I want you to keep in mind that English is not my native language, if you see any errors let me know and I will correct it as quickly as possible.
Today I must decide. I could see the fate that awaits that multiverse, and I do not like it. As a superior being I should not, I cannot intervene directly, but there are loopholes I can take advantage of.
After all, sending a soul into a stillborn body is not properly considered direct intervention, even less so when that soul was already doomed to the cycle of reincarnation.
But I must be sure, I can't just send anyone. While I have been able to see all her life and read all her thoughts to the point that I know her better than she knows herself, I must put her to the test.
That was why I entered this Multiverse and went straight into a train moving at great speed along the tracks. Neither the conductor nor her passengers know it, but it will be her last journey today... If she fails, the test.
I walked into the train while remaining invisible to any mortal being. And I could see her.
She is Carla Mariano. She is 174 cm tall and weighs 55 kg, her skin is brown like teak and her eyes are light brown like walnuts, her hair is black, and she has it combed in numerous fine African braids that reach the middle of her back, she is beautiful with full lips and expressive eyes a typical ebony beauty as some would call her.
But she is not only attractive in face. Her hourglass shaped athletic body automatically draws attention to her, her hips are wide, her belly flat and toned, her breasts are C cup.
The 22-year-old young adult is sitting cross-legged staring at her phone while wearing headphones with which she listens to her favorite music, completely unconcerned, unconscious that her life could end in the next two seconds or change forever.
Not wanting to make it last much longer, I stopped time. The accident that would destroy this train and kill all its passengers is two seconds away, but by stopping time I have given us much more... Time, though I fear it cannot be much.
Carla watched in confusion as her phone froze, not letting her access any apps or type on it, so did the music she was listening to.
That made her look up and watch in utter confusion as the scenery behind the window, next to which she had been sitting, is completely paralyzed.
She looked around her noticing each one of the passengers equally paralyzed, some were while they were talking, others while they were eating or just walking, everything is paralyzed.
Fear began to be present in her before such an inexplicable situation, because clearly Carla never felt the train stop or slow down, she knows that recently the train was moving and that there is no way that a train can stop without making any noise when it was going at such a high speed.
I would have preferred to let her calm down a little before appearing before her, but even with time stopped I must be quick.
So, I made myself visible to her, which had the result of making her jump back, causing her back to crash hard into one of the train's walls.
That was not only due to my sudden appearance, but also to my appearance. It is difficult for me to take on an appearance that mortals would consider pleasing, so I take on the closest thing to it. In this case I took the form of a man dressed in a black business suit, but whose skin is an absolute white even purer than snow or milk, this form possesses no facial features, nor hairiness of any kind.
I remember years ago I appeared in this form, but as I did not yet understand mortals well, I was big about three meters, so it is easier for me to take large forms. That had the result of scaring the mortals out of their wits, so this time I appeared simply as a 180 cm tall man.
"Do not be afraid, Carla, for you need to keep a cool head. This is an ultimatum. I have stopped time, when it resumes an accident will happen, the train will derail and all passengers will die, but I give you two choices: everyone will die in the accident but you or everyone will survive the accident but you. You must quickly choose Carla" As I said, I would have liked to give you more time, but this is not my world, consequently my powers are limited here.
She heard my words clearly, I can still feel her in fear, but Carla is not a coward or an idiot. Even with the fear she analyzes my words, I look around her seeing the other passengers: men, women of all ages, I even manage to see a pregnant woman and another one accompanied by what seems to be her two children.
Carla pondered what decision she would have to make. Her mind had automatically ruled out the possibility that this was a dream, a hallucination or joke and I must admit that I have something to do with that. After all it would take time for her to accept that not only what is happening is real, but that my proposal is real as well, unfortunately it is time we don't have.
She decided, she let out a heavy sigh as her expression looked dejected. She doesn't like the decision she is about to make "L-let the others live" I utter almost as a whisper.
She can't see it because of my physical form, but I'm currently smiling. She fulfilled the requirements I was looking for.
Altruism is good, but stupid altruism is not, a good-hearted fool would have accepted the sacrifice immediately, but Carla, instead, reflected, thought as much as she could before deciding.
And that's what I need, someone with an agile and sharp mind, but at the same time with a good heart.
