I blank out and I'm floating around for who knows how long in endless darkness.

Then a light appears to me.

"Hello child"

Who is this?!

The figure chuckles and speaks.

"I'm the God you call Elitishiao Ganto"

I freeze and don't know what to say. The figure speaks again and brings me out of my daze.

"You poor thing. Your suffering has ended, however I'd like to give you a second chance at life"

"Really?" I asked.

"Yes"

"Before we part ways, I'll gift you with the gift of communication. You can communicate with me over there via telepathy when you need help"

I nod feeling overwhelmed and I began to thank it profusely.

I close my eyes as I'm engulfed in light and I suddenly wake up.

In a bed?!

Where am I?!

I slowly get up and look around. Then I proceeded downstairs.

There a woman looked up and gave me a smile. She must be my mom.

"Where am I?" I croak out.

"Are you ok sweetie? You're in our house!"

"What year is it?!"

"Twenty twenty two!"

I nearly faint at the news. I'm in the future and in a different body nonetheless. I wonder what happened to the original owner.

This is it. No turning back. I feel so... scared.

"Sorry mom" I say awkwardly careful of my actions. "Still asleep!"

Not wanting to lie, I tell her everything. I feel guilty as I watch a rumble of emotions flicker across her face.

"Is she coming back?"

My breath hitched and I shake my head, avoiding her eyes.

I hesitate and hug her, not saying anything.

"Was it painful for my child?"

I shake my head once again, and she gives a small smile. Albeit strained.

I find my voice and speak.  "I don't know if you'll be able to see her again. I apologise. I can't imagine how you feel, due to my own selfishness"

"I-Its okay. Guess I have to call you Adeline,  when we're alone together. So, dear. You're a magic user? How fancy. I apologise, I'm all over the place. The news has me disoriented. But I can tell you're a kind soul. I still accept you"

I tear up and hug her, feeling at peace and lucky. After a moment, she got back up.

I watch fascinated as she cooked on this thing called a stove.

She shoved me out later with a bag. These clothes feel so short. I don't think I'll get used to this.

I slowly walk to the direction the body is naturally pulling me toward.

So this is a school.

I take a deep breath only to have that knocked out of me, when my back was slapped tightly.

"Morning lavender" a guy said. I look up to see a beautiful pair of blue eyes. He has such golden hair.

"M-Morning" I said stuttering.

The both of us walk to our class, and I'm nervous because I don't know anything. I sit down and wait anxiously and names are called.

I watch the responses and mirror them when my-

no...

this body's name was called.