Chapter 1 : Yuri-chan is powerless.

Hello, Yuri-san, or Reason here. I'm currently in a secret underground facility, unconscious and floating naked in a tank of liquid, with cables pumping things in and out, keeping my body alive and asleep. Not that it matters, my soul ring is hidden away with most of my other possessions. Why can I see what is happening if I'm unconscious, you say ? Well, since I don't wear my ring, I'm not stuck in my body anymore and can go around seeing what's going on. A bit like a ghost. Except that we already stated that I'm a nature spirit.

Ah, how did I get there ? It's a good question, really. Let's rewind the events for a bit.

"Now now, Lily-chan, it's your fault for being so cute..."

A middle aged man in a lab coat approached a somewhat disheveled young girl in what was an infirmary bed. Said girl lifted a chair and hit the man with all of her strength.

*BLANG*"Go die you pedo-sensei!"

Not that far. Sorry to have let you see something unsightly.

So, we finally woke up, everyone plus one random guy was there... Exactly as we were when we were back in the other world. In what I remembered being the remnants of the now destroyed Nekota apartment.

OF course, I could only have one reaction to this.

"Oh f-mph"

A hand clamped itself on my mouth, I felt dragged against somebody's chest, and from the lack of instinctive response to this action, it was probably Agito.

I looked around some more and it took me some time to understand what was going on. The giant robot seemed dead, still frozen and with a massive hole inside. I did this.

Horrified comprehension dawned upon me and I turned around to see an uncharacteristically serious Agito.

"The great me thinks we have a big problem on our hands."

Well, thanks for stating the obvious!

Oh gosh, oh god, we're still like we were back then ! I'm still an undead, and I've gotten even more superpowers during the transfer...

That ray of light was one of my strongest spells as Freyja after all, [Northern lights of Valhalla: First shift]

There were some smaller robotic corpses around and some sort or armed force that was collecting each and every one of us. A burly man in a military uniform approached us, giving us a once over.

Please, please, just think we're cosplayers.

"You two, what happened."

We're screwed. That kind of man smells lies from kilometers. I gave him a cramped smile.

"Do you want the believable version, or the other one ?"

He looked utterly unamused.

...

After giving our version of the story ( including the de-aging, but omitting my becoming a demilich or my... mental condition), we were given rooms in some sort of dormitories. The rooms were functional, but that was it. At least we had our own bathrooms.

The same man came to get us ( Agito categorically refused to leave me alone, citing the fact that we'd been left on our own during a war, good save by the way, but was mostly there because a certain Tasu-guy couldn't get a hint), gruffly giving us passes.

"Your story checks. Sorry you had to live this. Suit up and follow me."

He dropped two packages on the bed. When I opened mine, I saw a female version of a stylized school uniform. I look at the old man.

"You do know I'm a college student and finished high school, right ?"

"By governmental mandate, not anymore."

I've got a really bad feeling about it.

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We were walking down the stairs when I felt a very heavy weight fall on my head, and then nothing for a while. When I came back to, I saw that some sort of harness had been put onto me, that my body was slumped on the ground, and that my ring apparently slipped off and rolled in a corner of the room.

Oh, and there were men holding back my companion too. Gruff guy got a phone out and looked at me again.

"The altered human was apprehended, no problems on our end."

Aaaaaah, I knew it would end up becoming something lie that. Someone must have babbled about my condition. You know, if you're gonna be like that, I seriously won't help you when whatever you're planning will blow up in your face. I floated around and poked Agito, who stopped struggling. Ah, he felt it somehow. I poked him again, more insistently, in direction of where my ring fell, his eyes darted towards it, before he gave a small nod.

"So, what does the army want with us, exactly?"

The men let him go as my body was taken away. Is it weird that I don't feel as stressed as I should?

"All of you that came back from your little trip in another world developed ESP. As such, you are all drafted in the AESIR, the Anti Extraterrestrial Strike Initiative Reserve. The thing though..."

I'm not a thing, you old ruin !

"Will remain under observation and testing."

In other words, you're gonna try to make more people like me. Hah, like that's going to go right!

"You will be all enrolled in the Strike academy, where you will be taught by the elite. I don't need to tell you that what happened here will remain secret , boy."

Agito ?

He didn't even bat an eye.

Hey, hey, hey, everyone is gone, what are you gonna do ?

Hey hey hey, move, it's getting booooring you know?

Muuuu!

I concentrate, and make my ring shine.

There ! Go get it !

He snorted.

"So they want to dictate the great me's conduct? Bha ha ha ha I'm he who rules the skies, I don't need to heed those mortals' words ! Fine, I shall see what you have in reserve, 'AESIR'!"

I punch him in the head, as cold as I can, and he shivers visibly.

"Do not worry, my beautiful goddess, we shall do something about your situation."

I damn well hope so!

He finally went to the corridor's corner and picked up my soul ring. Well, at least, my body won't decay since I'm not in it ?

He he he he he he he he he he he he he he he he he he he he he he he he he he he he he heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

Yes , Reisen-chan ?

They're gonna take blood samples...

Well, that's kinda obvious.

And we're half undead that need to feed on the living...

I don't like where this is going.

And we only retained our mind because we killed that shadow spirit.

... Your point?

Braaaaaaaaaaains BHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH

Oh god.

This is bad.

Like, really, really bad.

So here I am, staring at my own body, looking at the scientist that don't understand why I don't react to stimuli , take blood samples, and will soon try to create a super soldier serum from it.

Since I'm undead, I'm safe and not concerned by that, but what about everyone else?

What am I going to dooooooooo?!

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Aaaaaand new arc !

The themehas been announced.

Now , back to editing. Urgh, my liver doesn't like stress very much at all.