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Prologue

Fate is a curious force. One moment it seems to be on your side, the next it uses everything it has against you. One can never know what fate has in store for an individual, even if said individual's fate is thought to be sealed. After all, what can fate do to a person that resided in Hell?

These were my thoughts as I wandered the plains of death. You would think that Hell is laden with fire and demons, but these assumptions were wrong. Hell was gray, flat, and all around boring. I suppose this was their idea of a punishment, forced to forever wander these plains alone with nothing interesting to do. Well, that's a lie. You could become bitter over your fate, allowing your anger to steam and boil, wanting nothing but revenge. But what good will come of it? Unless a spirit medium channels you for whatever reason, you cannot act upon your wrath. All there is to do is walk.

It's funny how one can get used to circumstances. It's also funny that when as soon as you get used to it, something completely unexpected happens. For example, just as I was used to the fact that I will forever be alone, I found that I wasn't. For in front of me was a beast. It was large and pure white, with a large wheel around its waist. It had also four legs, each ending at a point. It was the head I focused on though, which was not hard to do. At the top is what I suppose is its mane, long and flowing, though how I do not know since there was no wind at all. Its face was shrouded in grey, and two brilliant green eyes peered at me. You can understand why I had to take a step back, the beast was massive. It then spoke to me.

"Dahlia Hawthorne, murderer of Valerie Hawthorne, Doug Swallows, part of the reason for Terry Fawles' suicide and Misty Fey's murder, thief of her father's diamond, a manipulator of love, poisoner of Diego Armando, and an all around $# #." it said. "You have paid for your crimes with your death and subsequent failures for your revenge. All thanks to your cousin, the deceased Mia Fey, and former boyfriend Phoenix Wright." Its tone was that of a mother scolding her child and telling them why they were caught. It stung so much, as it reminded me of her, Mia Fey.

"Who are you and what do you want with me?" I replied, my own voice bitter. "I don't need you telling me how I failed, I KNOW." The beast was silent for a moment, and then it laughed.

"At least it didn't quell that sharp tongue of yours. I am Arceus, the Original One, the Creator of the Universe."

"So you're God."

"In a sense, I'm a God." It laughed again. My initial fears turned into annoyance.

"What do you have to laugh about!?" I yelled. "Have you come here to mock me!?"

"Good Heavens no!" Arceus exclaimed. "I've yet to answer your second question, but humor me for a moment."

"What is it?" I grumbled. I had no reason to act sweet and innocent; it was plain that it knew of my past.

"Say if you had a chance to be reborn, to start a new life in a place where you can never meet those you have wronged and have wronged you, a chance to not be a failure, to live again, would you?" My annoyance turned to confusion. What was it going on about? To live again? To start over? It sounded much too good to be true.

"Why do you ask?"

"Just answer the question sweetheart." Sweetheart?

"Of course, anyone would accept that chance. Now answer my question as to why you're here." I had a suspicion as to what it was.

"It's obvious, isn't it? I am here to give you that chance." It looked rather pleased with itself, having to finally reach this point.

"May I ask why you believe I deserve it? It seems odd that you would come to me with this… incredible offer. Or is it pity that had you give this offer?" It's not that I was complaining, it was that for someone like me, there had to be in a catch. The beast looked at me straight in the eyes, a feat impressive and intimidating due to its sheer size.

"I do not pity you. You deserved the punishment given to you for your crimes. You did not however deserve the reasons why you became the way you are," it growled. "Let's be honest, your parents were terrible. However, both of your sisters loved you very much, and it is normally unforgivable what you did to them. I am however willing to make an exception. After all, many deserve a second chance, especially with a history like yours."

I, of course, was still skeptical. "Have you given this chance to others beside me?"

"Er…" It looked shifty somehow. "No?"

"So, either I'm the first one, or you wanted me for something specific." I suspected the latter, due to how this conversation was going.

"Look, do you want to live again or not?"

"Of course, but I have my doubts about you."

"You shouldn't. I'm completely trustworthy." There was a pause, and then the sound of someone cracking their knuckles, though how I don't know. "Alright, three things I must tell you. Number 1: Don't be rude. There are those that will beat the crap out of you if you are rude to them, That being said, it's okay to stand up for yourself."

"Wait, I didn't fully agree!" Personally, I didn't think I was rude to others while I was alive either.

"Number 2: Help out as many others as you can. Think of this part as your atonement. Besides, they give you stuff if you help them."

"Okay?" I was also planning on doing that once my revenge was complete. Of course, that failed.

"Number 3 and probably the most important: Do not freak out if you look a little different than normal. Same goes with everyone else. Understood?"

This confused me. "Why would I look different?"

"You'll see. Now, I'm about to revive you, but don't be alarmed if you lose consciousness. It's so you don't feel any pain once you revive. Seriously, it will hurt more than being stabbed." With this, its eyes glowed red and I felt dizzy. "By the way, you know how everyone believed you had no spiritual power?" a faint voice said, obviously belonging to Arceus. "Well, they were sort of right, but you have a different power instead. Good luck!"

"Wait, what!?" I was able to shout before blackness became my sight, and all was still.

Well, I apologize to those who were expecting another chapter for Ghost Trick: Seven Deadly Sins, but I had this idea and it kept nagging me. Also, though Dahlia refers to Arceus as it, I prefer to think of the Creator as a she. Don't ask. Now, what do you think is going to happen? (This should be obvious though.) Review please, and I will get to work on the other story. Sorry and thank you!