Darkness. Nothing. That's what I saw. I sighed, a little more than pissed. Normally, someone would be scared to be taken from their house in a split second and appear in the middle of Nothing. I guess I'm not normal. Plus, this has been happening to me for far too long for it to scare me anymore.

"What is it this time?" I muttered and started walking. I had no particular direction in mind, like usual. I just thought it was better to keep moving. Call me paranoid. Who know what lies in this darkness? I sure as hell don't.

As usual, nothing happened. I could never keep track of how long I was there. And, as usual, when I finally found my way out, only seconds has passed.

When this first started happening, I was really confused, and a bit scared, but now it's just annoying. On the bright side, it's starting to get easier to find my way out, but sometimes, I'm in a completely location than when I disappeared. This is one of those times.

'You've got to be FUCKING kidding!' Those were my only thoughts as I heard a cacophony of honks and shouts, and felt pain erupt in my side. Of all the fucking places I could be, it just HAD to leave me in the middle of the fucking street in front of my apartment, right as a truck is driving by. Aaaaaannnd back to darkness. This is different though. This is much more terrifying.

"I'm dead, aren't I?"

I threw my hands in the air in exasperation. Of all the ways I could have died in my shitty life this is what takes me out. Honestly, I probably should've been more scared. However, at that point, I don't think I fully realized what had happened.

Then there was laughter behind me, making me jump. I whirled around to see someone that definitely wasn't human. It wasn't that she was grotesque or horrifying or anything. She looked like a living photoshopped picture. She was practically glowing, and extremely beautiful. I'm slightly envious.

As if hearing my thoughts, she laughed again, her voice ringing like bells.

Now, I'm not an extremely religious person, but I swear she looked like how I'd always imagined angels. Beautiful, ethereal.

"I'm not an angel." 'Ah, so she can read my thoughts. Rude'

"I'm just a minor deity." She continued, obviously amused by my thought process. Hey, it's not my fault. I can't filter my thoughts like I can my speech.

'HOLY FUCK!' Oh, there's the sudden realization I've been waiting for. A bit slow on the uptake there, self. I looked down to see that my body wasn't broken and bruised like I thought it would be. My clothes just had a bit of blood. Weird.

Then I looked at the woman—deity—in front of me. "I got hit by a truck, right? So I'm dead?"

Her expression turned sad, with a bit of underlying anger. "Yes. And I'm sorry." Something about her tone and expression told me that she wasn't just sorry about being the bearer of bad news.

Either hearing my thoughts, or seeing something in my face, she sighed. "I…have a lot to explain. Walk with me."

As we started walking through this unfamiliar darkness, she spoke.

"I have watched over you for a long time. Since you started having your problem." At my nod she continued. "I have a brother. We're twins, but he is my exact opposite. Night and day, I guess. He's apathetic, mischievous, and he loves ruining peoples' lives. One day—I don't know why—he set his sights on you. And so, he caused your problem. The one that makes you disappear into that Darkness, that Nothing, against your will.

"Unfortunately, I could do nothing to stop it, but I made it my duty to watch over you, to see to your safety. I managed to keep it a secret for years but, eventually, he found out. As I expected, he was livid, and he took it out on you…And here we are."

She went quiet for a while after that, letting me digest this new information. 'Why should I believe any of this?' Wait, that's kind of a stupid question, considering where we are. So, instead of focusing on how unbelievable it sounds, I decided to focus on a question lurking in the back of my mind.

"So, he can just go around killing people when he gets angry?"

Looking a bit relieved that I finally spoke, she shook her head. "No. We may seem like all-powerful beings, but we have laws. My brother—it's his nature to be mischievous. That's why I couldn't do anything about his tricks. However, when he caused your death, he broke one of our highest laws, which is why I am here, explaining all of this to you. When our Higher Authority found out, my brother went into hiding. And I was given permission to offer you another chance."

…Wait, what? "Another chance? What does that mean?"

She smiled. "Exactly what it sounds like. You were supposed to do a lot of good in your world. We can't just let someone like you go. So, we're giving you another chance at life. To do your good somewhere else.

"Unfortunately, I can't bring you back to your home—for obvious reasons—but I have a place that I think will suit you just fine. You have quite a bit of knowledge about this world. I believe you know it as an…anime? The…show was called One Piece in your world."

'No fucking way. This has got to be some weird coma dream. World hopping?! What the fuck has happened to my life?!' At this point, I had stopped walking. My thoughts were racing, but the recurring thought was 'You've got to be FUCKING joking.' The runner up was 'Me? Doing good? Obviously you've got the wrong girl.'

"Obviously, you lack self-confidence. And no, this isn't a 'weird coma dream' and I'm not joking. Of course, before I take you to your new life, there are a few things we need to do to prepare."

…Prepare? Why do I not like the way she said that?

She just smirked.