I nodded at his words, disappeared and time resumed. The accident happened, but miraculously no one died, apart from a girl of African descent, who during the accident crashed her head against a wall, dying instantly from the damage the blow caused to her brain.
And I did it, I already have the soul, now I just must send her to her new body and hope that she manages to save that Multiverse, because unfortunately what the future holds for that place... It is not good.
The Omniverse is infinite and within that infinity there are infinities of Multiverses, which in turn contain infinities of Universes.
What is the difference between the one and the other? That question is easy to answer.
Omniverse there is only one, it is the set of infinite multiverses of all kinds and of all ages, and each Multiverse can be incredibly different from the other to the point that things as fundamental as the laws of physics behave differently.
And within the multiverses are the universes, the difference between one universe and another that belong to the same multiverse are as easy to explain as a What would have happened? There are universes whose only differences are that on a certain day it did not rain or that a certain person preferred to go on foot instead of by car, things so futile that sometimes they change everything and sometimes nothing.
When a mortal who is not attached to any religion dies, he is in function of his acts in life, reincarnated in a different Multiverse where he will lose all his memories, and even his body keeping only his spirit. Depending on if his acts were "good or bad" the multiverse in which he will reincarnate will be pleasant compared to the one in which he lived before.
And I am the one who decides that. Consequently, I can afford to break the rules a bit by enjoying a loophole.
Carla was an average person in her life. She did not commit great evil, but neither did she do great good to the world, although she had the potential to do so. Sadly, she was destined to die in that train accident and while it is true that her life ended in her home Multiverse, it will not in another multiverse.
According to the designs I must send the soul of the mortal to another Multiverse to be reincarnated, but that is the trap, the designs only say soul and the soul is composed of three parts: body, mind, and spirit.
In normal time the body and mind are erased leaving only the spirit, but nothing forces me to do it that way.
Moreover, it is something that has already happened before, that is why throughout the Omniverse there are people who claim to be reincarnated, some really are, others are not.
In Carla's case, her soul will remain whole and will be sent to the body of a stillborn. Because her soul is kept whole, she will have all her memories and intelligence from her previous life and thanks to keeping the body part, the new body to which she will be sent will gradually adapt to take on an appearance almost the same as the one she had, obviously when she reaches that age.
I would have liked to give her power, but that is something I cannot do, no matter how I try, so she will have to rely purely on her intellect and knowledge.
Precisely why I chose her among the millions of people living in her world. Not only her psychological profile matches what I want, but also her IQ is 120 points, and her eidetic memory allows her to remember almost anything perfectly.
Those are advantages that if she knows how to take advantage of, and I am sure she will, will serve her well in the world she will enter, besides... Being a woman was also a requirement. No matter how she thinks, no matter what she desires, for her own good as a woman she must intervene and save the world that from now on will be her home.
Carla was surprised to think that dying didn't feel as bad as she expected.
Her death was quick, painless as the blink of an eye. When she opened her eyes, she did not find herself surrounded by infinite darkness or a burning sea.
When Carla opened her eyelids, she found that her vision was now blurred to the point where she could barely make out silhouettes and some colors. That confused her a lot, so she had tried to bring her hands to her face to rub her eyes.
Great was her surprise when she not only felt her arms heavy, slow, and stiff, but also short. He found it very difficult to get a hand in front of his head, in fact, he had to move his head, for his arms did not seem to be long enough to be placed in front of his face comfortably.
And moving his head was not an easy matter either, for it felt very heavy as well. When at last she reached her goal, she could not see his arm well, for her eyesight had not improved since she opened her eyelids but guided by the blurred silhouette in front of her, she could see stubby, short arms more characteristic of a baby than of a young adult.
Then it dawned on her. She was reincarnated and now she was a baby.
She didn't come to that conclusion so quickly. She spent several minutes shuffling her thoughts and replaying her last memories.
He was on a train on his way to the capital where he would finally enter the university and begin his studies, then time stopped and out of nowhere appeared a being too much like Slenderman.
She remembers the question he asked her and remembers why she had made the decision to sacrifice her life in exchange for the rest to live.
To her it was a simple matter of logic, one life in exchange for hundreds? She didn't see how that could be fair, besides she was sure that if she had decided to live, she would have spent her whole life immersed in guilt, which in turn could have led her to a suicide sending the sacrifice of hundreds to hell.
