Stumbling to his feet, Sora looked around into the abyss he had found himself in; the confused Sora began looking around frantically, yelling out into the darkness that surrounded him, “Hello? Is there anyone around?”

That was when he started thinking, remembering he had just died and been hit by a car...Isn't there suppose to be a god or someone here to greet me? Now saying out loud, "Hello?"

When no one answered, Sora, disheartened, letting out a final cry for help, began praying and hoping somebody was there as he stared into the dark...Hello anyone, please? The loud hello started reverberating away from him, echoing until finally, he could no longer hear his own voice...What is this place? There is nothing around. It's quiet, and it's dark...

But just then, Images suddenly flashed sora’s mind with the still images of the out of nowhere out of control truck smoking him; as he started to remember, he let out in anger while holding onto his head,” Oh yes, I remember now that fucking truck hit me. I hope the drivers in jail...” Thinking back to what had just happened, about the truck that had ultimately ended his life which felt like moments ago... But then, where was he, if he was not in heaven, was this hell?

Sora began to mutter incomprehensible words before returning to his senses... Trying to appreciate the situation he was in after all that happened, he was, after all, somehow alive. The truck should have turned Sora into a pile of goo after being struck with that force, but after all this, he was somehow alive or was he thinking. I was hit by a truck then suddenly, I saw the light followed by this sensation I was falling, and now I am here Isn't that cliche.”

Shaking that awful feeling off, he stood in silence for only a few moments before he cried out at the top of his lungs, “Man, I can't believe this, I'm still a young man,” Sora then paused and let out a huge sigh and took a step forward into the dark accepting the fate that was waiting for him in the shadows...Just then, a bright light lit up the area he was now standing on.

The light then activated on the ground, lighting up next to a row of small crystal-like objects that emitted a small faint orange light; Sora jolted in surprise when each crystal flickered on and of with each step he took forward and back. Then, one after another, looking around the letters to random words began appearing from out of nowhere, rearranging on the floor to spell out strange foreign words he could not read.

Sora was not dumb. Realizing these Strange symbols and letters must have made words but what? The weird symbols began to glow, encasing him forming patterns. Then like magic, they flew to the ground, firmly planting themselves spelling out the word, “Continue?” Slowly picking themselves up, dancing around him as if they were possed by something or one. Strange, what could be the meaning of this?

Each of the random letters now began floating by his sight. But then, his eyes caught one of the words again, startling him catching him off guard, a word he recognized once again from the many symbols, letters and glyphs.

" Do you wish to continue? " Do I need a coin? With a slight grin appearing on his face, Sora tried to reach out with his hands to hit the letters; each time he reached forward and was within reach; they would move. Sora imagined one of the words must have been yes in the mix of symbols. But just then, the floor he was standing on started shaking violently and then growing brighter, so bright that the room he was standing in illuminated, slowly becoming visible. This feeling is awfully familiar.

Sora could finally see the room he was standing in. Clear as the day, columns of fancy cut stone pillars lay before him in rows. Features resembling a medieval castle's dungeon or cellar Sora had seen many historical buildings built something like this in his world. Then without notice, he saw something that left him shocked. Turning his attention to the many statues of different men and women with strange familiar features. Those eyes.

Sora could not help but stare at the monuments as he began to think about where he could be. It did not take him long before quickly realizing what this was like. He was inside a crypt. There was a line of statues side by side, with similarities to his own body and face. There were even some birthmarks on their faces above the lip like he had. Even some of the hairstyles were similar, with a look of shock, Sora slowly started making his way onto the only path that was there from where he stood just then. Music began to play in the vast room slowly. Sora could hear it before it grew; the closer he got to the end, then he could hear a soft symphony or small orchestra with woodwinds and brass. The symbols and words that Sora first saw when entering this mysterious place began dancing to the beat, following him down the path.'

The music is rather nice; how do I hear each instrument so clearly? Then as if Sora knew the song that was playing in the background, he began humming along. Never once hearing this melody before in his life. Sora somehow knew it. It was as if something inside him subconsciously was also singing the words to the song. How do I? Never mind, maybe it is like a song I’ve heard on the radio; I don't have time for this!

