I'm still alive

I awoke to the gentle caress of sunlight on my face, its warmth a stark contrast to the cold dread that had settled in my heart moments before. Lying there, I couldn't help but marvel at the serenity that enveloped me, a peace so profound it seemed almost angelic. My name is Jade, and this is my story.

Stirring from my slumber, I sat up, a groan escaping my lips. "I'm still alive," I muttered to myself, a hint of disbelief in my voice. The memory of slipping on that cursed banana peel flashed through my mind, and I half-expected to find myself at heaven's gates, not in my own bed.

I rose, my movements hesitant, as if I were learning to navigate a new world. Catching a glimpse of my reflection, a scream tore from my throat, raw and primal. There, in the mirror, was a stranger—a girl with snow-white hair and eyes like the clearest winter sky, a beauty that could ensnare the hearts of men and women alike. "What's going on? Why am I in another person's body?" I whispered, my voice tinged with panic and wonder.

A sudden headache gripped me, memories flooding my consciousness with the force of a tidal wave. I screamed again, the pain searing through my skull, but as quickly as it came, it receded, leaving behind a clarity that was both a blessing and a curse.

"I'm in the world of Fairy Tail," I realized, the words tasting strange on my tongue. The body I inhabited belonged to an orphan, a member of the Phantom Lord's guild, known more for her flirtations than her strength. "She's a playgirl," I thought with a wry smile, "but at least we share a love for women."

An idea sparked within me, a plan forming amidst the chaos of my new reality. "I've transmigrated to Fairy Tail two years before the canon starts. I have time," I reassured myself, "time to grow stronger."

Closing my eyes, I summoned the magic I had seen in the borrowed memories, and a sphere of light materialized in my palm. It was mesmerizing, yet the effort drained me, leaving me half as strong as before. "Why did I have to be as weak as this?" I lamented, but I refused to be deterred. "It's a start, and I will train."

With determination, I performed my morning routine, donning the simple attire of my new life—a tee shirt, trousers, and combat shoes—and set out to the forest to train.

The forest greeted me with open arms, a silent witness to the trials I was about to endure. "Let's see what my limits are," I declared, embarking on a jog that left me breathless far too soon. "The previous owner of this body was lazy," I gasped, frustration mounting.

After a grueling half-hour, I faced a tree, ready to test the might of my magic. The light ball shimmered in my hand, a fragile hope against the looming shadow of the tree. "Just need to hit the target," I murmured.

But the ball exploded prematurely, a stark reminder of my inexperience. A second attempt ended the same way, and exhaustion claimed me, my legs buckling beneath me as darkness took hold.

When I awoke, the forest was still, and I rose with a newfound resolve. "Next time, I'll be more cautious," I promised myself, making my way home.

The night had fallen, and the guild members greeted me with knowing smiles, their eyes lingering just a moment too long. Home at last, I contemplated my next steps. "A good workout plan is essential," I mused, "but first, a shower."

The hot water soothed my aching muscles, and I lingered in the bath, letting the steam wrap around me like a comforting embrace. Refreshed, I prepared a simple meal and retreated to the sanctuary of my bed.

"It's been a tough day," I thought as sleep claimed me, "but I'll adapt. I have to."

Meanwhile, in Magnolia, two figures watched over me, their features a mirror of my own. "Our daughter has been reincarnated," the woman said, her voice laced with a mixture of pride and anticipation.

"Yes," the man replied, his eyes gleaming with excitement. "She's in her favorite manga, and I can't wait to see how Jade will grow."