This did not stop her from feeling bad about her decision.
Her life was not exactly idyllic. She was born into a conservative family that did not accept very well that their daughter ended up being a lesbian, so Carla became independent at the age of 16, which made her school life somewhat complicated and consequently obtaining a job.
But after years she had managed to pass a contest that allowed her to get a good scholarship at a university that, while not the best, would allow her to get a degree and thus get ahead in her life. Things were starting to look up for her, but... She died.
And now she was reincarnated as a baby, which in turn brought her many questions, the main one being why can I still remember? The fact that she could remember her entire life perfectly seemed confusing to her, as it was her understanding that when one is resurrected, they lose their memories of their past lives.
But here she is, remembering everything as she has always been able to do thanks to her eidetic mind, which honestly is both a blessing and a curse, for there are many moments in her life that Carla would love to be able to forget.
On further reflection she decided that it really wasn't worth much thought. If she's destined to lose her memories, there's not much she can do against that and if that's not the case, then great.
So, Carla preferred to focus on the here and now... Although she got to wondering something: What am I supposed to do if it's a baby?
Five years had passed since Carla was reincarnated. In all that time she had learned a lot about the world around her and a little about herself.
First and foremost, she never lost her memories, which was welcome. The second thing is that, despite having reincarnated her current body, she looks the same as the body she had in her previous life when she was 5 years old, something she can remember thanks to the fact that she must occasionally look at some old photos she had taken with her when she ran away from her parents' house.
That was also welcome. Not that she was a narcissist, but she was always aware of her own beauty and never felt the need or desire to look different, knowing that she might grow old to look exactly as she did before, was something that made her happy.
As for the world around her... Carla was very confused at first.
She had been reborn in a world that still seems to be in medieval times and is clearly not earth, but as if that weirdness wasn't enough, it turns out that she is not in a medieval world, but in a medieval fantasy world.
She discovered that when she was 2 years old and unable to fall asleep, she began to walk through the corridors of the place where she lives, it was then that she observed a woman with inhumanly long and pointed ears, throwing fire from her hands to light a torch.
At first Carla thought she was hallucinating because of the dream, but when the next day she was introduced to the long-eared woman as a new caretaker of the orphanage and saw her repeating magic tricks from time to time, Carla had to face the reality that she was not in a normal world.
And yes, orphanage, for apparently Carla's parents abandoned her in one. That made her feel a little bad, she would have liked to have good parents at least in this second life.
But leaving that behind. After discovering that she is in a medieval fantasy world, Carla discovered something else.
"I'm in a medieval fantasy world for degenerates!" That's what she shouted in her native language when she first saw what the women of this world consider high quality clothing and armor.
It was when a group of soldiers passed through the village in which the orphanage, she lives in is located. The soldiers were escorting a woman they call the reborn goddess, Carla couldn't see her, so she couldn't describe her, but instead what she could see was the female armor.
Metallic lingerie that wouldn't be out of place in themed brothels, things that don't protect in the slightest no matter how many turns she gave it, plus she discovered that noblewomen usually wear "fashionable" clothing i.e. sexy outfits that leave absolutely nothing to the imagination.
She had to thank the fact that commoners do not wear that style of clothing and are content with more modest garments... Although Carla came to think that it would be a nice touch if they did not have so much cleavage. Of course, as a lesbian she loves the sight of nice breasts on a pretty woman, but considering her body is barely 5 years old it's no fun for her to feel libido every time she meets a new woman.
Which is also another oddity of this world Where are the ugly women? Carla hadn't seen one, only girls with nice physique and appearance, being mostly pretty and sexy women with big breasts that in normal time should be a torture for the back of any well-made human being.
The worst thing is that those breasts defy the laws of physics, I had seen women wearing no bra at all and their huge breasts, which exceeded the D cup, stood urged as if an invisible force was holding them upright.
"Carla!" shouted a shrill female voice.
The one coming from shouting her name right in her ear is another one of the orphans living in the orphanage.
Her name is Maia, she had arrived about three years ago and for some reason had become very fond of Carla. Maia is fair skinned, has crimson red eyes and dark pink hair.
That was another anomaly for Carla, people in this world can simply have hair and eyes of all colors, even the most fanciful.
