Prologue:

no brakes no life

"aghh….my feet hurt…." I barely manage to survive that training and my whole body is crying in pain, don't get me wrong, being a black belt is fun and all but oh boy if the worst part is prep for a tournament, specially for a girl like me

at least that ended quickly, what now?

"maybe go see father?..." the pure thought of that made my heart feel heavy

dad died a while ago, but still, the wound is fresh, I almost don't want to think of that, mom almost went insane, I would too, but I guess the shock helped with everything, ah crap, here I go again reliving that

I still had a young body, so hopefully the injuries I had training would go away after a while at the arcade, I still had to get my hwoarang at purple ran-

my chain of thoughts was interrupted by a loud horn coming from my side

a truck, oh hell no, i'm in the middle of the road, and a truck happens to lose its breaks

i could dodge it, I just had to-

i could…if my body isn't breaking apart before this, I got hit by the truck, heavy as hell and sent me flying against a wall of some sorts

"f-fuuckk" i could feel the adrenaline getting in my body out of sudden, it still hurts like hell but I think I can still move, a lie, looks like I have the perception of reality completely altered, my muscles didn't respond, breathing became harder to do at each second passing by

come on…you're a strong girl, strong as rock…you can do it…just…breath a bit and…..

it wasn't the truck reattaching me to the wall, but a crate that fell of the same truck, that struck my head and made me see pitch black

what?...I'm…..dead?...

it feels like it, I mean, I don't feel pain anymore….hell not even the weight of my body, the nerves or a heart beating, just a conscience in pitch black, with the freedom to think, and regret being blind to the situation

i'm sorry mom….i didn't had to die first, i wish I could speak with you one last time but, way to late for that now, ahhh and sorry pretty boy…what a good sparring partner, I had to tell you my feelings earlier, but….well…maybe I'll met dad…right?...

hopelessness, that's what I feel, just pure regret, sadness, I really fucked up, and had a whole life ahead of myself, yet, with all that, I died to young, a tournament unchecked, my mom is still in a hard place of her life and who knows what will happen to her, I hated it, having to die out of sudden…i wish I could relive my life again, and stop my father and myself from dying

"It took you a while to say that huh?"

what…who the hell?

"oh just me" said who knows who, in the pure darkness of my no life a voice comes from the void, a guy, probably

oh just you?, dude I don't even know you

"well then, call me god, or how you want, I don't care honestly"

so you're god?, ok now answer me, WHY THE FUCK YOU KILLED ME?

"chill pretty girl, not like that matters anymore"

the hell it does, I had a whole life ahead of me

"and still truck-kun did their job, now, have you seen any isekai?"

... .yeah?...

"do you like isekais?"

if it isn't boring…..oook just don't, sent me back home, I don't know, let me live for fuck's sake, i can't lose my life yet

"girl, you can and…hey I don't care to be honest is not a choice, it's going to happen, besides, you want to see your father right?"

…I mean ... .yes…i do…

"and that's what matters, so now, pretty girl, enjoy the time you will have in your new life"

w-what?...can't you like ... .at least give me some advice?

"nah, you will catch up to things quickly, so just say goodbye and be reborn"

…..o-ok….first, fuck you, second, thanks I guess, third, goodbye

and as I said goodbye I could just feel my body respawning slowly, well is the wrong word, more like a new, smaller and lighter body

I could open my eyes, that's a relieve, and when I did, I saw a man, with crimson red Eyes and a brown dark hair, he was….holding me with a worried yet happy smile in his face

i…was indeed reborn it seems

and then he started speaking a Language I didn't knew fully, but was similar to english with a bit of spanish, thank god I had to learn those in the past

a room with a dark red painted walls, some fancy windows and a few containers close by, i was just looking around but they seemed pretty expensive, well, for what it seems to be the medieval ages

my new father then handed me to someone else, it feels weird being carried out just like that

then I saw who I think is my mother, dad is handsome don't get me wrong, but I see he has quite high standards in women

a slightly short blonde hair that had more length on one side, along with blue eyes and a sharp facial features, I swear that face reminds me of someone, still, I reached my hands, tiny little baby hands….i'm gonna have a hard time getting accustomed to this

"waaah…baaahh" cute…i can't even speak…

I guess a new life means a new starting point…

I just have to see how this world works and see if I can use my knowledge on something... .please let martial arts be op here…

and that's how I came into this world, later I knew what my name is in this world, Sara, kinda funny, as my new mother has the same name