Chapter Text
Third POV
Sakura Nagisa was having an off day.
The sun was shining, the birds were singing, and her fellow classmates were all chatting among themselves and enjoying each other's company. . . .at least some were, the look Natsume-san was giving Shun-san was a bit off but that was normal.
And Wakaba Hiiro was also quiet but that was also normal.
But still, Sakura felt off.
Tapping her pencil absently on the table hours later, the feeling still weighing on her, she sighed softly, hoping not to get her teacher's attention with the sound. That's when she noticed it.
The crack in the air.
Pausing in her movements, she narrowed her blue eyes at the crack, biting her lips in thought. What in the ever-loving anime gods was that?
. . . .Ew, was she saying Anime Gods as a curse? Someone sedate her, she thought she could escape her MHA fangirl personality. How dare it follow her to this life?! How dare it! Begone she says, Begone!
But that doesn't matter, what the heck was that?!
Oh, there was a flash of light, oh it's getting dark. . . .
Sakura POV
What . . .the . . .FUCK
DID I DIE AGAIN?
WHAT THE FUCK, WHAT THE FUCK, WHAT THE FUCKK!
Ok, calm down Sakura. Remember what Ms. Oka said. In case of an emergency, stop, drop, and roll.
. . . .But I can't really do that now, can I? Wait, can I even move my body? Testing, testing. . . .nope, nada, zilch, can't move a thing. Which means one of a few things due to my prior knowledge of being reincarnated.
A. I am a baby.
B. I am in the afterlife waiting to be a baby.
C. I am still dead.
D. It's neither of that and I'm hallucinating.
Hoping it's the first one though, then I can better understand my situation. Time to get moving!
I can't move my head, it's so heavy, so I open my eyes instead. Yikes! That's really bright what the hell!? This much light is not good for someone who has spent more than 21 hours in an uncomfortable position hunched over a computer screen watching every episode of One Piece in one sitting. Bummer, if I really was reincarnated, I won't be able to find out if Luffy found the One Piece or not! Foul play I say! Foul Play! Red Flag. . . .or whatever they say at sports stuff I sucked at those.
Ok someone please for cliche gods sake please shut that annoying baby up! Oh. . . is. . .is that me crying?
Well, that answers my question. I am a baby. Sigh, I really hate puberty.
I felt what looked like the arms of a giant lift me up, and someone brought me to their eye level. Oh? Who was this attractive good looking man? Is this my father? Well damm, hopefully, I get his good genes. I quiet down my annoying cries because even I'm getting annoyed and stare at the man with curiosity. He was very attractive, yet looked really really familiar for some reason.
Hmm. . . .was this a cliche? Was this an anime I had watched before? Or a manga perhaps? . . . .Nah, it couldn't be! That would be too cliche, even for me! . . . .But what if it was?
Oh Cliche gods above, answer your subjects' prayers! Don't let this be a cliche situation of me being in an anime! That sounds nice and all but what if this was Attack on Titan? I could die literally right now! Dying a third time does not sound fun.
Ok, hopefully, whoever sent me here heard my desperate prayers. Now on to important matters, who was this smoking hot woman, and why was she shoving her breasts in my direction?
Oh, that's right. . . .I'm a baby . . . sighhhh time for breakfast I suppose. I was getting hungry anyway.
Huh. . .it was surprisingly sweet? I think I got used to normal human food that breastmilk is a bit of a shocker for me. I feel bad for my mom though, at least I hope it's my mom, it would be really awkward if it wasn't my mom. But anyways, I feel really bad because she is literally shoving her breasts in the mouth of a 36-year-old woman!
Don't worry new Mother. I swear on the Cliche gods' names that I'm not thinking of anything immoral! Cross my heart and everything.
Ahhh. . .that hits the spot. Oh? I'm feeling very drowsy and sleepy now. Oh, that's right! All babies do for a while is wake up, eat, sleep, poop, and repeat the process. Sing it with me! Wake up~ Eat~ Poop~ And Sleep~!