Carla let out a groan at the sudden scream made directly into her ear -Don't yell at me like that, Maia, you almost made me deaf- Carla complained as she rubbed her ear.
"I kept calling you and you didn't react" Maia defended herself, looking reproachfully at her friend.
"But it wasn't necessary to yell at me, a push would have been enough"
"True... But that would be less irritating for you" A malicious smile appeared on the girl's face when she finished saying those words.
Seeing that expression made Carla let out a fed-up sigh -And why did you want to attract my attention?
In response, Maia pulled her hands out from behind her back, revealing that she was holding two wooden swords already somewhat worn "Training!" Maia shouted with a jovial tone.
Carla could not help but be infected by the happiness of her companion, so she took the sword intended for her and both took position.
Right now, they were in the courtyard of the orphanage, a place that served as a playground for all the orphans.
Right now, many of them were focused on their games, but they paused them immediately when they saw both girls holding those wooden swords in their hands.
At a mind-boggling speed, the children created a circle around them and started throwing words of support towards their favorite. The girls' sparring had eventually become the orphans' favorite spectacle and every day they looked forward to either Carla or Maia wanting to have a little sparring.
The fight started and as surprising as it may seem Carla is not at a great advantage.
While it is true that mentally she is 27 years old, her body is only 5 and is at the same level as any 5-year-old, so both Maia and her who are the same age are evenly matched in physical condition.
There is also the fact that Carla has never in her previous life practiced any contact sport, so her combat experience in her previous life is nil.
Add to that the fact that Maia clearly has a talent for combat, and you end up with two evenly matched opponents.
Dodges, deflections, strikes and parries. It's not the most epic fight of the century, that's for sure, but the self-taught style that both have been creating for 3 years now can turn out to be surprisingly good.
That's because Carla, using both her eidetic memory and her intelligence, kept inventing moves to counter Maia's attacks, while Maia did the same, using her natural talent for combat.
The thing had lasted five minutes in total and in the end who had been disarmed was the same Carla, taken by surprise when Maia made a quick sweep that made her fall, immediately Maia took advantage and hit the hand of the redhead forcing her to drop her weapon thus obtaining her victory.
"That was a good move" Carla congratulated her.
Immediately Maia advanced her hand towards her friend helping her to get up from the ground, now both are sweaty, covered with dirt and bruises "Too bad it won't work again" she pronounced with a smile, the winner.
And she is right in those words, Carla would train herself not to fall again in a move like that, so in her next fight Maia will have to work hard to reconnect that move or she will have to come up with a new one.
The rest of the orphans let out shouts of happiness when they saw that their chosen one had won, while others let out groans of disappointment when they saw the defeat of theirs.
"That makes 15 victories for me and 16 victories for you" Carla shook her clothes a little while she stroked the place where Maia had hit her to make her drop her weapon.
They both watched one of the orphanage's caretakers arrive, more precisely the same elf who had been the one to show her the existence of magic for the first time.
Her name is Irana. Her skin is fair like that of all high elves, her eyes are sapphire blue, and her hair is white as milk. Like many women of this world, she possesses enormous breasts that stand firm without any kind of logic, but, on the other hand, she does not possess very wide hips.
"Come here, my little warriors" she said in a motherly tone.
Both girls approached the woman, who placed her hands on the heads of both girls. Immediately she let out a golden glow from the palm of her hands, this glow spread all over Maia and Carla's body, when the glow dispersed all the bruises, scrapes and cuts they had had disappeared.
Carla loves magic, she had already done it in her own world, even though she knew it was just tricks, but in this world magic is real.
"Now go get cleaned up, Carla I'll wait for you in my room" The girls nodded.
"The last one to arrive is a stinky toad!" Maia shouted before running away.
Carla just smiled and started running with all her might to catch up, not caring in the least if she is acting like a girl or not. After all, she has the body of one.
Carla knocked on the wooden door in front of her and stood still waiting for an answer "Come in" she heard Irana pronounce.
Currently, the brunette is dressed in a simple white cotton dress that reaches her knees and has no sleeves. Carla is grateful that this world is not so degenerate as to put necklines on clothes intended for girls.
Having obtained permission, she pushed open the door and entered the room. Like the entire orphanage, Irana's room is not very luxurious, possessing only a bed, a closet, and a bedside table and all of that is not exactly in good condition.
