"Eh, I died again? This is really bad... dying just when I decided to live"
There was a window right above the bed I lay in with the curtains pulled; the mattress was soft and was in a metal bedframe. The house was primarily made out of wood, the dark textures were visible, and there was a ceiling fan in the center of the ceiling and a tube light opposite to the bed. There was a brown nightstand, with a lone fish swimming inside a fishbowl on top of it.
I got up with a strain, as my body was quite different, and went to the bathroom to check out who I am.
"What should I do to live more than a day? And why do my shoulders and back hurt like hell?" I said, leaning back to stretch, and almost hit my head as I lost my balance.
That was close. Why does my body feel so unbalanced and disproportionate? And why am I feeling like I am being pulled forward?
I looked at myself in the mirror, and I was pretty.
"I look charming, don't I?"
The brush stand fell down as it was pushed.
"I didn't push it, did I?" I said, bending down to pick it up. It felt as if someone pulled me as I lost balance, and dropped to my knees, and my back started to hurt even more in this position.
"Why is my hair so long? And there is something heavy in my chest, also in my lower body...Did I become a woman?!" and immediately tried to get back up, which caused some weird reactions.
"Why is getting up so hard?" I said, forcing myself up as my body was pulled.
I took a look at the mirror, and I was a woman.
"No wonder I was charming, but how am I supposed to move with this chest? and this goddamn hair, why is it all tangled?" I said, brushing my hand through it, and tried to look down, my view blocked by the curves.
Alright, Alyss, you can do it. You are a just woman, just balance it out and go with the flow. Alright, come on, you can do it.
Memories of the person I am started to enter my mind, and everything made sense of who I am and why this house is made of wood instead of bricks and stones.
My name is Beatriz Roza, a thirty-year-old woman, and I am right now a hydrodynamics engineer in Blossom Maritime's system at the year of 1300.
Hold up...Blossom? I am in another kingdom? And this is the kingdom of blossom? No, this isn't right. First I was inside a kingdom in the Ocean of Ever, and now I am in a kingdom that is in the Ocean of Seasons? What am I going to do now? I am also seven fifty years back. I already have lots of things in my chest, and now this? And I am Halo?
I immediately lifted up my shirt a little too high. I turned red when I saw my own reflection and turned away without counting.
Okay, calm down. This is the body I am going to use now. I have to be confident and get used to it.
I looked at the mirror again; my face was still flushed as I counted the swirls around my navel.
And it was forty-one! So indeed I am now an upper caste, a halo! and An all-time high
I collected my mind for a moment to activate the ability, and I could feel the difference in both of my arms. I could create anything that I desire if the elements of it are presented.
"So if I had wood and some lead, I could make a pencil? That's cool."
But now what should I do? How am I supposed to be like a woman and act like one? uhm, what's this feeling in my lower abdomen?
This feeling is similar...do I need to take a piss?
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Beep-beep! Beep-beep!
Clack!
The alarm rang at 9:00, signaling the time Beatriz usually heads to the office
But I was stuck in front of the vanity trying to figure out how to do my hair.
There were lots of clips, earrings, rubber bands, and whatnot all cluttered inside the drawer. Tying hair was way more difficult than I thought. No wonder Mom took so much time to get ready.
"Ugh, Why does this hair keep falling onto my face?" I said and pulled the hair back, going through the same process again.
"Should I let my hair be free? I look like a ghost."
I tried again to tie my hair by twisting it into a knot, and it finally stood.
"Yep, that's enough," I said and took a glance at Beatriz's portrait next to the mirror, and her hair was tied beautifully and not like mine, which was just a messy bundle tied together
I should practice well if I want to live. Time to get dressed.
I moved to the wardrobe and opened it only to be surprised with a pile of clothes.
"What the...and this is just one wardrobe? There is still another?"
Nope, don't think about that; just wear the usual stuff. What does Beatriz wear to work? Ugh, only a lab coat comes to mind. That too she picks up in her office, so something formal, I guess.
"Okay, what should I choose in this heap of clothes? And is this a bra? Why is it so different compared to the one that is usually hung on the clothing line? And why does it have a net? I guess I should wear it instead of digging around" I said, holding the flimsy fabric dangling in my hands.
Should I undress myself to change? No, it's nothing. Come on, Alyss, you can do it from now on. This is your body; you should get used to this.
Why can't I just skip work today? And get used to this first? and maybe try to live without dying? ...nope, that isn't possible. The 7th day of Igna is marked as important, so I should go.
"Let's get dressed then," I said with a huff, getting a pair of underwear from the wardrobe, which was firm compared to the flimsy bra.
Swish!
"Goddammit," I sighed as the hair I had tied for hours came loose.