“Hello.”
Dawn stared forward, looking at the formless… form before them.
“Hello,” it repeated, its face, voice, and cadence the same as before.
“Hello.”
“You have died.”
“I see. So what now?”
“I have decided to reincarnate you into another world. An Isekai if you will.”
“Okay.”
“Good luck!” A smile that didn’t exist crept onto its featureless face.
When Dawn awoke, she found herself lost in a grassland.
She glanced towards the sky; it was clear and the sun had just risen, telling Dawn that daylight would be for a while.
Where’s a town? Dawn wondered.
She twisted and turned, glancing around, but saw nothing in the plains, not even a road. She saw mountains in the distance, and a forest covering a large chunk of the horizon.
Perhaps a town is hidden by the trees.
And so, she set off.
“Stop!” A guard yelled, wearing a draped animal skin and holding a big stick.
Huh, they’re speaking English.
“May I enter-”
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“WHO ARE YOU!” the other guard, dressed in a similar skin and wielding a different stick.
“I am Dawn Faith. May I enter this town?”
The two guards came together and began whispering to each other.
“No. Leave now,” the first guard said, while the second began to windup the stick.
Listening, Dawn swiftly walked away.
But as she fled, she noticed a different town, far off in the distance. So she headed towards there.
“Please wait stranger,” a guard said, a smile on his face, before slipping into the town.
The other guard stared at Dawn, and subtly licked his lips. But the moment didn’t last, as the guard returned with an entourage of grinning men and women, holding sharp stones & big sticks.
“Ah,” was the last sound Dawn made before running, chased by a mob of villagers holding stones and sticks.
“Get back here!” “Let’s devour her flesh!” “Consume the demon!”
Demon? Maybe it’s the clothes, they’re all wearing animal skins, while I’m wearing woven clothes.
“Whoosh!” a fireball roared, crashing into the grass near Dawn.
Magic?
Momentarily distracted, Dawn tripped.
A shame.
The crowd soon overtook her and began to strike her. The stones cut her, sticks bashed her flesh, and broke her bones. But even as her body collapsed, she didn’t even let out a cry. With a face of concern on the guard who called the mob, he swung a large stone upon her head.
Dawn opened her eyes, discovering her view to be filled with leaves and trees. Keeping herself as hidden as she could, she glanced outside the woods and saw a crowd of people devouring a corpse. A corpse that looked an awful lot like her.
A breeze swept through the trees, rustling the leaves and bringing to Dawns attention her clothes were not revived with her.
Glancing around the woods, she saw the tree's leaves were quite large, she ripped leaves off the trees and began laying them across herself.
With pseudo clothes made, Dawn set off through the woods.
Through hours of wandering, Dawn found someone else in the woods. He was thin, draped in leaves as well, and tending to a small fire.
“Hello,” Dawn began, “may I join you?”
“Ah, I take it the towns denied you?”
“Yes.”
“Well, take a seat. Why did they deny you?”
“I don’t know. I know no one here, and my former clothes were… conspicuous.”
“Take it you lost them?”
“Yes. So, why did they deny you?”
“The cultists didn’t like me being the next chief. Soon enough, I was exiled.”
“Hrm,” Dawn began thinking. What am I going to do now? What is my duty?
“So many will die because of them,” they continued.
Aha, my duty. “I’ve decided. I’m going to become empress.”
“Empress?”
“I will make an empire and rule it. But I cannot rule alone. Will you join me?” Dawn reached out her hand, with the stranger staring at it. “Where I’m from, shaking hands shows someone accepting a deal. Will you accept?”
He clearly fell into deep thought, but soon enough reached out and shook Dawn's hand.
“Welcome. I am your Empress, Dawn Faith. What is your name, minister?”
“I am Stevin.”
