Tale of Discovery

As I regain my clarity, several thoughts pass through my mind. The most prominent one being: What the hell just happened?

I gradually open my eyes, only to be blinded by sunlight. That doesn't matter for now. What matters is that I just died.

If I died then how am I thinking right now? Beats me. But, I'm sure of it. I died. It wasn't a dramatic death of sorts; I just died due to terminal cancer. The last moments of my life were nothing impressive. I remember them clearly.

A warm hand was holding onto mine as I took my last few breaths. My little sister. She was the only one that actually cared about me. My parents knew that my situation was bleak, and so, they had completely given up on me. I take it as my death would've been too painful for them, so they tried to avoid thinking about it as much as they could. Yes, that must've been it.

None of that matters now that I'm dead.

Or so I say, but I don't seem to be dead. Weird.

Taking a deep breath, I attempted to raise my body, and I surprisingly succeeded. This normally should've been impossible, but the current scenario seems to be anything but normal.

"Here we go," I mutter as I make an attempt to get off the bed I am lying on. Huh? My voice has changed. Like, a lot. I don't recall the hospital bed being this high... My height? What? Where am I?

I'm not in the hospital. What's going on? I know I convinced myself that I died, but this is a little bit too creepy for me.

I am in a room, more specifically, a bedroom. A very empty bedroom. And by empty, I mean that I see no personal belongings.

I hear the sound of the door opening. Looking towards it, I see a girl with silver hair tied into twin-tails entering the room. She looks my way and seems a little bewildered, but that's replaced with a look of relief as she hurriedly approaches me.

"Haru! How do you feel?", a lovely voice asks me. Wait. What was that language, and why do I understand it?

Great, another weird thing. What the heck is going on with me today?

"Haru?", she questions as I let my thoughts wander.

"Uh. Umm, can you understand what I'm saying?" I ask her casually..

"Huh? What are you saying? Forget that. How do you feel? Does your body hurt anywhere?"

My brain does. Seriously what's going on. I assume she understood what I said based on her reaction, even if her answer sounded a bit too vague.

"I'm not feeling any pain," I say in a neutral tone.

I see her letting out a small sigh. Cute. Wait, now that I take a good look at her, she is one heck of a beauty. She looks... squeezable. I mean, she has adorable looks. A white-skinned, doll-like body. She's petite. Fragile-looking, wouldn't be an exaggeration.

Her expression suddenly shifts from worry and relief to a glare.

"What happened to you? Why did Nao bring you over?", she asks with a hint of menace in her voice. I can swear that the menace seemed to grow when she asked the second question. Who is Nao though?

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Important note: Don't judge the story from early on, as it's sort of like an extended prologue to the multiverses and power system.

That's especially the case regarding the main character, as his true personality begins to take shape around Vol 2.

Well then, I hope you enjoy reading~