That Time When..

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Chapter 1: That Time When..

Now, when you hear about reincarnation stories or people being reincarnated, it’s usually something more..discreet. Something a little towards the lines of,’Yeah this is 100% bullshit’.
For example, ‘The Time I Got Reincarnated As A Slime’ (huh?), or ‘The Time When I Got Reincarnated as a Vending Machine (I don’t even know what is real anymore). With stories like these, it’s easy to tell what’s real and what isn’t. The line between reality and fiction is thick enough to cut with a knife. In my case, though..I became reality.

I died. Well, died is a vague description of what happened to me 2 months ago. Me and my girlfriend, who I’ll just call Olivia, were coming back from my parents house when suddenly an eagle hit the car’s windshield at blistering speeds. I, the driver, was almost instantly blinded and injured, as the bird struck my right eye and forehead with its beak, which was pointed like a dagger. My girlfriend screamed so loud I thought she was trying to reincarnate someone (ironic, right?) and instantly started to try to remove the almost dead eagle out of my forehead (yes, the eagle’s beak got stuck in my fucking forehead, don’t you dare laugh, I know where you live). After many tugs and blood and more tugs and more blood she finally managed to get the blood covered almost corpse out of my forehead. During all of this, I genuinely thought that I was already dead and that this wasn’t soul watching me get absolutely disrespected by a fucking bird.

Anyway, as I was getting doctored in a fucking moving car going 50 mph on a upcoming intersection while a dead bird was laying on the floor of my car, Olivia called 911 while crying hysterically. And as the officer picked up, that’s when something weird happened. I started feeling my fingers go numb, then my chest, then my feet and legs, and then, finally, my head. I don’t know what happened after that since, well, frankly I don’t remember shit since like I said before, I was literally dying. But this felt.. different. It didn’t feel that my whole body was going numb because I was dying, it felt that I was more..transitioning. From one universe to another. From one body to another. From my body..to my girlfriend’s. My girlfriend, who had notices how I was going limp, started yelling frantically and started shaking ne violently. She started at me, forced me to stare at her, to look at her, to look at her tear stained face and barrage of tears still leaking like a waterfall underneath her beautiful ocean blue eyes..it was too much. Too much for me to take. As I closed my eyes for the final time (the logical side of my brain was telling me that this would be the final time) I saw it. The black screen right in front of me, printed with only six words. Six words, that, as I read them in my deathly state, made my even completely numb fingers tremble. Because, as I closed my eyes for the final time, those cursed words would become etched in my brain.

And they read,

RE://SOUL TRANSMISSION SYSTEM.

SOULS ON BOARD: 2

COMPATIBLE SOULS: 1

BEGINNING TRANSMISSION..

And I was fucking terrified.

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