Well then, nighty night!
This was getting boring.
It has been a few months at least, and all I have been doing is - sing it with me! Wake up~ Eat~ Poop~ And Sleep~!, Wake up~ Eat~ Poop~ And Sleep~!
Oh, and I guess I found out I had a twin. Yay, I guess. But apparently, I'm younger! Again! What a bummer. It took a while for me to get the language spoken here though, but thanks to my super duper awesome skill of bullshitting my way through anything, I was able to grasp a bit of it!
. . . Oh, and I guess it was also because of my adult brain but shhhhh, don't tell anyone ok? Good.
Ugh, I forgot that babies can't do anything! This is so boring!
Quickly! Time to use my ultimate skill, daydreaming!
. . . .But what can I even daydream about? My memories? Fanfics I've read in the past(s). Well then, eenie, meenie, minnie, moo, I pick memories.
Alright then, my first life sounds good. My name was Emily, Emily uhhhh Lark I believe. Yeah! It was Emily Lark! I died at the ripe old age of 21, and I discovered anime when I was 13. I had a loving family of a dad and a mom, and two annoying yet lovable older brothers who were called Josh and Caleb. Basic names if I do say so myself but what could I do? They liked it, and their wife (Clabe) and partner (Josh) seemed to like it so oh well. I was Canadian but refused to step foot in Quebec because of my high school Law assignment and how Quebec laws fucked up my project. I still passed but it was a real hassle to find out the difference between Queebce and literally all the other provinces. Tch. I was not a French kid, though I knew a few phrases. Never got into a relationship, didn't have time and no one met my taste. What? Can you really blame me? A weeb who was also a bookworm? When all these fictional men were so much better? See, you can't can you? Ooh, I remember my first anime though. Cells at Work! Sigh, it was so funny, all the memes I discovered. After Cells at Work, it was Naruto, I even watched all the fillers as well!
< Proficiency has reached the required level. Acquired skill [Memory Level 1]. >
. . . .Oh no.
Oh no no no no no no no.
Oh no. This is bad. This is really bad!
Cliche gods! How could you fail me!? Your faithful follower!? Wahhhhh!
Well. . .this just confirmed everything. I am in a different world.
Shit.
Wait a moment actually. Time to test something. How many mangas and anime have I read and watched that had a situation with a game setting? Let's see. There's The Rising of Shield Hero, My Isekai Life Features A Multi-Classing Hero, though not sure if that one really counts to be honest. There was Overlord, Konosuba, and Re-Zero. Does. . .does that count? Well, it does have save points so I guess it does right?
Hmmm.
Oh! There was Sword Art Online and So I'm A Spider So What? Really loved that last one, sucked that there wasn't a second season by the time I died though. Luckily enough I got caught up on the Light Novel.
. . . .Actually, that was the last thing I read before I kicked the bucket.
< Proficiency has reached the required level. [Memory level 1] has become [Memory level 2]. >
. . . . .Wait.
No. . . No, it can't be!
Cliche gods how could you!!! Of all the worlds I could be dumped in?! Why this one?!
Wait, what was my name again? Quick Mother! I summon thee! Cue crying.
"Oh my! Elizabeth? Is everything alright? Are you hungry darling?"
Oh yeah, that's my name. Rest in Peace Sakura Nagisa. Sure you didn't live a long one, but it was still fun!
Shouldn't I be grieving you say? Eh, you die once you die a hundred times. Grieving takes time and it's boring. I'll do it later. First! What's my last name? It's the only way I can confirm my situation. I outstretch my hands towards my Mother, giving a little coo and babbling random things. Mother laughed and picked me up. "Ah, my little Elizabeth, you and Sophia are just too adorable!"
. . .Someone sedate me.
This is too cliche!
Why am I the sister to the vampire kid!??