Chapter 1 - Exhausted (This may be the dream story of the owners of cat eyes in the upper part. The normal rebirth must be a cat. After all, she has cat eyes to see the world, not to mention I also like beautiful cats, haha):
I always dread getting up in the morning. I got up before I woke up. Waking up meant I had to bury myself under blankets and sheets again, now realizing how warm and cozy they were underneath. Getting up means getting dressed, eating, making myself look pretty, and a whole bunch of other things that don't put me in that perfect state of comfortable laziness.
When I hear someone call my name, I'm understandably annoyed. repeatedly. When I obviously want to ignore them too and sleep. So rude! It was also a Saturday, so I didn't have any urgent need to get up. Seven o'clock in the morning five days a week is bad enough, why should I waste my precious privilege of sleeping in on the weekends? What's in it for me?
"Get up or I'll electrocute you." A strange, female, clearly annoyed voice said.
She makes a compelling argument.
Considering the threat of electric shock, I slowly opened my eyes, wiped the sleep residue from my eyes, and adjusted to the light. I blinked and looked around the room. Upon further inspection, the room was not mine. The funny thing is, waking up in a strange place to an unfamiliar voice shouting threats makes it easier to get out of bed. I guess a little fear of being kidnapped starting in the morning will do the trick.
The room was very luxurious. Its shape appears to be a perfect cube. A multi-tiered crystal chandelier hung from the gilded ceiling, on which at least a hundred candles flickered softly, casting shimmering shadows across the room. Three walls house countless books, while the last wall houses a variety of weapons, from swords to pistols, weapons of the future.
In all the walls there was no sign of any door, window or any other means of entering the room. There was a square indentation in the center of the room, surrounded by cream-colored carpet, filled with dark liquid, and motionless. The only dark color in the whole room, behind the slightly ominous pool,
A visibly annoyed woman sits on an ornate throne, wearing a simple but obviously high-quality white robe, accessorized with opal bracelets, earrings, and a necklace. She took a deep breath and started to speak, but I quickly interrupted her. People who disturb my sleep don't deserve to be polite.
"Hey! So this place is super nice, but I can't help but notice that I can't remember how I got here. And I don't know you. Would you be willing to compensate for my lack of knowledge? It would be greatly appreciated." Well, Maybe I should be more rude. It almost sounds respectful. She frowned, looking annoyed.
"I brought you here for a reason, mortal." She spoke as if admonishing a five-year-old child.
"That's great, but where the hell did you take me? Who are you? A little basic hello, my name is-"
"I know who you are, mortal," she snapped, too high-profile for someone who dared to kidnap me. "As for me, my full name is Divine Radiance. She pierces the darkness with her presence and illuminates the path to enlightenment. You can call me Radia." Such an exaggerated name, no wonder she is like this. "And you are now between life and death."
Well, that's probably not good. "Would you care to elaborate on the whole 'between life and death' part? I don't remember dying, and I thought I was going to."
"You all said you would. Observe." The pool rippled, the water surface changed, and in the video I yawned and tried to open my eyes. oh! This is this afternoon, I just got up and went to buy breakfast. As the video continues, I begin to jaywalk, apparently not paying attention to anything other than my own sleepiness. Across the street, I fumbled with my wallet and dropped it.
As I turned to get my stuff, I was hit by a semi-truck, my body was instantly damaged beyond repair and I was sent flying across the street. Radia smiled dryly. "Most people suppress their own deaths because remembering the pain is too much for them. I think that's for the best."
I nodded shakily, my brain trying to process the fact that I was very clearly and undeniably not alive as the goddess continued. "It's a fitting ending for someone like you."
Trying to gather my thoughts, I barely noticed the insult. "So what now? Heaven? Hell? Anything else? Nothing? Well, I guess that's okay since I'm here now, but—"
"Well, as I was going to say before you interrupt me again, you didn't go into any afterlife because you did absolutely nothing of note in your lazy and uninteresting life."
I feel like Radia doesn't like me very much. "So, you qualify for reincarnation. It's simple. You are summoned to a world in need of heroes, you work hard, do amazing deeds, save the world while learning life lessons and making friends, and then when you die, You will go to heaven.”
That sounds like a lot of work and not much time to relax... "If you do not accept rebirth, or fail to complete your assigned tasks, you cease to be a burden to us all by your very existence." Ah . That's even worse. What's available is fine.
"Okay, then I accept your gift of a second life. What do I have to do to continue to exist?" Maybe this is something I can put off for a while
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Radia took a more formal tone, as if she wasn't just insulting me. "Si
Tensions between the tima and Delicta nations are rising rapidly. Both sides are preparing for the coming war. King Sindima summons you to stop the war, and I personally recommend that you kill the Demon King, the ruler of Drikta. "
"So my choice is regicide or cease to exist?" It doesn't look easy. Or thinking further, morally sound
Radia smiled dryly. "Your goal is to save countless lives by preventing war, and killing a monarch is justified in order to do so. Now, I have a lot to do today, so if this is your only problem, I think it's time for you to get going ”
I still had a lot of questions, but before I could ask them, I felt a push on my back and I was swallowed up by the black pool in the center of the room. Darkness filled my vision and I passed out.
When I woke up, there was pain, body aches, and quite a few panicked screams. I thought to myself as I pushed myself off the floor, barely able to keep my eyes open. There was a pure white arch, emitting a faint light, and there seemed to be a group of people around it, some of whom were wearing gorgeous white robes similar to Radia's clothes, all gathered around a corpse on the table, from From what I could see, I could see a man with black spiky hair. . The body was motionless. Probably sleeping, lucky bastard.
"Summoning failed!"
"We're all screwed!"
"The gods have abandoned us!"
Summoning failed? I am here. I tried to raise my hand to wave to the crowd, maybe to get their attention and alleviate the crowd's panic. If I had to be a hero, I'd probably play this role too.
But raising my hand revealed a bigger problem. First, I could barely lift it above my head. Secondly, these are not my hands. Third, it wasn't a hand at all. That's a paw. One paw is covered in black fur. A cat's paw. My cat's paws. I'm a cat. I'm not a cat.
Maybe those panicking, screaming people had the right idea.
