(A/N: I am restarting the novel. If you don't like it, just don't read it. No need to be a bitch.)
I had had enough. My life was full yet empty. I had things to do all the time but ether had no interest in them or just hated doing them.
I guess you could just call it life, but if that was the word you gave my problems, than I hated life.
So, I did the last thing on my bucket list and jumped off a building.
'Hahaha ... I finally get to live every anime lovers dream. Jumping off a building with out a care in the world with 'Can You Feel my Heart' playing in the back ground.'
'Just ... perfection.'
*SPLAT*
...
'Wa ... where am I? Am I still alive? No, I can't be. That building was 50 stories tall. Where the fuck am I!!'
However, I was unable to speak. My mind was racing however my body was ... broken? I couldn't feel my body but I could see, however barely, a light and some kind of movement.
I could hear noises however that were very small and quite and blurred together. Muffled voices were moving from left to right, up and down. A quite beeping was coming from some where in the room.
Unable to move or feel, I focused my hearing. Slowly, it cleared up and I could hear doctors talking about my. Apparently, most of my body was squished but some other girl that had died was brought in at almost the same time. The doctor's then proceeded to implant her dying organs into my body.
I was no doctor but I was pretty sure that there was just too little time from when we supposedly entered the hospital to when they transferred her organs. The next of kin would probably not agree to something like that at such a quick speed.
And it sucked because now I could have to go and try to kill my self once again. It's fucked up that I didn't die from that jump. Like what the fuck man!? I know most people would think like, "Oh yah! I get a second chance." or "I must be blessed by God!" or some bull shit like that not no sudden enlightenment for me.
After a while, they must have noticed that I woke up because I was then put back to sleep.
...
<Hello, host>
'Hmm? What is that?' I thought as the screen appeared in front of me.
<I am the multiverse system>
'Multiverse? Well I don't care. I'm going to kill my self soon any ways.'
<Sorry, host, but I can not let you do that.>
'How are you going to do that? It's not like you can stop me. You are just a system.'
<Host is incorrect. I can modify hosts body to never be able to die by self harm.>
'I have read of systems before and some are that powerful, however humans are creative. I will find a way.'
<...>
And we stood, or rather laid, there in silence, slowly letting my mind fall asleep.
...
After some time, I woke up once again. I was in a normal hospital room. I could almost feel the new body parts inside my body. I could feel that although they were now in me, they were not mine.
<Body assimilation: 95%. Host condition: Couscous but unable to move.>
And the system was correct. I was able to open my eyes and I could hear everything pretty clearly. However, I seemed t be strapped to the bed. My hands and legs were unable to raise them selves.
'How am I alive? I should have died.' I thought.
<Host did die>
'... what? But I am still breathing. I felt the instant pain and than then nothing ness until I woke up in that bed.'
<Host was transmigrated. Upon your death, one of the remaining Devine beings decided to take pity of you and give host me, the multiverse system.>
'So my mind was moved right before I died and I ended up in this body? That's kind of fucked up. If gods are all knowing, that way didn't he let me die?'
<I can not answer that question as I do not know the thinking of a Devine being.>
So, I spent the rest of my day trying to figure out where the fuck I was and how to get out of these bonds.
Around what I will assume is mid day, a nurse came in to give me food. It was a discussing hospital soup. Apparently I was unable to eat solid foods quite yet which sucks. She didn't even let me out of my binds to eat. I mean it would have been nice to be fed by a sexy nurse however this one was fat as shit.