I woke up in my bed an alarm clock ringing saying 7:10 am it was time to go to work I put on a simple dress shirt and pants brushed my teeth and got into my car.
I preferred public transport after the accident but I was still able to drive pretty well with my prosthetic hand.
I pulled into the high school parking lot and parked in my spot I got my bag out of the car then went inside to my office and looked at my schedule.
It would be a pretty busy day today there were a ton of students booked in for a consult or check up I only got this job 3 months ago and I was already settling in.
It was certainly calmer than the ER department for a Monday morning after I lost my hand in the car accident I quit being an ER nurse to finish my counselling diploma.
I just needed something new to put my focus into I couldn't let myself think too much about things that was when I saw a job advertisement for being a school nurse or counsellor for a private school.
I got an interview and got hired for both part time positions on a 2 year temporary contract with the chance of renewal.
It was mostly just students complaining about their home life or seeing me for things they need to go to hospital for the other part of my job is risk assessment and helping in health classes.
After my work day I visited a bookstore I really like they specialised In well written self publication works and classical literature which are basically the only types of books I read.
That's when a certain book caught my eyes it was named 'the epic of a reborn war god' I had no idea why it looked so familiar but I brought a bunch of volumes that were on a discount sale.
3 books looked similar large bulky and with war themed covers 1 book was more like a short story and then the last book had a skull on the cover.
I got home and read them all I learnt how to speed read while studying my nursing degree and I enjoyed speed reading big books as a way to test myself.
The first three books followed a young man with the god of war's inheritance trying to survive and climb the rank in a war between super nations the small book was a world building supplement.
The last book was the start of a new arc turns out large scale wars in a magic world that has undead is a horrible idea.
Now that I was intrigued I looked up the story turns out it is a work in progress with around 20 volumes and every three big books was a new arc.
I felt the urge to smash my laptop into pieces or tear the books apart there is absolutely no way in hell I'm going through all that trouble reading so many books for a stereotypical weak to strong story.
"Fuck that"
I got up from my desk and took a shower it was warm and soothing I dried myself off and looked at my phone I had 200 unread messages.
95 from my ex and 105 from my mother both of which I didn't have the energy to deal with today I put down my phone and looked in the bathroom mirror.
I screamed because the person in the mirror was not me I had brown hair and blue eyes this person had black hair and green eyes i was 178cm and built this person was 164cm and fragile looking.
That's when they started speaking.
"Hello Xan or maybe I should call you my name? oh well we are both Zeth now so who cares? are you going to say anything?"
I looked him in the eyes and spoke
"What are you?"
He smirked and spoke.
"I am you or rather we are each other"
I asked a question.
"Can you stop being so cryptic and tell me what you mean?"
His smile disappeared then he spoke with a monotone voice.
"I used ancient forbidden rituals to summon a soul from the land of gods in order to save my country and family.
And it worked I was able to summon you a completely normal person from the place where gods harvest souls to create more gods but there is a problem"
I looked at the weird phenomenon dubiously and spoke.
"What problem?"
The thing spoke again
"well two problems now actually firstly the soul stole my body and now I'm stuck as part of it and secondly the thing is so weak it fell into an unconscious state"
I barely understood what he meant but I replied.
"Well aren't you weaker because you lost your body? and shouldn't you go help the thing wake up if it's a problem if it is asleep?"
The thing crawled out of the mirror and spoke.
"That is what I'm doing we will talk again now... WAKE UP!!"
I closed my eyes and felt a penetrative pain in my head causing me excruciating pain which caused me to open my eyes.
Wait... open my eyes?
Memories and sensations flooded into my head as I looked around myself I was in a large luxurious bedroom wrapped in bandages.
It was a little hard to think and my throat was so dry I couldn't speak I found a bell next to an ornate nightstand I could just barely reach.
I rang the bell and people swarmed the room maids, butlers, a king who didn't look past his early 20s and a woman only the word mother could describe along with a young girl and a 19 yr boy.
I forced out a single word from my cracked lips and dry mouth.
"Water"