2 1 Introduction

When the girl woke up she felt the same sensation she did when she was first drawn to the warm and comforting feeling.

Only this time...there were noticable changes. 1.she couldn't open her eyes.

2.she was floating in a slimy substance.

3.she wasn't breathing through her nose but her umbilical cord.

And finally the main attraction!! she once again had a physical body...

If anyone were to ask her what she was most depressed about. It would be her brand new body.

She should have been shocked about now experience the life of a fetus. Or lamenting the fact that her old body being left on the streets like litter that no one wanted to pick up.

Although, being treated as litter would have been a great reason to be depressed about. The only thought she had was;

How dare the gods took her transparent existence away from her!

Now left to her thoughts, in the darkness, she started to think of how great it would have been if she had stayed a ghost! She could scare people, find eye candy and live in luxury.

She knew she couldn't touch anything as a ghost but she was always happy just looking.

Looking at the ridiculous things people do scared, Looking at a handsome male up close as he shivers (in fright), and looking at the wealthy couple run out of their mansion, that's fully stocked with goods, never to return. Just some of the joys she she could experience. Of course, the biggest gain she gets being a ghost is never getting caught.

In order to acheive her dreams she started plotting. She first needed a reason to become a ghost. All the ghosts who hold grudges don't look very pretty so she quickly got rid of that route.

she then decided to reference the few classics which fit her best: which narrowed down to 'greiving her existance' and blaming someone for 'ruining her life'.

But apparently a god of order and morality heard her hearts calling and she was once again chained to the currently developing body of hers. She could only lament the fact that her calling was found before she noticed it herself. She was so close...*sigh*

Although, still a bit frustrated by not being able to haunt people and being a tyrannical being. She decided to rest and collect her thoughts of the things prior to her death, it was going to be a while before she left the birth cavern after all.

In life she was called Lish Que, an ordinary girl from a working class family. She-

Since I'm not one to stick to such minor details lets get to the day I died.

The morning before I appeared on the side walk I had just finished writing my will and turned it in to my grandfathers trusted friend, who works in the government facility.

Although, his friend is younger than him by a few years they still somehow understood one another and he's been around the family. So, I knew I could trust him to keep it safe. I did take precautions before hand though just to be certain they couldn't find it and mess with what I wrote down again.

Once they found that the paper they edited wasn't turned in they would probably turn insane and curse me out with profanities. I would have loved to have seen their faces when it happened but I was close to getting my freedom and I wasn't about to sacrifice it only for them to take control again.

It was my last day before liberation and so I decided on going to the bar with the famous challenge and try my first and sadly, last taste of alcohol. They never let me rest, they would usually keep tabs on where I go and where I went they made sure I didn't ruin 'their' future.

When I arrived at the bar, it was already the afternoon and then I drank like there was nothing better even when it burned my throat I kept on drinking till I had no money left to buy more.

I knew they had followed me and sent someone else to do the deed. I already turned in the will after all, they no longer needed me. So even when a strange person passed me a drink by the end of the night, I knew it was poisoned.

Yet, I still drank it. I knew that when I died I would have accomplished my goal and would have finally escaped from the strings they tied me with to become their puppet.

The only thing I had hoped was that they gave a slow enough poison so I could reach my bed but I was actually fine passing out on the sidewalk or atleast my body seemed fine with it. And I don't hold a grudge on anyone, the people who planned my death? They won't be happy once my will is read out loud to them. They all will remember me for being a monogamous person for at the very least not exposing their deeds...right? Not sure if that's my thought process or the gods are trying to steer me away from my true calling somehow...

When she finally finished reminiscing of her past. She finally realized something very important. 'Am I even human now?!'