On October 1st, 2026, I succumbed to catastrophic organ failure, a condition where several vital bodily functions cease. Before I could fully comprehend my situation, darkness enveloped me. My eyes were open, yet I perceived nothing until a small, shining star appeared. It then consumed me, and suddenly, the entire room was bathed in white. The sensation was profoundly calm and relaxing, as one might experience observing this pristine white space. Everywhere my eyes could discern, there were no objects, only an unblemished expanse of whiteness. The ground, though solid and white, strangely did not feel as if I were standing upon it. As I gazed upon this ubiquitous white space, the thought occurred to me, "Is this what a coma feels like?" At that moment, a goddess materialized.
The goddess possessed a captivating physique, complemented by a beautiful, smiling face. Her eyes, fixed intently on me, suggested a contemplative gaze. She had long, black hair and was adorned in an attire of black and blue. Introducing herself as Neivera, a goddess, she then informed me of my demise, offering a choice: either she would assist me in attaining a new life, or I could remain with her. Expressing a hint of loneliness, she observed my confusion and proceeded to elucidate my situation. It was then I learned that my death had resulted from catastrophic organ failure.
I requested to be reborn on Earth into an affluent and supportive family, with a limited number of relatives. I also sought a predetermined destiny. The Goddess, however, informed me that I had already experienced one earthly birth and was no longer permitted to return, as it is a singular opportunity. Consequently, I was left uncertain about my next destination. Recalling a fantasy world, I proposed it to her. She agreed, stating, "I will grant you a life on a planet known as Newvox, a fantasy world." She added, "I understand your desires, and this world aligns perfectly with your requests for a fantasy setting. Shall we begin?" I interjected, asking her to grant me powers or abilities to enhance my enjoyment of this new life.
I confided in the goddess my deep desire for extraordinary abilities, hoping they would allow me to fully embrace life. After a brief pause for reflection, during which I anticipated her agreement, she responded, "I am unable to bestow any special powers upon you; I apologize." This declaration left me profoundly dejected. While navigating a conventional existence is not inherently difficult, I occasionally lament the absence of a unique attribute that might simplify my journey. Subsequently, she smiled and announced, "If you truly crave powers, you must affix your signature here!" Unaware of her underlying intentions, I complied. It proved to be a solemn vow, committing me to accept her as my future spouse.
Upon signing the contract with the goddess, I requested the following abilities: the power to craft and build anything, the ability to cultivate any vegetables, fruits, plants, shrubs, or grains, immunity to death with automatic resurrection, accelerated growth in strength and resilience, and enhanced learning capabilities. The goddess acknowledged these requests, bestowed the powers upon me, and transported me to the fantasy world of Newvox, where I arrived in an adult body.
I am Alric, and I am about to embark on a new life in the fantasy world of Newvox.