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I always wondered what came after life. Is it nothingness? Pure void? Do we come back to God? Do we go to Heaven or Hell? Humans never lived to tell the tail of what came after death. But I'm about to find out.

I looked one last time at the sky, as raindrops slides down my face, blurring my eyes. This would be the last time I could see it. Was the sky always this beautiful? I guess us humans never paid attention to it, because we took it for granted. The sky would always stay. Always a part of our lives.

The stars have never shined so brightly. They seem so cold and beautiful. The only ones who'll accompany me on my last breath.

I closed my eyes, for the last time, as I heard the ambulance arrive.

At first there was nothing, everything pitch black. I glanced down at myself and saw that I was wearing a loose white dress.

White, the colour of the deads.

The void around me seems to be swallowing everything, leaving nothing but darkness. Yet, I could see myself clearly. I seem to be shining.

It's pretty weird that I'm still conscious, considering I just died.

I frowned. Just thinking about the why and how of death is giving me a headache… Let's just leave it there.

Letting out a sigh, I spawled and let myself fall down, and just stayed there. I should take a nap and never wake up, if this was the afterlife. It's pretty boring.

As I was about to close my eyes, I heard a voice.

- If you want to go back, you must complete an ending, Chosen One. -

Who talked? I tried to open my eyes, but it seems to be stuck together. Who said that? Was it God? If it was, then-

Before I could finish my thought, I lost consciousness.

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When I opened my eyes, an intricate white ceiling was the first to greet me. Still half asleep, I rolled on my side and buried my face in my blanket. It was very soft.

I considered my bedding to be the softest bedding in the entire world. I wanted to rub my face in my blanket every morning, but duty calls and I was forced to get up.

I closed my eyes and enjoyed the comfort of my duvet.

Wait.

Didn't I have school?

As I was about to fell asleep, I remembered my schedule. I forced myself to wake up my body and get up from bed. Rubbing my eyes, I yawned and searched for my phone on the bedside while trying to get down from my bed.

Somehow, the mattress was very soft and I was sinking everytime I tried to move, making it hard to get up by myself.

Patting the nightstand, I froze not feeling my phone. Did I forgot to charge it again? Please, the sun is already shining so brightly in the sky… I don't have time to charge it!

Finally I entangled myself from my blanket and fell down from my bed.

"Oww…"

Gritting my teeth, I got up and dusted my pyjamas. Why is this happening today? My phone isn't charged, and probably dead, I fell down and dirtied myself meaning I have to shower, and I am probably already late.

"Miss Rebekah? I heard a noise-"

I turned around and saw a girl dressed in maid clothes, like in those manhwas, entering my room. How did she get in my house? Did she broke in? How am I going to defend myself? I don't have any weapon! Well, I do have the bat that my friend got me but it's in the living room. If I want to get it I'll have to pass by her… And why is she so tall?

"Miss? Are you alright? What happened?"

She came closer and eyed me up and down, but kept her head low the entire time. My mouth opened and closed, which make me feel pretty stupid.

Finally, after staying silent for a long time, I spoke. "I'm fine. You may go back to, er, whatever you were doing."

"Thank you. I'll go prepare your breakfast now, miss." She bowed and went out backward, facing me the entire time.

One the doors closed, I let out a breath I didn't even notice I was holding.

Ok. So there is this weird girl that is calling me miss that just entered and left through the double doors. Wait… Double doors?!

My head turn so quickly toward the place the maid left that I swear it would have twisted some ribs, and I waited for the pain but felt nothing. Strange, but not complaining.

My body wasn't the healthiest, and the fact that I don't move often caused my body to stiffen, so if I do any brusk movements I always felt my ribs misplace. Sometime it last an entire week for it to go back to normal, sometime it's just a few second and I would have put it back in it's place. Though, the pain won't subdue for about a few days or so.

I stare at the double doors and finally took the time to observe my surrounding. It wasn't my bedroom. This single room was about the size of my entire apartment. Though it was big, it didn't hide the fact that toys, books and little trinkets as such were scattered everywhere, making it difficult to manoeuvre around.

It seems to be a little girl's room.

But how did I came here? I remembered going to the rooftop and was prepared to suicide.

And I died.

So how am I alive? But I have red plenty of webnovels and webtoon to understand what is going on. I was probably reincarnated.

Despite this shocking revelation, I felt pretty calm.

I was always a cold and aloof person, which is kinda ironic considering people think that those kind of people are cool. Only in fictional stories though. In real life, most people find me annoying, not answering or barely smiling. But it's only because we aren't close. My friends, as well as my mother always told me that I seemed to transformed into another person when with family or friends. This leave acquaintances speechless. They would look at me with envy, even if I never understood why. My friends would answer for me that they're jealous that I'm only warm with some people, and not them.

But why are they jealous? I'm not someone special or anything.

I walked to the full length mirror and stare at my new appearance. I seems to be a child, around 6 or 7 years old maybe? I was never good at guessing a child's age.

This is probably a fantasy world, considering the colour of my eyes and hair. I have dark indigo hair that flow to the half of my back, which is good because I would never has the patience to wash it. Though I think the maids would do it for me, but still… It's about the same length as my past life's. My eyes is mismatched, with a bright sparkly arctic one and a cold violet one. I insist at the bright, sparkly eye because it is really shining. It almost look like a jewel. Which remind me of the Imperial Family's eyes in Who Made Me A Princess, but theirs is a more deep blue one? A pity I never finished that manhwa, but oh well.

This appearance is really pretty, even for a child. I just stood there admiring myself for who knew how long, before turning away, having analyzed every single details about my new body. As I was about turn away, a ray of sunlight glided across my face and my blue eye turned green, before reverting to its pale blue colour.

So my left eye can change colour? Pretty cool I guess.

I was about to go to my bed, before remembering the sinking like mattress and decided to climb into one of the armchairs near the fireplace. Rolling my head back, I relaxed and before I knew, I was already dozing off.

I woke up later at the smell of food and saw the maid from earlier pushing a tray filled with different kind of dishes into my room.

Seeing me awake, she bowed and apologize. "I'm sorry if I woke you up, miss. You can go back to sleep for a little longer while I set the table."

"I'm not sleepy. What is there for breakfast?" I shook my head, while my feet dangled in the air.

"Well, today we have…"

She started naming foods which I never heard of, but some do ring a bell. Well, the only thing that matter is that it all seem delicious.

The maid, I really need to get her name, pulled the chair and helped me sit down, before removing the cloches and retreated behind me. I took it as a sign that it's time to eat and start cutting down the crepes layed before me.

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If I have one thing to say about this world, is that the food is delicious. Or maybe it's because I'm born in a wealthy family? From the look of my bedroom, it seem to be the case. An aristocratic family maybe?

I gazed outside the window and stopped paying attention to my tutor. The garden seem so pretty. I really want to go have tea there and-

"Miss Rebekah! Please concentrate."

"I apologize, teacher." I lowered my head, before turning back to my textbook.

Unlike the protagonist in those webnovel, I have studies the first day I came here! You can imagine how shocked I was. The maid, Violet, was even scared that I lost my memory when I blankly stared at her when she told me it was time for study. I don't know if I should cry or be angry.

I could only helplessly listen as my teacher, M.Duson rambled on and on about the history of our empire.

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