In a dark trench, a shimmering rainbow flame burst into life. His head acted as the firewood, kindling the rainbow flames as it covered his body. It’s unnatural light danced upon the stony and uneven walls of the trench.

Just as the flames suddenly came to life, it also suddenly died.

In its place, a full bodied and naked Kagami sat cross legged and sighed. The flames had reformed his body back into perfect health. The effects of the mysterious flame had left its mark however, even though it was a little. A fading rainbow light dimmed all over his body, except his head.

He wished his clothes would have been reformed too. This ability wasn’t that convenient though.

Kagami gazed down at his hand, opening and closing it. Feeling his breath, his hand, and the echoes of pain coming from his neck and chest. It was his way to anchor himself back to reality, for something that felt so unreal.

Sometimes it felt like this wasn’t real.

This wasn’t his first death in this world.

He also knew it wasn’t his last.

His memories were hazy, but it was coming back. How he died this time. He had saved a group from that giant spider and the woman had stabbed him through the heart. Her hood came off, and he saw her face.

“Asa.”

The woman had his wife’s face.

That couldn’t be a coincidence. She….she may be here in this world, but because of his current form, she didn’t recognize him.

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In his original world, in his original form, he was the opposite of what he was now. He was not princely like this, he didn’t have golden hair as grand as a golden wheat field on a sunset. He didn’t have blue eyes, or effeminate features. His muscles were sure as not as small as this.

He had been a bigger man, with a body honed from training, and etched with scars from his fights. He was proud of his original body. This though, body wasn’t like that. Injuries healed, scars never formed. The only exception to that rule was the rope burn around his neck where this body had been hung. A reminder of how this prince’s life ended, and his life began.

But he wondered what had killed him for him to awaken in this body?

Honestly, he felt like it would have been impossible to kill him. He had been run over by a truck. Thrown off a plane with no parachute. Shot in the head. He couldn’t count the ways, creative and boring, that people had tried to kill him. The one that stuck in his head was when a cult tried to use some ritualistic method to kill him. That had been creepy. The other (and by far the closest) had been when his wife, as an assassin that time, had been hired to kill him.

Somehow he had. Or else, he wouldn’t be in this world.

If Asa ever saw him in this form, there was no doubt she would probably squeal in delight and laugh at him. She had a thing for princes in those video games she played.

Kagami looked up at, seeing only darkness. Thankfully, he recognized where he was at. He had a fallen far down, close to the threshold where the environment of the Wishing Well changed. Yoru, had kicked him into the maw after she killed him. This hadn’t been his first time down here so he knew if he went a little ways down, there was a tunnel that would lead him back where he had been.

It would take a couple of hours though.

In the distance, he heard an echo of blades scarping against rocks.

Kagami could help but yell in frustration.

He shouldn’t have done that.

A mistake because the scraping stopped for a moment, before he heard many of them come towards him. Only a couple of hours ago, he had been searching high and low for them. If circumstances hadn’t arisen, he would have wanted to hunt them. He had to get back though, as quickly as possible. The longer it took him, the harder it would be to find that woman.

Was she Asa? That was what he needed to find out.