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New Life in TWD

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Still refining the idea, but yea... TWD reincarnation as Sophia Peletier, Carrols Daughter. I'm a guy so... my Sophia may end up a little masculine because I'm a shit writer.

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Chapter 1A New Life: Quick Decisions

A cloud of sulphuric ash billowed out from between pursed lips, and with a gentle tap on the ebony desks edge, a cinder broke free from the cigar, "mademoiselle, I'm about to make you an offer you can't refuse."

The tall, lean, and ghostly pale man wore a pristine suit and spoke with a thick french accent.

"I'll cut to the chase; after all, I am a busy man... You can think of me as a god of sorts, and I'm giving you a second chance at life." He paused and his eyes lazily scanned over the young woman sat before him.

She was skinny, and from what could be seen of her, almost as unearthly pale as him. A chaotic sprawl of black hair wrapped around her and a pair of pitch-black eyes peered out from within the strands. "I don't want another life like that one," she said her voice flat; disinterested.

The man took another puff of his cigar, "Hum, well I can promise you it won't be like last time. Ehh, don't get me wrong, it's gonna be pretty shit... but at least you won't be alone."

The girl flinched at his final word before calming herself, "You promise?"

The man let a light chuckle, "Yes, the kind of people you'll know that you can trust too... So do you accept?"

"I.. I..Fine..." the dark-haired girl breathed shakily; almost giddy.

"Ahh good now that that's settled, I'll be sending you on your way... Ah, almost forgot, one more thing," the smoking man opened up a draw and grabbed a piece of paper," Oh lucky you, seems you've got a sponsor... let's see here... " He fumbled with the paper," oh, two sponsors; quite a lucky lady you are indeed."

The young woman stared at him with a look of severe doubt and derision.

"One from a god of death, sponsoring you for each trapped soul you release, to be given at an interval of the Fibonacci sequence, uh la di da, and one from a karmic deity, sponsoring you for 'appropriate intervention', well that's it, be seeing you."

"What... does... tha." the girl vanished into motes of golden light.

A man appeared in her place.

"Monsieur, I'm about to make you an offer you can't refuse."

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