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Prologue
The black belt
"Good job class, I hope to see you next time, the tournament is close so give it your all"
I'm a black belt in taekwondo, a young 17-year-old girl right in her prime to be a top fighter, currently under heavy training, and living in Japan along with my mother, My body is crumbling by just walking.
"Miss Montes, I hope you can assist in the tournament too, We all expect your best.
"Thank you, sir, I…I'll be there, I just have to…rest a bit" I need to throw my ass into bed asap!
After changing myself I go out, It is afternoon so I better just call Mom, hopefully, she isn't drunk already.
…
"she's already asleep… crap"
She's been like this since dad died…like half a year ago, and I understand her, if...I didn't have my friends we both would be just a broken mess of human beings.
Sadly, Mom only has me, and I barely can move on, Even today, I still have dreams about Dad.
So for now, let's head to the arcade, and maybe send some stupid memes to Mina…actually since I'm in Japan I should perhaps suddenly vis-.
My chain of thoughts is interrupted by a loud horn coming from my right, I'm in the middle of the road.
My eyes are failing me, my feet, my whole body too, I can only see a bright light.
a truck.. oh fuck I have to move!
I would move, if my body wasn't already breaking apart, and the truck doesn't seem to even slow down, Maybe a jump ahead? I can't, my knees would stop working.
It's too late, Before I can move the truck hits me head-on, sending me against some wall of some sort.
I feel multiple bones break on impact, hurts, like hell, maybe worse.
"ahhhggg!" No, no!; Move girl, come on! You can't die like this!
After hitting me the truck makes a sharp turn, making the cargo go against me, a big crate, hitting my head right on.
Pitch black, silence, am I dead?
It feels like it, I don't feel pain anymore….hell not even the weight of my body, the breath, or a heart beating, just a conscience in pitch black, with the freedom to think, and regret being blind to the situation.
Why….why… goddammit!, I just…had to look at the road, just that, and in seconds now I'm… I-I'm sorry…Mom, I didn't have to die like this…leaving you alone… just like Dad, throwing my life away from a stupid and silly mistake, so avoidable.
The tournament, that..my friends, not like I had many but, leaving them just like that…I feel sick, I hate this….
… I wish I could just….stop myself from dying like that…well going to that I should also just stop Dad from dying too.
"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 came 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 out, Is not like that matters anymore"
the hell it does, I had a whole life ahead of me
"And still truck-kun did its job, now, have you seen any isekai?"
... .yeah?...
"do you like isekais?"
If it isn't dull…..ok, I see now, just don't, send 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?"
…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"
…..oh come on!, really?
"Yes…, so please, say 'goodbye'"
….fuck off….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 was a relief, and when I did, I saw a man, with crimson red Eyes and brown dark hair, he was….holding me with a worried yet happy smile on his face-
I'm not dreaming am I right?.. did I get isekaid?
And then he started speaking in a language I didn't understand but sounded pretty European, I hope knowing English and Spanish helps out.
Looking around I'm in a room with dark red painted walls, some fancy windows, and a few drawers, also a bed close by, I was just looking around but they seemed pretty expensive, well, for what it appears as the medieval ages I guess.
Did I get reincarnated as a princess? No, not big enough for a room, maybe an aristocrat?
The man holding me then handed me to someone else, It feels weird being carried out just like that, so small frame.
Then I saw that I thought it was my mother, as she was in plain clothes and tired yet happy.
A slightly short blonde hair that had more length on one side, along with blue eyes and sharp facial features, I swear that face reminded me of someone, Still, I reached my hands, tiny baby hands….I'm gonna have a hard time getting accustomed to this.
"waaah…baaahh" cute…i can't even speak…
new life, well, nothing I can do against that honestly
I just have to see how this world works and take advantage of my previous life, or something, I just want to meet my real dad, but I guess doing the role of a child works for now.
And that's how I came into this world, The name they gave me was Sara Whiteraven Jr.
