I stood infront of the grey decorated stone littered with flowers. The rain turning the sky into the same shade of grey. Oddly, I can't feel the pitter-patter of the rain on me nor do I feel the cold or smell of the humidity.

I was just staring at the tomb. My tomb.

R.I.P

Senritsu Rinko

19XX-20XX

So, I really am dead. But this is weird. I thought I was supposed to go to heaven or something? Do I still have regrets?

...

No, I don't. I kinda like my current life but if this is how its supposed to end then its fine. I've lived a good life. Apart from other languages, I feel like I've already learned everything I could. I didn't need to stay.

I just wished I knew how Magi ended.

Light opened behind me and a silhoutte of a man approached me. I couldn't see his face nor anything that could catch my attention apart from his long braid. He herded me towards where he came from and, not having any choice, I let him.

"UWAAAHH!" I started crying all of a sudden, my voice oddly high-pitched. This is the most that I have ever cried in my life. What's happening?

Everything was sort of blurry. I wish I could wipe my eyes.

There were three huge silhouettes sorrounding me and they were getting closer and closer. I was feeling quite scared now.

I couldn't hear what they were saying from my clogged hearing and crying so hard make me feel tired already.

I saw a hand go towards me and I fought to keep from shrieking.

That's a huge hand! What's with that!? What's with this!?

The hand carried me effortlessly and handed me to another person. The new person held me tenderly and reminded me of my mother.

I was feeling suspicious now. More than scared and surprised.

At this close range, I found out the person holding me was a woman. I could hear her clearly now. "I like the name Je'hel."

Je'hel? Were they naming me? Wait... could this be...?

Another silhoutte came forth and spoke in a deep voice. A man. "Then Je'hel Ahster Reinhardt it is."

A third voice piped in. The last of the three. "Congratulations Sir and Missus!"

I KNEW IT! I'VE BEEN REBOOOOOORRNNNN!

It's safe to say that I fainted.

I was in a new room and now that I had been properly cleaned (ears not clogged anymore), I was still panicking. I'm pretty sure I had five heart attacks already.

JESUS CHRIST! HOW COULD THIS BEEE!?

So this is what happens when you die? You get reborn? Did I made a right choice to let that silhouette lead me here? Was this just some kind of heavenly prank? If so, it's not funny! I'll bestow upon you heavenly judgement!

Namu Ami Dabutsu. How should I go about my current predicament? Should I just be a good girl and let fate guide me or something? Was this suppose to happen? I mean, I guess it's better than staying dead but I kinda like the thought of having a house in the sky, having wings, and playing a harp like a normal angel that I was suppose to be.

I took a deep breath and exhaled to calm my thoughts.

Inhale, Exhale. Inhale, Exhale. Inhale, Exhale. Inhale, Exhale. Inhale, Exhale. Inhale, Exhale. Inhale, Exhale. Inhale, Exhale. Inhale, Exhale.

Calm down, Rin... or Je'hel. Calm down. This might be good. This might be good. Just be a good girl and go with the flow. I mean, this is great, right? You have your previous memory. You practically have an advantage against anyone in this place. The only bad thing is puberty all over again but that won't happen until 12 years later. That means no boobs and curves, yet. No monthly blood, either.

It's fine. It's fine.

Inhale, Exhale. Inhale, Exhale. Inhale, Exhale.

Okay. I'm alright now. My inner thoughts were right. This could be great. I could still remember everything from my very first book to the very last one.

I have intellect that far surpasses anyone for now. I should use that to cope with grief of not seeing any familiar person anymore and just plan out the life I'm going to live in now.

Whew. I'm even calmer than before now that I've thought about thing rationally. Though, it's still unusual to know that I retained my previous memory. Was this how it was suppose to be?

YAWN~

Actually, you know what? I'll think about it next tim-ZZZzzzzzzzz...

This place I've been born into is pretty weird. People were wearing mix clothes from the Middle-East and the far Eastern Islands but were speaking my native language Japanese. Maybe I was born in a different world than I thought.

One of my plans was to learn to talk as soon as possible. "Babubuu~" ...It wasn't going well. More like pathetic really. This went on for about more than a year before I was fluent enough. And in the same year, I was already reading complicated books.

My parents, whom were both professional traders were impressed. They started teaching me the ways of trading at the mere age of three. Including selling strategies, making full use of the economy, pricing strategies. Everything I needed to know.

Right now, I was shown my very first glimpse of what this world looks like. The world map. Trust me, it looked very familiar.

"What's this?" I asked, sitting in my father's lap.

"This, young lady, is the world map and I'm going to show you our common trading routes. The quickest and the safest ones." He placed down pins and different coloured threads.

"Oohhh..."

He pointed at one part of the continent, placing down a yellow pin. "This is our country, Parthevia."

Parthevia? That sounds familiar...

"Since we're dead center in the map, we're also the center when it comes to trading but that isn't the case for now since we're at war."

War?

He started pinning five major countries. "The Great Plains, Gou, Magnostadt, Balbadd, and then Reim."

Is this...

