I Died And Reincarnated Into Marvel as Goddess Artoria
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I've always loved to watch anime's and read manga's. I had read fanfic about all of my favorite shows and movies. So, I always wondered about what it would be like to die. Is it some kind of afterlife or ROB waiting for me. Well, because of Fate or destiny it seems it was my time. After choosing some life changing decisions, or well death changing. I've decided to be reincarnated into the Marvel Universe as Goddess Artoria. Lets see were this goes. (This is my first ever story so the beginning is a little bad and slow. please keep that in mind when starting the story. I will go back at some point and edit it but with no editor it will take some time. Thanks For Reading!)
Our protagonist, originally from our world, was an okaku always spending time in her room. She would read manga and watch anime all day. One of her favorite shows to watch and read about was Fate and all of its surrounding stories and lore.
Her favorite character was Lancer Artoria, or more specifically Goddess Rhongomyniad. Not only was she one of the most beautiful characters in her opinion but also she was really hot. Did I mention that already?
Anyway I was just getting up from my computer chair after finishing daily's of Fate/Grand Order on my phone. "I always love playing games, but dammit does it get a girl thirsty." No, not like that you pervert.
As I'm walking over to my refrigerator after putting her phone in her pocket, I fail to notice a Bepis bottle in the path. You know one of the big two liters and steps on it the wrong way causing me to tumble.
As I'm falling I see flashes of my life, Mother taking care of me whenever she can. Father works as a firefighter so he's never around to see me. And finally my grandmother, the one who I sadly spent most of my life with.
Not that I blame my parents, I love them with all my heart. But grandmother taught me all of her values in life, to be kind and courteous but also be firm and rational when dealing with others. And because my parents weren't around I always stayed with grandmother, maybe that's why she was my last thought before I died.
"Oof, that hurt! Wait, that hurts? I'm still alive! then what was that flash back for?" I'm confused about what I saw and what happened. I rub the back of my head as I stand up and look around. "Huh, I guess it was nothing."
As I say that though I hear a sound outside my room. "Mrooommmmmmm"
I hear what sounds like a truck getting closer. "That sounds like a truck! But that doesn't make any sense. I'm on the third floor." I run over to the window making sure to watch my step as I throw open the curtain. "I don't see anything, just the street that my apartment is on."
But the sounds of the truck, I can still hear them, it's getting louder like it's right outside. "Come on! Where is it coming from!" I look around frantically trying to see where it's coming from. But as I hear it crash through one of my walls there's one thing I forgot to remember. Gamers never look up.
That was my last thought as the truck which is somehow flying hits me.
