I left the building of my workplace. I explained my situation to my boss and he willingly allowed me to leave for a while.

In a black dress, I walked to the cemetery which isn't far away.

Why am I going to the cemetery, you ask?

My dad died. He was old but it was a blow nonetheless. Grief stricken, I was at a loss with life but now it's his funeral and the time and place to move on.

I spotted someone. Eh?! That's my little sister.

She looked somber and grief stricken like me. As a big sis, I met up with her and asked, "Et tu?"

She nodded, understanding what I meant. It's gonna be so hard for both of us.

We walked together but suddenly my sister took a turn to an alleyway. Confused, I followed.

Then and there, she started breaking down.

Oh, poor sis... I went to comfort and hug her. Dad's death really took it's toll on her.

I suddenly felt a pain in my stomach. I touched it. Blood?

Then, I saw the knife with blood. Mine in... my sis's hand.

I feel, shocked. One word escaped: Why?

"Why?! You have always been a pain in the neck and now you get all the money from Dad even when I worked harder and better than you. I deserve Dad's love and money. Not you!"

Did I mention my sis was spoiled?

Dad spoiled the both of us but I was immune to it because of what others said about it. Not my sis though. That made her pretty materialistic wanting everything.

So, when in my Dad's will, 'round a few days after he died, said that I was going to have all the wealth, I thought my sis was gonna blow up but she took it pretty calmly. Even congratulated me. I thought she had finally matured and was OK with all this.

Apparently not.

Still though, this shouldn't have happened. My lil' sis hates violence and even cried over a dead ant she stepped on. So, how could she do this?!

<Hee hee hee>

... What was that?

Why is this happening?!

My last thoughts on Earth...

Ah well, at least I can see Dad and have fun like ol' times.

Yeah... that didn't happen.

I dunno how to describe it but it was like floating and plummeting back.

Darkness and then...

What is this bright light? I opened my eyes.

Kyaa...! What are those two big figures standing over me?! Are those the God and Goddess?! I must bow!

Wait, what happened to my arms and legs? Why the hell are they so tiny?!

"Oh my, what a beautiful baby girl?!" the Goddess scream.

Wait, did she say baby? Moi?

"Yep, she's beautiful, dear," the God said.

Ok... back up!

Did I just born to the God and Goddess?

OMG!

<Get real!>

... Again? I thought I heard the words 'get real'. Was that my subconscious? Doesn't sound like it. I feel uneasy.

My eyes cleared up more. Wait? A hospital? Doctor? A boy, at least a year older than me, in God's hand.

I've read a lot of these books. It really, this time, can mean only one thing.

I am reincarnated?!

<Finally! I thought you would be dense!>

... Seriously, what was that?

"What would you name her?" the 'father' said. He had a kind smile and he was handsome. He made me miss Dad.

"Aurora Fate. For her silver hair and beautiful ice blue eyes." The mother said.

"What a beautiful name, darling!" the father cried.

Aurora Fate.

What have I gotten myself into?!