"...no one ever knows how it will turn out.

So, choose for yourself whichever decision you regret the least..."

You know that quote? Yeah it's from the hit anime Shingeki No Kyojin. I find it a very... relatable quote.

It's true.

My name is Bryan, Bryan Lambert. Over the course of my life, I've made some pretty decisions that end pretty terribly.

Like deciding to burn the midnight oil to study for that examination. Only to fail it anyways.

Or to save that microsoft word document after I've finished working on it only to lose everything I've toiled for when the computer decided to perform a restart into an update.

Or... you know... now. Deciding to take on that overseas school trip to a theme park 2000 metres above sea-level.

Only for it to end in disaster.

As the twenty-something thousand pound on metal tumbled through a mixture of air and the side of the mountain, everything seemed to slow down. My best friend's body lifelessly ragdolled in the air, the only thing holding her to the seat is the seatbelt snagged to her neck. Her neck must've snapped when the initial force of the fall hit her.

Hopefully that's the way she went, painless.

It was almost my turn.

A wetness filled my eyes. A lump forming in my throat. I knew I was never to die heroically in life. I mean, come on, it's life, boring old reality. However, I never expected myself to leave this way either, the last feeling being fear, regret, despair. The last things heard, screaming, crying, sounds of human panic mixed and muffled by the sound of metal clanging against the side of a mountain.

And then it finally ended. Silence.

Like I said, decisions with bad endings...

Let me start again. My name is Bryan "Evans" Lambert. I'm 17 years old, living in...

Well, "living in" is kind of a bad choice of words...

Anyway, living in Toronto. I'm Chinese-Caucasian. Though its probably just "Asian" to the people there. I am plump, though by no means obese, with a pale complexion. To most of my friends, I tower over them at 1.8m tall. Though then again it could just be most of them are short. The tallest person I know is my bestfriend, Ashley Lin, who stands just slightly shorter than me. I'm classified as the stereotypical nerd, with my hobbies including gaming, watching anime and writing fanfiction. Somehow, high school went fine for me and bullying barely even touched me. Probably because I was too afraid to break out of my own shell and kept such a low profile that people naturally forgot I existed. I never saw a reason to be the centre of attention anyway. Just as Sora said "This world is just a bad game for masochists.". Besides, my small circle of friends was satisfactory.

And then we all died. A bus accident off a mountain.

Usually, that'll be the end of a sad, tragic story. However, this is the beginning of a story. One where I break free of the boring reality that once was, forging my own path. One where I take reign and become my own protagonist. One where I begin a new life, reborn in the world of a particular web series named after the beautiful crimson-red gem.

And so I feel light. My eyes are wide open. No I did not survive. Clearly not. My whole body feels numb and it has become apparent to me that a piece of metal found its way embedded in where my throat should be. However, I feel no pain. I feel no despair. I feel no regret.

I feel no fear.

Because it feels like I have a second chance. The feeling like I'll finally be given a chance to exist again. It feels weird, normally I'd question such a feeling.

This time isn't "normally". I feel tired, like I'll go to sleep and wake up tommorow, a brand new day. Like all this is a nightmare. And so, it becomes hard for me to keep my eyes open. My eyes flutter. I don't bother to fight the feeling.

And so they shut.

-prologue ends