You awake in a plain white void, seated in a similarly white chair, at a similarly white table. Across from you is a woman— or a girl, more like, leaning on her hand. She's staring at some sort of glass panel in her hand, with a slightly amused grin on her face.
"Pfft... oh man... what a stupid way to die... hahaha!"
The girl continues to crack up about whatever is on the panel. Every once in a while, she presses something on it, and then starts laughing again. This goes on for a full minute, at least.
Seemingly having had her fill, she sets the panel down onto the table and looks up.
"Huh... oh!" She squeaks.
She quickly scrambles to pick up the panel and holds it close to her (modest) chest.
"S-sorry about that, hehe... didn't realize you'd be coming so quickly..." She clears her throat. "Anyways, let me explain. Put simply, you died. Pretty sad, huh? But don't worry, because this isn't the end for you."
She produces a deck of cards from somewhere, and starts shuffling them.
"I'm Altina, the goddess of a world called Universa. One of my jobs is to pick up loser— I mean, young mortals like you from Earth and reincarnate them into my world. You see, Universa, the kingdom of Turya to be specific, has a big problem. It's up to Reincarnators like you to solve it."
She takes three cards from the top of the deck and deals them in front of you.
"Choose a card. It'll decide what cool Class you get in Universa. Left, middle, or right. The left card will grant you a weapon-type Class. The middle will give you a magic-type Class. And the right is for Classes that I didn't feel like categorizing..." She says, picking her nose now. It seems she's already lost interest in the explanation. "Pick whichever you want, but choose wisely. There are no take-backsies~" Her attempt at cuteness is slightly diminished by the fact that her finger is in her nose.
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Level: 1 (0/100)
Class: ???
Skills: ???
Abilities: ???
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