"Owwww" I said, having just hit the floor with a smack. I looked around and saw I was inside a japanese looking house.
Where am I? I wondered, starting to panic. This doesn't look like my apartment.
"What happ- Why do I sound like a 10 year old?"
My new location suddenly became the least of my worries as I looked at my suddenly a lot smaller hands. I stare for a good 5 seconds while my brain buffers.
I run around the house, desperately looking for something to affirm that this madness wasn't really happening. When I finally found it, I wasn't exactly thrilled.
"Please tell me i'm dreaming." I say to myself as I look at a 10 year old in the mirror, copying my exact movements.
I pinch myself, so does the kid in the mirror. Nope, definitely felt that.
Suddenly, I feel a rush of memories come on, absolutely not my own.
I saw young boy named Erebus Seraphim he lived in a small village called Lighthold. Up in the snowy mountains of Anima, life was hard-
suddenly I tore myself out of the memories, I noticed that I couldn't remember my own name anymore. And I was feeling awfully calm about all of this.
"Ohh, a strong willed one. Been a while since someone broke the cycle" I looked back and forth, trying to tell where the voice was coming from. "Where are you, show yourself, what are you talking about with cycles and will. Did you drop me hear in the body of a 10 year old!" As I spoke, my town went from perfectly calm at the start to a raving lunatic by the end.
"And the brat even hears me, of course he had to draw the reincarnation lottery. Well, to answer a few questions so you shut up and let me do my job"
I took a deep breath and was about to start shouting again when I found myself unable to speak.
"To make this quick, I am Bob, left hand man of death. No I will not show myself, Normally I do my job and erase peoples memories of their past lives when I plop them into different realities, but you kinda messed it up, and it only works once. So congratulations, you get to keep the memory you have left over. So have fun going through puberty again. Anyways, very busy, billions of souls to erase, so little time. Anyways, bye"
I was stunned for a good 10 seconds, processing the information
"Oh you son of a--"
After I calmed down from my cussing fit, I decided that the only way to handle this was calmly and rationall-oh who am I kidding.
I smashed my hand against the wall, the only thing it accomplished was hurting my hand, but it made me feel better.
Ok, now it's time to handle this calmly and rationally. First of all, lets see what memories I can't remember.
First of all my name, I think it started with an s, but i'm not sure.
Second, my self control it seems, or maybe it's just being 10 again. Who knows
And, that seems like it, honestly, I was expecting worse.
Now, to take stock of the new memories. Alright, name, Erebus Seraphim, sounds like an edgy anime protagonist, oh, oh no.
Welp, now that i'm mentally scared, next, this place is called Mistral, in a world called Remnant. And, I looked outside the window to make sure my information was accurate, the moon is broken into pieces.
Seriously, who does that? And second of all, how? Do you know how much energy that takes, you know how much energy the sun creates, enough to light up the whole solar system and keep all the planets in orbit, you would need 1000 times that much energy to blow up the moon. it's so inefficient and i'm going off on a tangent again.
Nobody wants to hear my ramblings, including myself.
Suddenly, I hear the door open, "Erebus, i'm home." I hear a horrifyingly familiar voice. Dad is home.