"The five major kingdoms and the most prosperous. There are other countries like them but as of now, they don't trade with other countries. They're..." he started pinning some more locations. "Artemyra, Sasan, Heliohapt, Kina, and Immuchak."

AAAAAHHHHHHH!

I couldn't handle it.

Dad looked over at me. "Did you get all that?"

I nodded. "Y-Yeah..."

I fainted.

I lay in bed looking up at the ceiling. It was a bit of an underestimation to say that I was sweating in nervousment.

WE'RE BACK TO THIS SURPRISE AGAIN!?

Dear God Solomon, what did I ever do to you!? I wanna do it again! How come you're so generous.

But on more serious matters, is this for real? I knew that map was way too familiar but, really? I might, as well, say that I've been blessed. Was the holy Masrur gonna be within reach? So I wasn't dreaming? I'm not in a coma staying in dreamland?

I pinched myself, it hurt.

IT'S REAL! IT'S REALLY HONESTLY REAL!

I've never been more excited in my entire life. I'm vibrating from where I am and I had to press my head to my pillow to avoid screaming out loud.

What? What? Oh no. I don't think I'll be able to cope with this. Thank you for today and future days to come! I look forward to tomorrow for always now!

I smiled and closed my eyes to prepare for sleep. I was really really happy. Coping with grief had seemed really easy now.

"Je'hel... Je'hel..." I look towards the bright light but had to cover my eyes from it. "Listen. There's something I need to tell you."

What..? Something... to tell me..?

I squinted and realized that this was probably the same being that took me to this world. But I can't see him all that well. This light is really hurting my eyes. "I c-can't see you..." I moved forward and the light disappeared.

I gasped. A very familiar person stood before me. Blue hair... that braid... that divine staff...

"Solomon..?"

He smiled and I was confused even more. What..? Isn't he dead?

He raised his arm and forced my head to meet his forehead. "We're out of time. This will be easier."

Light shined from his forehead and I realized what he is trying to do. "N-No... wait..! Ugh-!"

Memories, voices, pictures, feelings, ambitions, and lastly...magic, poured to my head all at once. It hurt. It really hurt. He was showing me what happened at Alma Torran. How the world came to be. How he wanted the world to be. What he intends to do with me.

I couldn't handle the pain of having everything crammed into me all at once.

Solomon released me and I fell to the ground. I didn't even realize I was crying.

"Je'hel. I bestowed upon you knowledge for a reason. Engrave it to yourself. Don't fail me. Save this world." I shook my head. Yeah. I understand. I really do now.

A thought popped into my head. Kinda liking the idea and being a bit selfish, I asked. "C-Can I ask you to give me two things? Please?" This might be the only chance I'll get. Might as well ask now.

He looked at me as if he already know what I wanted. He bent down to my level and smiled. "Oh? What do you plan to do to them?"

"I plan to give one to Aladdin. And I intend to keep the other." I smiled cheekily, feeling proud of myself. "I'm your fangirl, too, you know. Though, I'm more loyal to Masrur."

He laughed. "Do so in my stead then. Goodbye."

I woke up in the day and unconciously touched my chest. I managed to feel an odd bump and I reached inside my clothes to take it out. It was a necklace with the two divine staffs tied to it belonging to Solomon and Sheba.

I smiled.

Thank you so much.

During breakfast, I asked the one thing that had been bothering me since I awoke from my dream with Solomon. Since I now know where I am and what I want to do, this matter takes importance among others. I pray that their reaction wouldn't be as bad as I thought.

I drank water (feeling thirsty all of a sudden) before I spoke loud and clear. "I want to learn magic."

Everyone stopped what they were doing as if someone had pushed the pause button in the imaginary remote. Then Mom drank her own water and started coughing madly. She composed herself after awhile and said, "What brought this on?"

I looked down, nervous, "I just wanted to? Part of me is screaming that I needed to do this." That was the truth. It really was screaming at me to learn magic. It was my untamable fangirl side. She's on a leash but is still quite scary. She bites my hands occassionally.

Dad sweatdropped. "But you're our only daughter, we had already planned to hand over our trading company to you once we're ready to retire."

I visibly shriveled in sadness and looked down. "But I really want to learn magic and a whole lot of new things, as well. I don't want trading to be the only thing I'm gonna be good at." Now this is the truth that my heart was telling me.

All I've ever known for my whole entirety of my three years worth of life is how to do trade and business. I want to know more and more about other stuff I don't know. I want to know this world first hand and very thoroughly. I wasn't satisfied with what I currently know.

Three years is a long time to spend being patient about waiting for the right time to learn things again. I already know how to walk, speak, and read. I want to know more.

And guilt-tripping the people who raised me was not something below me.

My parents gulped at what I said. They looked at each other and started fighting with one another through pure looks alone and gestures.

I silently awaited my judgement (fingers crossed) for a long while.

Dad sighed. "Fine. Do as you like."

I brightened up and stood from my chair at the news. "Really?! I'm really happy! Thank you! I love you!"

I hugged them both out of pure happiness and they hugged back as equally tight.

Mom sighed for a bit and seemed to hesitate before speaking. "Would you like to learn magic in a magic school?" She asked, breaking away from the hug.

