Chapter 1: Start

I was on my deathbed, yes this was the day I would meet my demise. I had been suffering from a terminal disease that in the late days of my young years of life had paralyzed me. As a black girl living in Japan, I was looked down upon. My skin was too dark, I was too loud, too fat, too much everything. Now I only have a few hours until I'm dead. I live with my older brother, Jaque. He was a bit crazy. But he taught me the fun and the greatness of gaming.

He knew very well I wouldn't last long. But he tried his very best to smile in front of my face, to ignore the pain, and focus on my pain. To leave someone like him who relied on other's happiness to give him happiness? I felt only more pain. A pain worse than the one physically plaguing. He made me learn how to play all sorts of video games and made me watch all types of anime.

It was fun with him, it was always fun with him. Even though I was paralyzed I still helped him with multiple things like his homework and pep-talking him to try his best. Our mother and father are dead or left us, we don't know, and honestly, we don't care.

Here he comes in a black suit, asking me if he looks fine. I nod my head. His charming smile and curly hair would make any girl fall for him. I just pray he finds the right one. His voice snapped me out of my inner thoughts "I-I don't know how to say this sister but I don't want to let you go." My brother has finally begun his post-funeral meltdown.

I tell him "It'll hurt very much, it will always hurt when you lose someone. You just have to deal with it." I'm not that good at giving advice, specifically giving advice on how to cope with my death. My brother looked at me in the eyes, I could see almost every emotion in his face crystal clear. He may be the older one but he has the youngest of mental stability. "What flowers would you like?" He asked me the simplest question. "Angel trumpets and lavenders." Why does this question that was once looked at to show the askers kindness now show to represent sadness and grievance???

The air had thinned around us, then my brother had just got up and left. Leaving me to again, wallow in my thoughts.

My death shouldn't be. My parents will now be getting a phone call about their own daughter's death, a thing they left behind. I hope that if I die, I have the chance to see my older brother again, who I love so much. It seems my brother had gone to make coffee, I wonder if he made some for me. My body then starts to shake a bit. The pain was all over me and I felt like I couldn't breathe nor speak. It seems the medicine tank that was connected to my bloodstream has swiftly run out.

I tap the bed I was laying on very hard. My brother came running right around the corner with fear in his eyes. "Are you okay?!" No, I'm not you simpleton, I point to the medicine tank and he notices the amount left in it. "Shit! I'll get you another one!" I nod my head in appreciation.

He comes back from the stock room with a tank full of it and connects the end of the needle in my bloodstream to the tank. He cranked up the medicine intake pressure to 2.5 instead of 1.5 and already I had felt at ease. How can I be so weak? I tried to speak but my voice was raspy and weak. I didn't even try, I was too tired anyway, I just wanted to sleep. I want to sleep with my family beside me. I want to sleep in a new world.

I'm a video game author, I used to do it for fun. I mean, I still do but it's more of a job to me now. Writing about these fantasies of mine and putting them into MMORPG games. I should probably tell my brother about the money I left back for him.

I haven't fallen in love with someone yet. I wonder if God will give me a chance to even fall in love. Poor me, worrying about so many things when I'm about to die.

My brother had moved me into a hospital. He knew that it would be better if I died in professional care I suppose. A few hours went by and the heart monitor started to beep a bit faster, this made my brother nervous and afraid. Afraid of not knowing what to do next. I usher him over here and he runs to my side. "You will be fine." He nods his head. I start to tell him.

"Don't be afraid of the world, as you grow older your ambitions will become higher, if someone hates you don't hate them back but instead ignore them, don't hit them. Last but not least, take care of yourself, for my sake." He nods his head. Taking my hand and holding it to his head, I play with one of the curls in his hair. I slowly felt sleepy. I couldn't even move my body. I knew this would be my last breath.

I started to cry, I cried so hard that the knot in my throat had simply become tighter. I didn't want to die, why did someone who broke their back and worked harder than anybody else, had to die? Such an illness plagues a person like me, making me weak. I utter one final thing to my brother, I said "if you come down with an illness, don't be weak like me. Fight it, fight it till it can't fight you anymore."

My life flashed before my own eyes, memories of school, friends, my brother, and then a small memory of my mother holding me in her arms. "My beautiful little girl, Ishtar, you're not weak, you're strong. Don't let anybody tell you otherwise."

I felt like I was dead, but why am I not dead? It was like a loop of living and death. It seems that I was in a room of white, a lady who had white hair and pale skin who drank from a teacup spoke to me. "You must be shocked and confused." I nod my head "yes, I am." My voice was louder than before, it seems that illness doesn't take any effect on my body in this "realm"

The woman laughs and sits closer to me, a bit too close. I looked around the room, but there was nothing to see, it was all just white. I looked down at the clothes I was wearing. They were a bit odd, a dress that was a bit too high up my thigh for my comfort. If I put two and two together, I must be talking to no god, but a god. She nods her head and kisses my cheek. I question this action that she has just taken.

"I can read your mind very well, your thoughts are loud." I froze, I want to test this. I looked at her very hefty boobs and said in my head, I would like to lay between your boobs. The woman laughs, I suppose she was correct, but the state she gave me afterward was very lustful. She puts her hand on my thighs and rubs it up and down. I'm 22 so it's fine.

"Anyways, the heavens have given you another chance at living again. Without the terminal sickness plaguing your life and freedom." I nod my head in understanding and therefore she continues "To do this, you must go to another world and save that world from its demise. There will be monsters, humans who will treat you like a monster. But you still must save the world!" I thought about it, but in my head, I had already agreed "Thank you for your cooperation, may I see you again once you complete your mission, godspeed." All of a sudden I blacked out. But here I awoke, in a new world, one full of fantasies and dreams.