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You died. That’s what this thing was telling you, this ‘Goddess’. You feel yourself, floating in the endless expanse known as the ‘World Between’, as ‘the Goddess’ explains your predicament.
“you, died age 39 after falling off the Golden Gate Bridge while drunk. Dead on impact.”
The disembodied voice speaks in a monotone voice.
“You have been selected for Reincarnation. Please select your preferred gender.”
This is all too much. You died? You were just hanging out with friends after work, at the party. Yeah sure you drank, but so did everyone else!
“Wait! Wait! I can’t be dead!”
The voice speaks again, emotionless and cold.
“Please select your preferred gender.”
You hover over the selection, eventually making your choice. You start to fall, and see stars flying by as you experience this sensation. It’s like skydiving, but without the comfort of knowing you have a parachute. Soon you see a planet hurtling towards you… no, you are hurtling toward it! It all flies past you at an astonishing speed until you see a young individual, a human, that you seem to be crashing straight toward.
The next thing you know you’re on the ground, with people around you screaming something. You can’t quite make it out, your head buzzing as you see a blue window pop up.
“Congratulations, you have awakened as a “Thymopath”!”
What the fuck was a Thymopath?
“Thymopathy – The feeling of feelings.”
Well that was useless, isn’t there anything else?
“Thymopath – A type of caster that uses their emotions to create harmful or helpful barriers. The power of the magic correlates directly to the strength of the yous emotions.”
Now that was helpful. As you get up, the people around you slowly make way, and you see several people in armor approach. Not good. But you’re still wobbly.
“you you have awakened your abilities. We are here for your protection, please follow us to the Castle.”
For your protection. Well that was good, maybe you could get some answers. But better not show them your cards yet. As you’re escorted you eventually see a tremendous castle, looming over the city with its white marble walls. You’re taken inside to what appears to be a court yard, where several other people are gathered.
“The Angels will be along shortly.”
And the armored individuals, probably knights, leave you alone. They didn’t even give you a chance. Soon five Angels descend from the highest room in the castle. You’re asked to pick a trainer, and the other seventeen people, by your count anyway, split among four of the trainers, leaving only the one. You have no idea what his name is, but he looks the biggest and strongest among them, a total hunk by mortal standards. Why not? You walk over to the Angel, whose face lights up.
“I look forward to working with you you.”
The only thing you can’t seem to wrap your head around is why everyone is looking at you like you’re insane for choosing him.
