Eric awoke with an immense headache. He struggled to look around and saw that he was on a bed in the middle of a white-walled room.

  The nurse next to him noticed his movements, and offers a smile. “I've done a preliminary check, and you don’t seem to have sustained any serious injuries. But it may be best to go through a round of healing just in case.” She says.

  Eric raises an eyebrow. “Healing? Did something happen?” He asks.

  The nurse makes a note on a piece of paper; minor memory loss.

  She looks up and smiles. “It’s said you were struck with a meteor during morning prayers. The other initiates brought you here just in case anything serious was inflicted.” She says.

  Initiates? Eric wonders. He looks down; he was dressed in all black. Suddenly, a flash of memories flooded into his mind.

  Eric covers his aching head.

  The nurse raises an eyebrow, and makes another note; experiencing headaches.

  “A round of healing may be necessary after all. Would you like to receive it spiritually or sexually?” The nurse asks.

  Though Eric’s head was burning with a headache, he couldn’t help but catch the nurse’s words. “Sorry, healing?” He asks.

  The nurse smiles. “Yes, all the nurses of the Church of the Holy Maiden are practiced in the healing arts. So spiritually or sexually?” She asks.

  For some reason a wide grin was on Eric’s face. “Sexually, please.” He says, thinking he died and arrived at heaven.

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  Nell awoke with an immense headache. He looks around and he was within an unfamiliar room. He gets out of his bed and looks around, moving to glass door, and the balcony.

  Nell’s eyes widen at the scene; there were buildings that pierced into the sky, and all sorts of fast-moving metal beasts traveling the roads.

  “Where the hell am I?” He asks himself.

  Suddenly, a flood of memories flow into his mind. “Ugh…” He says, clutching his head.

  Nell suddenly realized, he had transmigrated, into someone else’s body, and this place, it was called Earth.

  “How the hell did this happen?” He asks himself once more.

  Nell immediately sent his senses into his surroundings and felt the vibrant spiritual energy that he was familiar with. This city, like many gatherings of people, seems to have pooled much of it.

  “Weird.” Nell says. In his memory, Earth was a place where magick didn’t exist.

  They appeared in legends and stories, but it was rarely visible on the surface of Earth’s civilization, except for the most for handfuls of societies on the edge of what most people were aware of on Earth.

  “But the energy is still here.” Nell says.

  He checks his body and finds it was lacking spiritual sustenance, but in this world, it was still possible to grow in power, closer to his previous body, or perhaps even greater.

  Suddenly, Nell’s eyes open wide; that’s right! This means I’ve escaped the Church of the Holy Maiden! I’m free, finally free! I can explore as I wish! He thinks with excitement.

  Nell was previously worried at this sudden transmigration, but maybe this was a chance; a chance to live a life he wanted to live, away from spiritual devotion and servitude.

  Nell scans his memory; it seems that this world had various laws protecting the safety of civilians and working-class people, and there seems to be all sorts of opportunities to grow in power and wealth for those who dared to work for it.

  Nell’s eyes widen. All the work that was put into this society; this must be some sort of heaven. Nell thinks to himself, determination in his eyes. I must do my best to thrive here; this may be my last chance at happiness. He thinks to himself.

  The first thing I should do is regain my power; after that, it should be smooth sailing. He thinks to himself.

  Suddenly an alarm begins to ring, and a loud, slightly soothing melody resounds in the room.

  A memory appears in Nell’s mind. “Damn,” He says. “I have to get ready for work!” He exclaims.