Hyaku Ma No Aruji

My body flies through the sky, luring me to death.

I found out it was a flight of my soul because I saw my 'vessel' under my eyes.

- Reflecting a soft smile, my body. The body that was me.

"I'll lead you into my world now."

The world.

Because the Reaper says, is it the spirit world or something like that?

"The exotic grass we sent bloomed at the end of your raw life. I'm sure the exotic grass will admit that your soul will cross into the other world after death."

"Divergent Grass"?

'Yes, cross-border grass. A strange plant that connects the world with its roots'

One hand is drawn to the reaper, and he goes empty-handed.

I try to lean (hide) my neck, but Reaper just turns a tender grin and doesn't tell me more.

'If you actually come, you'll see. The meaning of what I'm saying. I'll explain it right when I get over there, so don't let go of my hand now. "

"- Yeah, okay."

That's what I was told, and I decided to hold the hand of Reaper very hard.

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Cross the world.

Crossing the boundaries of the world.

I thought I heard the voice of time.

If that's what you think - you've lost consciousness.

I don't really remember where I flew from there, where I went and where I got to.

However, only the hand of the reaper holding his hand possessed a strange warmth, leaving a firm feeling in his faded consciousness.

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"-A"

"-Rea."

At last, the man's consciousness awakened when he heard a line of sounds that became slightly clearer.

"Wake up, Melea."

The man was still unsure that his sight had opened.

To be precise, I wasn't sure I was there yet.

There are definitely ear sounds.

I also feel it in my body.

However,

- Hands on Reaper until just now...

I had a faint memory of Reaper drawing my hand and floating through a void space, and that voidness inhibited my perception of my temperament.

"Merea, be careful."

"Ah..."

And from the edge of my sight, one face appeared.

- It's the face of Reaper.

So finally, the man realized that he was there.

"Morning, Melea"

"Mele...... a?

"Yes, that's your name. Before you crossed the world, we all decided to make that name a long time ago."

Reaper waves, "Look," and he guides his gaze.

Besides, when I looked around,

I saw a lot of spirits there.

The entity is thin.

Transparent.

There is still a consciousness that this could be the spiritual world, and I decide in my head that it is a spirit for once.

"What... but..."

"It's okay, relax, Melea. You are alive. You crossed the world. I called your soul to this world, which was raw on the other side of the world. If you say so - you've been reincarnated."

Reincarnation.

The man understood the other side of death he once questioned, at that time.

I recognized the second raw I visited myself for the first time then.

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Man - Merea had been watched by the spirits for a while, while she had finally let her consciousness drift on the spot.

After that, I finally turn my consciousness to my body.

I feel a lot bigger when I say second raw.

When I thought so and put my hands up, it was about the size of a boy.

But for a boy, it's smaller.

You'd be pretty young, even at the age you'd call yourself a boy.

Stand up.

Your gaze is higher, but much lower than the spirits around you.

"This body..."

"The body is an elephant body with pieces of the English spirit gathered together. Because the baby's body can't stand the harsh environment of Lindholm Spiritual Mountain. That said, you shouldn't force yourself too much because it doesn't make a difference that you are four or five years old and young or weak."

"Aren't you the Reaper?"

Me?

Two, Merea sees the face of Reaper, who would have brought herself this far.

Neutral aesthetic face with a soft waist.

But the body is clear.

Looks like a spirit after all.

"I lived in this world about two hundred years ago now. It was called" Flander-Crow ". He's an old hero now, Tan."

"Two hundred years ago? Hero Tan?"

Merea doesn't immediately understand Flander's words.

"Yes, it's very old, it was a long time ago. - I'm already dead. Now I am a vague being who drifts only my soul in this spiritual mountain of Lindholm."

"Is this the spirit world or something?

"No, I'm not. This is a different world than the one you were in. From your soul, I'm sure it means different worlds."

- Different worlds.

Melea groans as she takes a serious look at her hands.

"We called you to relieve our untrained

To talk, which was Flander's muscle path, Merea begins to understand what the story is about, but all the doubts come up one after the other and her head doesn't freshen up.

"Why? Why - it's me?

All questions are aggregated into the word.

"Because you found and raised herbs from different worlds. Divergent grass is said to select people who cross the world. - It's only a fairy tale for us, too. If you believe that, you've chosen the one whose purple plants cross into this world - the one who blooms on himself."

"That purple plant..."

That plant that gave me beautiful flowers at the end.

That was the flower that sent my own soul.

"Yes, the grass of the other world connected the world you were in to this one. I just showed you not to get lost."

"Am I alive?

"Even if he's alive. Unlike the hundreds of spirits here, you are indeed alive. Unlike our souls, who are dying and wandering, your soul is full of vitality."

"I should be dead."

"In the other world. Your 'vessel' has used up the power of life. But your soul isn't dead."

"Is that... something"

"That's what it is."

Merea looked around again.

When he does, he finally says he can't stand it, but another spirit comes forward and spins his words.

"Hey, it's okay to be so thin! You're alive, aren't you? As far as I can tell, once you experienced the death of a vessel on the other side, didn't you? Then be glad you're still alive! It's great to have a body, huh? Hold the woman!

"Hey, keep your brain muscles shut. I feel sorry for Melea. It's just happening and I don't understand the situation."

The spirit of a large man of the body is imparted to the spirit of a slender and tall woman.

"Okay? I'll let you sort out some more feelings in yourself. We died and we stayed like this, but after Merea died and became a soul, she went into the flesh again. It's more complicated than us. So we have to make sure you get your mind organized properly."

"Wow, okay... don't look at me like that... Sorry to rush you, Melea."

A man lowers his head honestly, and a woman grins and waves.

"Oh, no -"

"Let's sit down for a moment, Melea. I'll go into more detail."

That's what Flander told me, and Melea sat down on the spot.

On the rocky skin with each hand, take your body down on your back and look up into the sky.

- Clouds are close.

The color of the sky from there was no different than the color of the sky from that hospital room window.

When I see the sky, I realize for the first time that I have gained life again.

- I can live again.

I was more than happy with that for Melea.