I nodded my head fervently. "Uh-huh!"

"Then you shall. You'll go when you're a bit older and not a runt anymore." Dad ruffled my hair, laughing.

I laughed, as well, letting the small insult pass over my head from excitement. "Thank you!"

I didn't notice it but both he said feels a bit forced and that he was probably worried that they wouldn't be able to see me for a long while. I'm worried about that, as well, but I decided this on my own. There would be no going back. I needed to do this.

In my room (I was done with more lessons about our family business), I was laying down with a small cloth resting on my forehead. It looked as if I was having a nap when in reality, I was using Solomon's Wisdom to gain more knowledge about magic. It showed me memories that served as my guideline for using magic.

I would shift from browsing Solomon's Wisdom to trying out magic in real life. It was like this every chance I get for the past two months.

So far, I've learned how to use the ruhk around me to my advantage. I didn't have enough magic in me but the ruhk all over the place was the ones supplying me the amount that I needed. I didn't understand how I could do this and it feels a bit like cheating so I promised myself that when I'm old enough, I would work my body to the ground to increase the magoi supply within me. That way it wouldn't feel like cheating as much.

Right now, I've managed to make them turn to different kinds of elements (small ones) just by chanting or giving them directions.

It was really fun to do secretly and experiment on my own.

On other days, I spent my time requesting a lot of stuff from my parents. I wanted lots of papers, ink, writing tools, sewing materials, and different kinds of fabric that they could find.

I needed to polish the skills I haven't been able to use for three years and after what happened about me wanting to study magic, and learning just about everything, they were quick to say yes.

Some say I was a bit greedy about the amount I wanted for each item and I'm not ashamed to say that they were right and wrong at the same time.

I'm not just being greedy, there were actually a lot of things I intend to do to those materials and I've already made my mind to spend specific times dedicated to doing those.

They will be surprised at the things I could make. Maybe I should let my parents in on what I want to do to those items right after I'm done?

But right now, I have bigger concerns to worry about. That is, finding out the part in the timeline I'm currently in.

Dad once told me that trading in our country right now is in a decline because of the war. I don't know what war it is but if it's the war that I'm thinking off then maybe Sinbad is just within my reach, being a fellow Parthevian and all.

I've thought it was that was since it's the only one I know that happened in Parthevia but things might not be all that simple. I might've been born at the time that Barbarosa is already ruling this country. Which means Sinbad have been long gone from here.

Which sucks. I wanted to meet him. I'm quite fond of all kinds of tales and from what I read in the manga, Sinbad is quite the storyteller himself.

And this might be good. It means he's in Reim, right? At least, his company is. I might be able to pursade my parents to defect there and establish a new HQ. Who knows? I might be able to make my parents make a worthy rival out of Sindria Trading Co.

But all of this is just baseless assumption. Just a one gigantic if. I'm not even sure yet about everything I've just planned.

I actually need to confirm this timeline first.

"HAAAHHH! KAAA MEEE HAAA MEEE HAAA!" Only a small smoke came out inbetween my hands. No shame whatsoever, yes, I'm actually doing this. And I'm pretty serious about perfecting this maginificent technique.

I thought it would be a good idea. Aside from the hours during the afternoon that I spent reading countless magic books, I also spend my time training magic firsthand in a vacant shore near the port. No one actually comes here because of the slippery stones you have to make your way through and the waves endlessly pounding against you that you must bear to get here.

But I pushed through, only because this is probably the only place where I can practice magic in private. Not just inside the house where I could possibly manage to destroy part of it if something went wrong. And trust me, no one actually want to see me being silly, practicing a silly technique that might destroy someone if I managed to make it work. So, peace and quiet it is.

I also manage to lug here the books I've been using for reference, using a sack that was waterproof. Using Solomon's Wisdom as a guide in magic requires me to sleep during use and my forehead to glow. I was not fond of those things so I use it only before I go to sleep at night and during the early mornings when it's not suspicious to be sleeping (with a glowing forehead).

And besides, I wanted to be thoroughly exhausted, annoyed, and be working my way to figuring out how a spell works on my own without an advantage I didn't need yet. I liked the feeling of being greatly challenged, learning new things such as this.

It might have been already obvious but I'm very stubborn when it comes to these type of things.

After another failed attempt at recreating Kamehameha (I managed to add a tiny light incapable of erasing one's existance), I notice a huge ship, carrying soldiers, come from the right where the port is. The soldiers looked wounded and just plain exhausted with a pile of horizontal boxes behind them.

And after the ship passed by from the distance, I realized what they were.

Coffins... They must be going back home, huh? I'm suprised the bodies were retrieved from the battlefield.

Back in the previous world, the people didn't even bother and just salvaged whatever belongings their fallen comrade has to send to their families. That is, if they were generous enough.

I guess, this world hasn't entirely fallen, yet, huh? There are still numerous kind people.

I glanced at the port and realized that I was fortunate enough not to have my father be brought to war. That thought alone was enough to replenish my energy and keep going.

I stood up once more, ignoring the pain of tiredness that surged through me and started practicing again.

"KA ME HA ME HAAAA!"