{Himitsu - Hideki Taniuchi}

What the hell did just happen a couple of days ago!? I had a bad dream where I underwent bullying and so much domestic abuse I started to self-deprecate every step of the way until I woke up in here where I've always lived, right? Oh man, oh man, what the hell happened to me!

[You're an anomaly]

What the heck was that!? There was somebody speaking inside my head all of a sudden. Who was that person, and what did you want?! The voice inside my head soon goes all real quiet while my hands shake and tremble, still in fear of whatever had just occurred.

[Your soul is impure and thus cannot be entirely placed into the reincarnation recycling system as ordinary souls do; you're an anomaly]

I can't be placed in the recycling process of this world. Did that mean people didn't really die in this world? I had so many questions, and whoever spoke to me had few answers.

[People do die, but their souls don't. In order to reduce strain on the system, this system wipes the memories of these dead people and gives the soul a new host with new memories, but in your case, you move around with all your memories since you're so impure and naturally evil]

Oh well, that was messed up; it looks like some goddess fucked up the way her little system works by making it a little too overcomplicated for no good reason other than to make a good spanking story about an underdog without magical powers with infinite amounts of lives.

So, say, what happened to the previous me? You know? The mute me? Why did I suddenly reappear in this new body? I don't precisely remember dying. [You had a heart attack] What!? How!? I was like eight years old. How could I have gotten a heart attack at that age?! [Drugs messed up your system]

I guess that would make sense, but it would also make sense that maybe there's someone observing all of my possible lives and then recognizing a partner to find me with much more ease so they can try and revert their mistake. Does that sound like I think it does? That's right, that god knows they made a mistake.

Uhm, alright, fine, clearly. You're the one talking to my system, so what exactly are you? Like, what do you do? How do I use you!? [I'm just an assistant meant to help you with your magical tasks and requests. I'm neither an ally nor a foe of yours] If you're a neutral party, how come you talk so freely? [Have you ever heard of AI?]

Oh my god, yes, I've heard of fucking AI, but you're not seriously telling me the world system runs an AI-like assistant that helps each individual in such a personalized way! [Yes, it does] Alright, I have to say it before they cancel me, but a woman clearly designed this world.

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I mean, what kind of male god would want their world, magical system to talk to them like they are their friends? That awful idea is clearly that of a lady who is a little nut in the head. Do you get it, my creator? You were supposed to laugh at that one, Aoi. God, I miss messing with her.

Alright, world system, then tell me more about you; what can I make you do? Do you have a feature to read my current level or other things like that? Or are you going to give me the silent treatment because I might've offended your creator?

[As it stands, you have no access to anything in this world after your second reincarnation; your magical keys were tossed deep inside your consciousness, meaning you can't use magic]

Oh, for fuck sake, in my first life trial, I got to be mute and therefore never able to conjure magic, and on my second chance, you fucked up my reincarnation and lost my keys to access because you're a terribly designed piece of garbage of a system [Pretty much]

Oh my god, I want to shoot myself. So, to recap, all the events that I went through there were all actual events, but that doesn't matter now that I've moved to another body where I'm still locked away from this world's magical system because you messed up my reincarnation. Did I get that right?

[Yes]

Begs to wonder where I have reincarnated this time; the house I've arrived at looks like an ordinary house, and there's nobody here, yet I can smell the stove burning something down, like the smell of burned beans after you let them simmer a little too long, was I supposed to be looking after that?

I try to move my new legs and arms just to see how different my new body is compared to my old banged-up one; it's like I never had forceful sex, to begin with. My hands are a little small and soft, and my hair is a strange shade of red and orange with little bangs on the front.

My skin is so pale that I can practically see the sunlight right through me like those white girls from the uphills of Europe tending up to the cows and stuff. Call me ignorant or whatever, but I was never really into other world cultures, which is why I had a picture of a white girl still locked inside my mind.

How do we react to such a change? How am I in this new body? I had no way of knowing other than to guess by looking at myself in the mirror. When I looked in the mirror, I could see a beautiful young girl's face staring right at me before realizing that it was me; duh, who else would it be? Man, I looked good.

Why did I have red eyes, though? I couldn't understand that part until I reached the burning stove to check on whatever was burning on it. What I saw inside the little pot, however, was nothing like what I was expecting. It wasn't beans or anything of the sort but a human heart.

"What the!?" I uttered as the door of the house opened. A woman greeted me immediately and rushed over to scold me about the burning heart. "Ugh! Annabel! How many times have I got to tell you to pour more water into it when it starts to smoke like this!" The woman, who I assumed was my new mother, says as I still try to process the human heart in there.

"Why do we eat that?" I ask the woman standing before me while she disposes of the burnt heart inside a trash bin or whatever the thing next to the kitchen cabinets was.

"What do you mean? We eat people; I already told you it's our nature to do so; you'll have to get over it at some point." I eat people!? I eat fucking people in this new body!? Oh man, I'm doomed to die another horrible death, am I not!? A cannibal!?