When he reached the end walking past the final statue taking the odd glance back at them. When Sora finished and reached the end of the pillar. Everything behind him disappeared. Then out of thin air trophy's started appearing on shelves...Trophies? The words before that had made no sense slowly became comprehensible words in his mind the longer he looked at them. Slowly each word would start to come together in his mind giving him a translation into English.

Now laying before him was a room with shelves and various medals hanging and other achievement-like objects. Sora began looking left, down the hall, the only hall he could continue to walk down. When he spotted more and more trophies, a never-ending buffet, it startled him. Then he leaned his head forward and took a glance down the right hall; this hall had an eery feeling to it and looked as if no one had not visited it for some time; Sora began to feel lost in the room with endless portraits and trophies.

Each photo he saw had an "Achievement" below it with strange symbols. Getting a grip, Sora began to step forward and began to feel the ground shake once again. As the violent shaking tossed him around, he planted his feet firm and stood the quake. The right hall lit up as the lights had before when he appeared here. With no reason, they turned on; that's when words swarmed to form.

"Welcome back, inquisitor; we have an old destination for you to revisit. We believe we have found it. Your enemy is in Marisitic, and it seems that the world also requires your help once again, hero. I am sorry this life's vacation was cut short, but we had to throw a truck your way."

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“What are you” Screamed Sora at the words floating. Next, speaking to the mysterious words frantically, unable to understand what was happening, Sora said, “What is a Marisitic? Really? does it have a second meaning?” Sora asked out loud as if someone anyone would answer. Then, disappointed by the floating words, Sora began walking down the red-carpeted path before him as the left path crumbled and faded in the distant background behind him. Walking down this path, two beautiful gold and orange ropes were tightly twisted into knots, with what appeared to be silver poles acting as barriers. Whoever made the setup designed it to coach the person down the narrow path.

Sora, you’ve really done it this time. Still confused, he could not help but start to admire his surroundings. The walls resembled a castle with a brick layout that were tightly packed together and locked in with mortar or dirt. The bricks themselves were massive. Each must have weighed a ton, and each brick had slight wear to them. Moss could be seen growing off each piece and hanging off each stone, almost like they were carved into the massive structure itself. With each step Sora took, he got closer to the light shining at the end of the path. The light appeared at the end of the hall pulsating on a strange stone disc with a dial similar to a hand to a clock, and it now had a gold, crimson tint to it as the hands began to spin.

That doesn't look fun.. ahaha shit...Taking the last step forward, he was then suddenly consumed in white light; in his view now, the sight of a bunch of skills being flooded back to him appeared in his sight. Branching into more branches resembling sort of like a magical tree. Each branch extending further to a point he thought would never end, Sora began screaming in pain, holding his eye, "Ahhhh."

His eye began to feel as if it was about to pop out of his head."What is this feeling in my eye!" Sora screamed, covering it with his hand. just then, the letters began glowing to form the words.”

"Pick 3 skills as a primary skill; skills in this world act as focus points for your ability. The user can determine skills by fighting power, magical power and spiritual energy. Next, select your sex."

Sora screamed once again at the words. Now holding his eye that was bleeding, he screamed out, “ What the hell is this talk about, and that's a rather brief description. What if I chose female?” The words now spelling out, “Female selected”

Sora, not noticing the words, continued, “Also, that's a lot of information at once. How do I even select a skill or sex? Hmm? Hey, answer me!? Are you listening...” ”Like, what are these skills suppose to even do for me?”

Sora could not help but think about all these shortcomings in his prior life. Though Sora wasn't poor, he and his mother never lived a fancy or extravagant life. They had a modest-style home, always living with the basics, never able to afford the luxury. Their house wasn't big or small, and his mother didn't have a lot to give but did the best with what she had to make him happy growing up. Tired of being unlucky, he wished things would go his way for once. After all, Sora has been so using to nothing working out it had become second nature.

