too.

The waiting game always sucks.

Cal and I looked to each other; well, there was no point keeping any of them waiting. I walked to the ribbon and grabbed it, tying it around my neck; all I needed were the grieves and I would be set. Yuan and Kratos would be happy to see me again, I'm sure. As for Yggdrasill, however…

The fallen hero, the world splitter, the madman, my fricking boss…

To drop in from "real life" to a "game"…

To transport from one world to another…

This is going to be very interesting.

Zelos: And that, my friends and hunnies, ends the prologue! Ingenious, no? 3

Regal: It's a very interesting idea; I don't think we've seen many OC swap self-inserts. Of course, while the authoress is taking the OC's place, there are actually going to be a few differences between them.

Zelos: What does that mean?

Regal: All will be explained in the next chapter. For now, that is all from us. We hope you'll enjoy the fanfic.