The rain pours down onto my car, and when I say pour, I mean it. My windshield wipers can’t keep up with the rain as I drive over the mountainous highway.

“I’ve heard that this is normally a great view but I can’t see a fucking thing. This rain is so damn noisy.” I crank up my music to try and drown out the sound of the rain.

Suddenly the car started to vibrate.

“Oh fuck.” were my last words as a massive landslide hit my car. As my car was sent flying down the mountain. I think my car got half a rotation in before we collide with the ground. The last thing I felt was immense pressure on my head followed by a crack as my neck broke.

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Why do I feel warm, and wet? ‘shouldn’t I be dead?’ . . . Ok so I know I got hit by a landslide and I was sent flying over the mountain. Am I just buried underneath? That doesn’t make sense I can’t breathe. . . I can’t breathe! Does that mean I’m dead? Is this how death feels like? Alright, calm down. Let’s see if I can move. Haha, I am able to move, a tiny bit. Still, it means that I’m not dead? Maybe? Let’s see 1,2 arms 1,2 legs and a tail .... why do I feel a tail? Let us ignore the new appendage for a moment. Hmmm, it seems I’m surrounded by something. I’m in an egg, aren’t I? So I probably died and reincarnated right? that’s how this works? Right?

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So I’m definitely in an egg. I think it has been about a week since I gained consciousness. I can feel the eggshell even without moving my limbs so I should hatch soon. Wait, doesn’t the baby inside the egg break free when it feels ready… doesn’t that mean? I push out with my limbs trying to break out of the egg. I feel it deform with every movement ‘break god dammit!’ I feel the egg start to break. The fluid within my egg rushes out taking me with it. The result; I am now downward dog in the dirt. Well, at least dirt still tastes awful. I don’t want to even consider dirt being part of my new diet. Getting up I realize that I am still bipedal. I stand similar to how a human would stand. Which means I’m not a chicken. I count this as a huge win! So then what am I? Opening my eyes would be helpful. I wipe away the remaining egg gunk.

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“Wow!” I am definitely not on earth. All around me is a vast forest with towering trees and colorful fauna. The leaves are coloured in every shade of pink and purple possible while the few blooming flowers are a myriad of bright and vibrant colours. I’ve never seen anything so beautiful in my life. Finishing up with my sightseeing I finally look down at myself. Well, I’m definitely not human. I am covered in an exoskeleton coloured purple of all things; actually that makes sense since it would help me blend in here. I have 3 fingers now, my hand looks like an iscects’. Touching my head I find two antena. My appearance is like a humanoid bug? Ah, right I have a tail now too. Looking behind myself I find that someone has decided to cut off an ants abdomen and stick it to my ass. Ok, so definitly some sort of bug humanoid. It could certainly be worse.

“Greetings my champion.” A voice resounds in my head.

Cautiously looking around I don’t spot anyone else. Who the hell was talking to me.

“My name is Etella I am the goddess of life here on Kiomexar”

Who would name a planet Kiomexar, and I guess this really does mean I’m not on earth anymore.

“Indeed, you are no longer on Earth. You died, so I brought your soul here to act as my champion against the coming evil.”

‘The coming evil?’ That is so god damn cliche. How the hell am I supposed to face this coming evil? I’m the size of a toddler, and unless this evil is a fellow toddler, you’re better off finding someone else.

“Your potential is far greater then any human. Even with my blessing humans have their limits. Limits you will need to break in order to face him.”

Your solution to some great evil, is reincarnating a soul from earth who knows nothing about this world as something clearly not human.

“To put it bluntly, yes.”

First off, I don’t even want to fight. Secondly, why would I even fight there’s no benefit for me. Third, aren’t there far more qualified people? Why me?

“In this world you have to fight to survive. So if you wish to live you will have to fight and kill your enemies. The reason you must fight this evil is because they will start to consume the world so you’ll have to fight them if you wish to live. The reason you are qualified is because of your extensive knowledge on animals which I shall return to you shortly. Why you? Anastasia Thompson, you were chosen because you are compassionate enough to help the strangers of this world, while also possessing a strong will. A will strong enough to kill your enemies to protect the people you care about, and shoulder the hate that will come your way because of your different race.I believe that you will forge a path of your own and protect the people of this world.”

Ok, not what I was expecting, also I don’t care about the people of this world. I’d prefer if they don’t all die but why should I risk my life for them?

“One day you will child.”

… Sure, whatever you say almighty goddess.

“Well then I shall return your memories and some information about your own race. Then it shall be up to you I can interfere no longer.”A flood of information overwhelms me as I fall to the ground screaming. After a minute passes the pain subsides and I’m able to think again. What is all this? There is so much. I could name any animal based off an image and tell you everything there was to know. There was so much information that was not mine. Information that I did not acquire as Anastasia. Information about this world and about my new race. Anar’s, ok whoever was responsible for naming things on this planet is an idiot. Hmmm, seems I’m the first of my kind. Oh, thats an interesting ability. It seems that this won’t be so bad after all.