The orphanage is maintained only by donations and from time to time by some work done by the caregivers, like Irana who sometimes works as a kind of mercenary, which makes her disappear for several weeks every so often.
"First of all, I would like to see your control over your mana, can you show it to me?" Carla nodded showing a smile to her caretaker and master in the mystic arts.
She closed her eyelids and began to concentrate.
Magic in this world works in a simple way. All living beings possess, can generate, and use mana, some instinctively and others must learn it.
In theory, a being can produce an infinite amount of mana, but just because they can doesn't mean they should. Generating mana several times in a short period of time or in large quantities will have the effect of tiring the body, which can lead to various problems such as: physical fatigue, pain, fainting or even damage your mana production and in the most extreme cases, death.
Like many things in the body, mana generation is something that is trained, which is why great mages with years of training can produce a large amount of mana without their bodies being negatively affected.
But that is not the case with Carla, she has been receiving these trainings for only a few months now.
While her intelligence and eidetic mind have allowed her to assimilate Irana's teachings well, those advantages do not allow her to produce mana in large quantities without starting to feel tired.
In any case. After closing her eyelids and concentrating, Carla managed to make her whole body produce a thin layer of mana around her, which looks as if the girl was expelling blue vapor.
Irana watched silently. She began to circle around Carla seeing how the mana comes out perfectly from every inch of her being.
"You have a good control over your mana generation, it's amazing how fast you have advanced in so few months" Although you could feel how proud Irana felt when she said those words, you could also feel a slight amount of fear, something that disconcerted Carla.
"Can I start learning magic now?" asked the little reincarnated girl excitedly.
Irana only laughed at the childish way in which Carla had asked her, "No, not yet magic is dangerous, volatile if you don't control it well, you must continue training in your mana production. So far you only produce mana when you concentrate and close your eyelids, that's bad, you must be able to use magic fast and without depriving yourself of one of your senses- The high elf caressed Carla's frizzy hair with a motherly affection" But you are on the right track.
To say that Carla is disappointed is an understatement, but she doesn't protest knowing that it is useless, after all it had cost her a lot to convince Irana to start teaching her magic so young. According to her, magic begins to be taught to children from the age of 10, not 5 like her.
"Good, then keep working on that, while I have some errands to run, I trust you not to make a mess" Carla nodded.
Irana left the room and started walking through the corridors that partly made up the orphanage. She was thinking that she would have to improve the magical defenses she had put up around the building.
Carla is not sure. Irana is old despite her appearance dictating otherwise, as a high elf and mage she can reach extreme ages looking quite well, throughout her 147 years Irana had seen it all and even more in Ansur a kingdom ruled by criminals, mercenaries, and mafias.
None of those groups respect any law that the goddess incarnates had created. One of those is slavery.
While it is true that they try to be discreet about it, it is not uncommon for a very pretty or exotic woman to disappear overnight only to be found in the basement of some local or foreign nobleman.
And Carla is exotic, while she shares skin color with the dark elves, the rest of the girl is substantially different from the rest of Oestia. Her facial features, her hair, everything about her is exotic, unique and many slavers would pay millions to have her.
Add to that her intelligence, and her magical talent, and Carla is an appetizing prey for slavers, who can see in her a way to become quite rich easily.
Knowing that, Irana had installed several magical defenses around the orphanage to prevent infiltration of the place.
But seeing how quickly the girl had mastered the generation of mana, Irana thought it would be best to reinforce those defenses lest the current ones would not resist.
Carla is only 5 years old in this multiverse and I had already changed it in a subtle way, I made the good decision to send her.
After all, in the original timeline in which Carla does not exist. Maia grew up alone in that orphanage, unable to hone her combat skills because she had no rival of her stature, which caused her to only develop her skills well into her teens. The mere fact that Maia is a better fighter in this timeline can greatly change the fate of both herself and Eostia.
So far, I am satisfied with what has been achieved, it only remains to wait to see what else Carla can change with just her presence.
So... I did it, a Kuroinu Fanfic starring a female character. Seeing the absence of this kind of characters in these Fanfic I decided to write my own and try to see what comes out.
So far, I have an idea of how to carry the whole plot. And for fans of hot scenes, don't worry, there will be, although mainly lesbians, as you can see from Carla's sexual orientation.
