Chapter 1: First Death, and Then Hell.

(*Aarinia’s POV*)

Aarinia was the name that I was given at birth. Well, it was the name that I was given after being dropped off at an orphanage. Such a start at life was, of course, going to end with me in the grave…

To be fair to me, it wasn’t really my fault at all. I did what I was supposed to do. Somehow I got into a good college, and prepared to fully starting my life once I finished my four years. Unfortunately, this planned seemed to be destined to fail.

As I drift off into my death, I guess that I should detail how my day went, and how I ended up dying? At least, doing so would make dying easier… Regardless, on my last day of college, I got into an accident.

Well, it wasn’t me that was responsible for it. Today, I was very happy, as I had already finished college. Today was my graduation. Unfortunately, I won’t be making it to graduation…

Stupidly, some damn terrorist group decided to show up on the train that I ride on to go to college. Once in a section in a tunnel, they detonated a bomb. Setting off a bomb in an enclosed space is very affective, you see.

By the time that I regained consciousness, most of the damage had been done. The ones still remaining were trapped in the tunnel, but a lot of people ended up dying from the bomb and the derailment. As for me, I was super unlucky. There wasn’t any way for me to survive, but I still had to live in agony…

Random Man: “I’m sorry, but there isn’t anything that we can do for you...” He said with a sad tone.

Random Woman: “Do…do you want some water?” She offered.

Aarinia: “No, save it. I won’t be surviving this, you should use it for the people that will live.” I deny with a forced smile.

Currently, I was crushed by a big piece of rubble. My entire lower half was actually completely crushed. Frankly, I was only still alive due to all of my lower half being cut off. But even so, I will soon die from the blood loss. Not to mention, I am in so much fucking pain at the moment.

Andrew: “My name is Andrew, what’s yours? At the very least, I want people to know that your life was lost in this senseless act of violence.” He asked.

Aarinia: “My name is Aarinia. You know, it’s funny, today was my college graduation. I already had some very good job offers lined up as well.” I say with a sad tone.

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Andrew: “You’re going to make me cry…” He replied.

Aarinia: “Ah, that wasn’t my intention, sorry.” I reply with a laugh.

Andrew: “I can contact your family, that is, assuming that I survive this.” He suggested.

Aarinia: “I’m an orphan, so there is no point.” I deny.

Andrew: “There… There has to be something that I can do for you. Just watching you slowly die isn’t enough…” He said with a sad expression.

Aarinia: “Just having some people by my side while I die is more than enough. Besides, if I was cruel enough, I would ask you to finish me off. But I don’t want to add to your mental trauma.” I reply with a smile.

Not to be a downer, but I am sure that this Andrew person is more valuable than me. He was clearly a doctor. I majored in fucking computer science, for god’s sake. Dying sucks, but the world isn’t losing out on much with me dying.

I don’t know for how long, but I had blacked out. When I woke up, I seemed to have been airlifted. Ah, so they actually saved them all? How fast… I applaud the effort, but even if I did survive, I would probably just kill myself, anyway. I leave my entire lower half and my hands. I assume that being a torso isn’t a fun way to live life…

Once again, I had blacked out. The next time I woke up, I was on a hospital bed, clearly in an operating room. Look, it’s nice that you want to save me, but I don’t even have the money to pay for this surgery… At least I don’t have any relatives who would end up with my hospital debt. Waking up again, I was beyond pissed off. Couldn’t you all just let me fucking die already!?

Aarinia: “Just let me die!” I yell in frustration.

Random Man: “Hm? Gutter life too much for you, little lady? I understand. Maybe you should try standing under a ship that is landing? But the easiest death available to you.” He jokingly advised.

The man was clearly homeless. But his clothes, even ragged, weren’t any that I’ve seen before… Wait… did he call me a little lady? And why is this man a giant? Looking down at myself, I was beyond shocked…

I was no longer an adult, but a full-blown little girl… As I didn’t have a mirror, I could see what I looked like. But I could tell that I had light blue hair that went down to my shoulders. What the fuck?… Wait, where the hell even am I!? This place looked like some dump…

Aarinia: “Um… Excuse me, but what year is it? I think that I just had a complete mental breakdown.” I ask with a nervous tone.

Random Man: “Year? My PC died many years ago, so I will be off by a decent bit. But the year should be around 2853.” He answered.

Aarinia: “…”

Fucking hell… Either I time traveled, or I transmigrated into this little girl’s body… Either way, I am fucked once again… I was about to stop being gutter trash, and now this shit happens? Once again, I am now a poor, useless child…

Random Man: “Hey, do you remember your name at least?” He asked with a curious tone.

Aarinia: “Hm? Ah, my name is Aarinia.” I reply.

Random Man: “By the Goddess… You must have really had a mental breakdown. Either that, or that hit on your head from the falling debris, had given you brain damage.” He said with a thinking pose.

Oh, shit… I guess this man actually knows me? Or rather, the original owner of this body? Shit… I shouldn’t have answered him so easily… Now that he knows that I’ve lost my memory, won’t he trick me in some way? Before I could run away from him, the man shoved a USB looking thing into my hands. What the hell is this?…