Act 1 End of a life Pov ???

It was dark, but I was happy, for the first time in my life, I honored my name sake, I was a hero, atleast a little bit like my dad, my grandfather and great grandfather. 

“Who did you save, kid?” The voice was old, masculine, was it my uncle? But as I looked around, I found no one, in the dark.

“A beautiful girl, I think she was the most beautiful girl I’ve met.” I was being honest as I remembered her looking down at me, her red eyes filled with strange amusement.

Her pink lips saying words I wasn’t able to hear, but nonetheless it gave me great relief.

“She sounds kind, do you know where you are kid?” I know, I was sad that I wasn’t able to see my sister, as she was the only one my heart kept dear, I hope she wouldn’t be struck with grief.

“Is this the afterlife mister?” I asked, being respectful as I should have been from the start.

“Close, this is a corridor before the afterlives.” He said as everything came to light, as I stood infront of an older foreign man, the walls of the corridor were covered in art.

I was scared, the corridor was beautifully decorated, and the man’s gentle smile, calmness, and height terrified me.

I didn’t know what would happen next, my uncle was christian believing in hell and heaven, but my aunty and my cousins were Buhist-shinto believing in kami, spirits and reincarnation 

But me? I never believed any of it, satisfied enough with my games, manga and the traditional kendo my uncle forced me to train in.

“Don’t worry kid, I’m here to ask a favor and help you move on to your next life.” His words calmed me down, and made me think he was nothing like those who would visit my uncle's family from time to time.

“I want to see your world, and in exchange I’ll help reincarnate you to another life,” I was looking at him as he spoke and the only thing I had in my head was.

“You're gonna Isekai me mister? Like in the manga!?” That made me excited and thought, wouldn't this chance be wasted on me?

“I’m a traveler, moving from world to world, and I’ve been to real paradises before. I can reincarnate you to one of them, there you can build yourself up into something close to a small g god, or enjoy a peaceful life.” I wasn’t sure how to answer him, as my thoughts spinned, small g?

“I. . . yes, but can you take care of my sister? And when she dies let her soul go to where you’ll send me.” I looked down as I asked him, not being able to meet his eyes.

“Deal, now hold my hand, I'll send you to the Star federation, it's a very advanced world, everyone evolved to become really kind, I feel it’s a perfect place for you to grow there.”  I had no Idea what he was saying but I hope I’ll still be a boy in my next life, or atleast human.

I took his hand, as I was blinded with a light that was brighter than my surprise. . .

Act 2 Hospital

I woke up, my head hurting as I looked down on my blood soaked shirt, and immature arms and small soft hands.

The memories of today came to me as I assimilated with what's left of the kid, I am now Yukari Shiro and my sister is Yukari Nanami.

We're from a once wealthy noble clan of this country, but had declined decades before I was born, my family broke apart when my dad and mom were killed because of our lands.

Distant memories were hard to recall so I focused on the recent ones as I looked around and saw I was in a morgue as other bodies were laying on steel shining cold alcohol smelling tables.

“hmm, I'm probably in an early modern world, if they have yet to use body lockers or.” I smelled myself and I do not smell too strongly of chemicals and I did not even have a tag or other labels.

“Shiro died in the afternoon, when he saved that beautiful foreigner, while looking for his sister, I should continue looking for Nanami.” I looked around and it was night, as the windows showed a crescent silver moon.

If you spot this tale on Amazon, know that it has been stolen. Report the violation.

I stood up and went towards what looked like a storage room, it was actually a break room, with bunk beds, lockers, tables and chairs.

I opened one of the lockers and saw it had sets of medical scrubs, gloves, and other things a nurse or doctor would need.

I took off my blood soaked shirt and put on a white medical shirt, a cloth face mask, a pair of shoes and a doctor's coat.

I looked at myself in a body mirror next to the door, I was young, the kid was young, I remembered Shiro having dark brown hair but now it's full white, his sun kissed skin turned northman pale. . . And Shiro's green eyes turned bright amber.

I ignored the changes and with my disguise on I walked out of the hospital, the medical team on standby was basically a skeleton crew and they didn't even have security guards at the exit doors. 

The ones in the lobby of the ward I was in, didn’t even notice me as I left, at one of the side exits.

I smelled the fresh air, as tears ran down my eyes, as the night took me and I walked and looked around, and then I saw the distant manor Shiro visited this afternoon.

