*CRASH*

Headlights.

The sound of screeching tires.

And then pain.

Unimaginable pain.

“Must have been a car…”

A quiet remark sounded in the Abyss.

-Death counter: 1-

An AI-like monotonous voice resounded.

-New passive acquired: rank 1 bludgeoning damage resistance-

“What the fuck is going on?!”

The human voiced a question which was completely ignored.

-Resurrection system activated: Deaths betrayal-

“You've got to be kidding me.”

The voice stared to get shaky

“I’m dead?”

“Wait, but this can’t be happening!”

Then the realisation finally hit, any denial in the voice completely disappeared.

“I just got accepted for my job.”

“SHIT!”

The human consciousness started to lament it’s fate.

“Why me?”

“The statistics clearly state that only about 12 out of 100000 people die form a car crash, that's less than o.o2%!”

“I guess most people tend to crash their cars rather then get hit by them so these stats don’t mean shit in my circumstances.”

“At least I'm lucky that I died instantly.”

“Judging by the sounds I heard before everything went dark I might have just broken all the bones in my body.”

If a consciousness could turn pale then the change in colour would have been like heaven and earth.

“Just thinking about the pain I would have been in sends a shiver down my…”

“Hmm down my what exactly?…”

“I clearly don’t have a body, and even if I did then my spine would be broken and I wouldn’t feel a thing.”

“I’ll just settle with shiver down my soul I guess.”

-Resurrection sequence initiating in 10… 9… 8… -

“let’s just hope I don’t come back as a bug or something.”

-3… 2… 1…-

*SILENCE*

“Wait… why isn’t anything happ-”

*BADABOOM*

-Welcome back to the world of the living… Isla McCall-

…

The sun was shining brightly, it’s heat beating down on Isla’s bare skin. He opened his eyes and asked no one in particular.

“Where the hell am I?!”

-Location unknown-

He was stunned as his question was answered.

“Who the fuck is this?!”

-Death's Betrayal personal AI-

The AI's answer was just as monotonous as the last.

-Host needs to gather information to determine world’s properties-

After getting up and looking around Isla saw what looked like an unending sea of tall grass. Something quite similar to the Mongolian Steppe.

-Body calibration complete-

Once again the AI chimed in.

-Loading host’s stats-

Isla McCall

Age: 24

Race: Human Male

Death counter: 1

Class: Na

Strength: 1

Agility: 1

Endurance: 1

Spirit: 0.1

Passives:

Offensive: Na

Defensive: rank 1 bludgeoning damage resistance

Auxiliary : Na

Isla let out a depressed sigh.

“Why do my stats look so shit this isn’t right.”

With a soft whine he started lifting up his shirt.

“I used to work out a bit so I thought that at least my strength might have been a bit high- MY ABBS!”

What greeted him was a flat stomach, his ribs were even slightly visible.

He collapsed in a heap on the ground, one of the only things that had made him feel like he had accomplished anything in his life was gone, weak sobs could be heard from the thin bundle of limbs.

Alas this didn’t last long as his episode of self-pity was abruptly interrupted by the AI.

-If Host doesn’t start moving in 20 minutes chance of death by starvation will go up by 68.73%-

*rumble*

Isla realised that he was actually really hungry. He propped himself up and looked around, then noticed a thin line of smoke in the distance.

“Smoke means fire, fire means humans, humans and fire mean smoke…”

-The host means food-

He was corrected by the AI.

“Must be the hunger, it’s making me delusional.”

Isla knew that in order to survive longer than an hour in this world he needed to get up and start walking.

Orange tall grass brushed past his legs.

As he was walking he felt a weird sense of calm as he reminisced about his past life.

Once again sighing he spoke out loud.

“I guess I don’t really miss anything from my past, well I guess I do miss my abbs…”

“Hehe”

“No-one is going to remember me. Or even care that I died. I didn’t make a life for myself, didn’t make any friends and lost contact completely with my family.”

He was getting very close to the source of the smoke, his voice only getting louder.

“I am a failure…”

Then a visible change came over him. He seemed to stand up taller, puff out his chest a bit more, lifted his chin, even his eyes had a strange sense of determination in them.

“The failure that I was dies today!”

“I shall show the universe that I am more than just some failed nobo-”

*Slash*

*Thunk*

-Death counter: 2-

The AI stated.

-You have died-

-Life length 55 minutes and 37 seconds-

“That was my head”

-New passive acquired: rank 1 slashing damage resistance-

Isla didn’t know how to respond. The universe clearly didn’t seem to agree with his previous statements.

-Beginning resurrection sequence-

The AI stated in the midst of Isla’s silence. His previous spirit was completely broken, he felt as though he had been cursed by the entire universe.

-Stats gained in world shall not be translated over into next life-

-To keep any stats permanently gain passives which give stats-

-Rank 1 slashing damage resistance added to permanent defensive passive list-

-Resurrection sequence initiating in 10… 9… 8… -

Finally Isla said something to himself.

“The way I died must have been a coincidence right? Right AI?!”

-3… 2…-

“Right AI?!”

-1…-

*SILENCE*

“AI!!”

*BADABOOM*

-Welcome back to the world of the living… Isla McCall-

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