Maybe I will be able to talk my way out of things. I wonder if there's a skill for that, though. If I am going to a world with magic, I'll need to know everything! Sora continued to chuckle to himself, thinking what skills he would like just then. Finally, the words formed a sentence, "Extravagant" “ Manifest former lives.”Plunderer.” The bright light letters began to glow in his right eye the skill spelling, ‘Provides unusual drops from all monsters.’

No way! Am I being iskai'd? Just when he thought things could not get any more, game-like several game-like windows appeared in his vision stating many different follow up skills,

"Fools luck" follow-up branch for Extravagant "unlocked" increased drop rate and luck 5%

"Silver tongue " unlocked " silver tongue ability. To negotiate with higher success. Ability to convince others with higher success.

"Never surrender " Unlocked" Never surrender. When met with unfavourable conditions, damage increased by 15%

The words gathered once more around him, flying around violently, waiting to spell the next phrase. Then, finally, after the magical light consumed Sora, he could see the words stop briefly to form a sentence.

"You will receive more skills as you progress in your new life until we meet again Inquisitor I wish you a better life this life."

The bright light began to rise, and the dials began to spin erratically as numbers began to lift off the stone tablet clock. Each number, enveloping Sora, slowly working its way from his feet to his head. Then without notice, it engulfed him in an instant with a bright light. Suddenly the fresh air met him with the sight of the sun and the cool wind blowing through his hair. Looking around, he realized he was free-falling through the sky literally as clouds raced past him. "No, no, I can't believe this. I am falling to my death, ahh."

Before letting out a cry and a girlish scream, "Ekk." Sora started yelling out loud, “Not again!!” Then out of nowhere, as if there was magic controlling his body, Sora flipped towards his feet, then his pace rapidly began to slow just before he hit the ground. "Phew, I swear I can still taste the cloud....." With an exhausted look on his face, Sora found himself in a large field with nothing around. The air was sweet and had a hint of honey. The sun was bright, except when he took a closer look at it, it left his jaw wide open. "Holy shit, there are two suns!"

Taken back for a moment, Sora thought back to that strange room he started in and the words he saw floating, asking him all sorts of weird questions. The weird music, the skills then poof’. ”Is this like a game or another world? Perhaps can I use an inventory?” Sora began to encounter a problem. How did he access this? The only thing coming to mind was just that, giving up on the inventory briefly, he checked his status to see he was a level, 1 Human. Then faced with this information, he could only compare it to those two options or a dream. Sora had watched his fair share of anime, read his fair share of fantasy novels, but he didn't meet an omnipotent being and being in his own words respawned was definitely weird. Scratching his head. Sora hung his head low and realized without a god's omnipotent magic of gifts, and he was just a lost level 1 human with no real abilities other than luck. Well, shit!

Having no general idea of what to look for or where to go, having never been to this world and with no experience or weapons to fight. Sora had nothing but the clothes on his back he was wearing.

Sora was stuck not being able to decide what direction to walk in. After all, he just wanted to get somewhere that was safe. Somewhere with warm and soft beds with nice meals, where there were people he could talk to and gather information about where exactly it was he was suddenly trapped in. Sora spun around in a few circles, and when he stopped, that was the way he headed off in.

Announcing out loud, “This is my life now! Nothing but the wind on my back that will decide my path.” So he thought. Sora tried to assure himself, but it was obvious, Sora was not impressed with his current situation. Being stuck in a dark crypt-like area then falling from the sky to now, well, this...He started walking in the direction he called north, knowing all too well it probably wasn’t...

After walking for a while, he still had no food or useful tools, no knowledge about where he was and with no weapons to defend himself with in the event he got into some conflict, Sora found himself fucked literally if something was to challenge him. “I need to find something, anything works, and this could mean life or death. I really hope this world is not too crazy; these 'Monsters’ could be anything after all.” When he finished speaking, he looked at a stick and then followed up, saying, “You could even be a monster. I got my eye on you.”

Now staring at the stick it was there Sora saw his or rather her reflection for the first time in a little pool of water.