"Eh? A void? A pit of darkness?"
I wonder where I am. I'm standing on something, but there's nothing. Although I feel like I'm floating, there is no gravity here.
"Oho? Hello there!"
I heard a voice that sounded like a teenage girl. When I detected a female voice behind me, I turned around to greet her.
"Oh, hello-"
I am immediately cut off by a girl with long silver hair, hazy purple eyes, an eye patch covering the left eye, and a petite body. The violet and dark gray clothes she wears are distinctly... How do I describe that? It gives off slutty otaku chuunibyou vibes…
"I am the Goddess of Wisdom, the master of sorcery and knowledge, the Queen of Magic, its Godmother. By a wonderful stroke of luck, may I ask you to be my master?"
I look back at her... Surprised… In disgust. I'm making a cringed-out face, which irritates her.
Hey! Don't laugh; I am the Goddess of Wisdom, y'know! Tch," she says as she turns all tsundere suddenly.
My apologies. I'm just surprised, that's all. But who are you?" I ask as the tsundere chuunibyou smiles weirdly…
"Didn't you hear me the first time? I suppose you are wondering about my name! Can't you judge me based on my aesthetics?" She says this sharply and with a Chuunibyou accent.
"No, I have no idea who you are. But… I figured it out! She had white hair, red clothes, never properly greeted me, was condescending, self-absorbed—YOU'RE ACTUALLY SATAN!" I say this confidently, pointing at the now-shocked Chuunibyou.
She frantically shook her head, shocked, saying, "WHAT?!? I'm not him! AND ISN'T SATAN A GUY? HE'S ALSO WEIRD!"
"WHY DO YOU HATE YOURSELF SO MUCH?! I replied sharply.
"THERE ARE MANY REASONS!" she says in a very tsundere tone.
"But I am the gracious and majestic Azathoth! And you're in luck because this is the first time I've met and interacted with a human in this capacity."
She says this in a playful yet teasing tone as if she indicates romantic feelings for me.
"My standards are not that low, so I reject you cold-heartedly. I don't want a weird chuunibyou as my wife."
"Are you addressing me, Azathoth? Ugly? I'll have your head, you mongrel!" To nobody's surprise, I got punched in the face. But it felt like feathers. Is it true that mages are physically weak? How sad that stereotype is!
"Dang, you're weak. That's pitiful for someone who boasts about being a Goddess."
As much as I want to laugh, I hold it back so I don't irritate her. Oh crap, she's already pissed.
"I gave thee a flame that would never fail—a flame that would burn anything and everything until it was completely consumed by oblivion-"
I stop as I see a black and purple flame emerge and grow exponentially as the chant continues.
"STOP!" I screamed. I know I'm dead, but I don't need to die again! I declare my humble apology to the revered Azathoth!
"Apology accepted— hmph!"
Even after apologizing, she still seems mad, huh?
"Hey, uh, where are we? Is this the afterlife? There are many questions I have," I wondered. If Heaven and Hell exist, where are they? What about my Lisa?
"Oho! You have been reincarnated into an entirely different world! We are currently in your mind, waiting to be reborn. Be grateful you got a second chance at life since your first was sad and pitiful. "Rejoice now, for I, Azathoth, am here to be your eternal comrade in this world," she says as she bows like a maiden.
Do I have to have this chuunibyou with me? This self-centered, self-absorbed, condescending, and sad excuse of a Goddess. This makes me want to die. Oh wait, I am dead. I don't want to live with this tsundere chuunibyou Goddess in my mind. What the hell?
But I have my answer to where I am and where I'll stay for a while. But what about my sister?
"Hey, where is my sister?" I inquired after she finished bowing, and she looked at me puzzledly.
I look at her sorrowful expression as she says, "That I don't know, I'm afraid."
But, after a couple of minutes, I'm snickering.
"Hey, what are you laughing about? How is this funny?" She asks aggressively, with her hands on her hips.
"I thought the Goddess of Wisdom was supposed to be all-knowing. Guess that's a lie, huh?"
I chuckled at my poor amusement, but she didn't find that as funny as I did.
I'm not even sure how long she threw a tantrum. But at least my ass wasn't too badly burned. Knowing this is a whole new world, with magic and all, what will my powers be? If I were to be the Isekai trope, I'd be OP and stacked with superpowers, right?
"I understand what you're thinking; you want powers, right?"
I look at her in shock and confusion and ask, "How did you know that?"
"Well, this Goddess of Magic and Wisdom can read minds." And, of course, can do all kinds of magic." I find that strangely aggressive, sassy, Chuunibyou vibes. But that makes sense coming from the Goddess of Chuunibyo over here.
"And could you stop calling me Chuunibyou? IM NOT! I'm the Almighty! The powerful! The Great Azathoth!"
"Chuunibyou…" I laugh as I see a flame ball approaching; I'm no superhuman, so I'm burned. But I want to know if I'll be the same as an anime character. Strong n' shit.
"Azathoth, will I have powers befitting me?"
Azathoth looks at me with confidence, striking a chuunibyou pose.
"You'd have to wait until you're born, but fate decided miles before you were born, and I can read it!" She is confident and bold: as if she has achieved something remarkable.
"Okay then, what is it, Chuunibyou Azathoth?" I get up close as my eagerness takes hold of me.
"Well… If you want to know—"