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In what world do you win? You look around the table as you eat dinner. Besides you sits your sister, Amy. In front of you sits your parents scrolling on their phones while eating. It was just like any other day, just like any other family. “Where I’m from things were harder, you know?” says Mom. Over the last few years, you’ve traveled enough to empathize and understand their struggles, but that doesn’t matter. Because to them, you would never understand. “Yeah, I know,” the indifferent words revisiting your tongue. The next day, you’re at the mall with your family. Everyone moving along—walking, smiling, laughing, running. Their dreams high in the sky, facades close to their face, and delusions deep in their hearts. As you walk, a group of strangers pass by you, laughing, giggling and tossing their shoulders on each other. A void grows in your heart as you stare at what you once had, once lost, and once tried to find. You find yourself thinking, “How could they be so shamelessly themselves, when I have to change?” As you cross the road, you stay behind your Mom. Your mind in a daze, you fail to notice the oncoming truck. Its presence growing larger as its brakes submit. You see the truck in your peripheral, and in a split second decision, you push your Mom forward to safety—leaving yourself in the truck’s path. She was like any other family. But she was your family. “In what world do I win?” The last words leave your mouth as the world fades around you. You open your eyes. A white light dances across your vision duetting with a yellow light. The glare settles and you find yourself standing on delicate white clouds spanning across until it meets the pink sky. All around you, rich ornaments and clear streams decorate the lands with a yellow hue washing your view. You turn towards the source of the golden aura. —— “Let’s see… Damien. Male. Killed by a truck. Mentallyyy… ahm. Foolhardy, high pain tolerance. Hm. Worth a shot.” Somehow, you instantly recognize the beauty in front of you. Mina. The Goddess of Wisdom. Slayer of Death. She Who Sees All, She Who Knows All. “Well, I have to say… we both know how this goes. But I’ll give you the run down anyways. I’ll be reincarnating you into the lands of Essentia. Find a path or find yourself. And maybe help me kill the King of Demons.” says Mina. “Anyways...” she smiles. “As a little gift to cheer you up… you’ll have the ability Fusion which can fuse other body parts and objects to your body.” A circle of light rises from your feet. The pink sky brushed yellow and white. Just before the light obscures Mina, she smiles tenderly and gives you a fond wink. “Take care now~”, she says. You resolve yourself… “This time… I win.” As the world reveals itself around you, you catch a voice of wisdom fading in your head—you’re now in somewhere as a 28 year old, Yokai, Swordsman, and Adventurer. Exactly as you would have wished for.