“It has lights on? was he just early?” With that question said to no one, I walked towards the manor, as I felt a heat in my chest. . .No, it was in my heart, guiding me towards the manor.

“I wonder what that is?” As I walked slowly as I started to sing, trying to see if magic existed in this world.

“In the corner of the room so dim,

A tiny fire fights to stay within.

Its glow fades out, then sparks to life,

A dance of shadow, a trembling fight.”

Sparks started to glow at the tips of my fingers.

“Oh, flickering light, you sway and you fade,

In the quiet night, your rhythm is made.

A beacon so small, yet you burn so bright,

In this dark, with your flickering light.”

As I continued to sing a small ball of fire appeared in my hand, it was weak and its light was much dimmer than the street lights above me, but it was enough proof.

“Magic does exist here, but this body isn't a very good conductor of it, easy enough to fix I suppose.” I continued to walk, good thing Shiro left his luggage at the manor or else I would have needed to pick it up in the hospital death storage or worse in a police station.

As I walked, I kept singing and conjuring small bits of magic, feeling the soft touch of the universal law of Arcana, and hearing her giggles at my awful singing, but as I walked for some reason the warmth in my heart kept making me walk faster, like I needed to be somewhere soon.

Act 3 Manor Pov ???

At an old manor house two floors large with balconies and the architectural furnish of old England sat upon a forested hill, an electrical light was turned on in one of the upper rooms.

In the dining room, a simple long table easily, able to seat a dozen guests dominated the room, as the fireplace burned, warming away the night's gloom.

Only one sat at the table this night. She was fair of hair, her eyes crimson, her dress dyed black and frilled, she was a noble at first sight. 

“Did you enjoy your meal, mistress?” A soft voice asked, the girl was dressed as a bowed tied maid.

“Yes” the answer was curt, as the fair lady was lightly pressing a napkin to her light red lips.

“I’m very grateful to you mistress.” The maid said, as she gave a bow befitting someone well paid.

“Letting myself and my brother live with you, was so kind.” She said excitedly as her large breasts dips.

“I’ll introduce him to you when he arrives, mistress!” The maid’s blue eyes shone at her words.

“There’s no need, you do not need to waste time, in such frivolities, let’s keep things as they are.”  The fair lady said, simply as the maid cleared the table, and another smaller maid entered with a cart of tea and biscuits.

“Yes ma’am.” The maid said as she finished cleaning the fair lady’s table her plate had only small bits of curds.

“Please excuse me, mistress, have a good night.” That maid said as she left the room, as wolves howled in the distance, as she had her tray in hand close to her tits.

“Fluga. (Goodnight Nanami)” The small maid said in passing as she entered the dining room, with her tea party cart in hand, to a silently window gazing fair lady, as she looked towards the night’s crescent moon and woods beyond.

“Fluga fluga, fluga! (I think the boy would come soon, I like him I hope he’ll come and serve with me and Nanami!)” The small maid said happily as she held a tray of tea, in fine porcelain. 

“You're quite right, he should be here soon.” The fair lady said as she grimaced, at the sound of the distant howls as she gave her respond.

“Fluga? (Do you not like your new pact princess?)” The small maid said word as if it was a question.

“A pact? Hm, don’t be ridiculous Flenna, don’t group me in with those vampires.” The princess said, and then took a sip before continuing.

“However desperate I may be to refill my court, I would never sink to their level.” The fair princess spoke as she pressed a hand on her reflection in the clear window.

“What kind of king would enter into a pact with their subjects?” The princess said to her small maid, as she took another sip of her tea as she pointed it out towards her soulless table.

“Fluga!(Didn’t he save you my princess?)” The small maid said in one word, but meant many more.

“Don’t you agree my Flenna? Anyone graced by the small drops of my flaming royal blood, should at the very least have a proper bloodline, or some sort of a notable achievement to their name.” The princess finished her tea, placing the cup on the tray as sadness tainted her eyes.

“A boy who had rushed to his certain death, over a few steel beams and died, unthinkingable.” Her face softened at the memory.

“Fluga? (Then why revive him princess?)” The small maid asked with a single word, as she placed the set down on the table.

“So why? Hmm. . .” The princess gave a small chuckle to herself, as she thought of a reason.

“Because I’m compassionate. . .” There was a pause as she breathed out a long tired breath, and looked up.

“I should have expected as much, they had a moon here too.” The princess ended as she gazed at the crescent moon.