Getting a second chance at life isn't exactly as enchanting as it seems.
Sohee Young, who lived life like the callous person she was, dies. She gets another chance to live life correctly though, and that is by swapping lives with Lina Park, who die...
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"WHAT DO YOU mean, she almost died, elder."
A sigh. Then, "Stop overreacting. She just found her strengths, and it's the coolest one yet! We should be celebrating."
"Miss Young was a second away from dying had not elder Michael stepped in."
"I think you're exaggerating, P.A. The warped time got to you, too, I see."
"She. Almost. Died. And you put a newborn at risk—"
Andrew. I groaned from the throb in my head, and from my sore body as I propped my elbows up. In front of me, the two elders stared back—Marshall, and the elder he had a grudge against.
"Where—" I caught sight of the open orange—boxes large enough to fit a single human—elevators? As the left one went down the right one moved upwards, the revived either hopped on or off of them, stacks of paper bundled in their arms. No frame. No structure. But because either one continuously moved a certain direction, the gaps between each box glitched and formed into letters, typing.
"See, she's fine."
"The fact that she's here isn't fine," Anisa raised her palm to her forehead. "If she was fine as I entailed and not you, she'd be on the ground with her own two feet, not on someone's desk."
I scrambled up on the floating, tinted orange desk.
"What happened?" I whispered. "Where am I?"
"Clearly not Earth," Marshall said, hands propped up on his hips to mimic the other council member. "What? I can't even tell her where she is?"
"You have to update her as to what happened, and comfort her, not—"
As the two continued to bicker, I glanced around. The whole area desperately needed an interior designer, all curved and bent at the weird places. It had no walls, and again, no structure. Somewhat of a ground, but there were huge holes—the ground just not there—between some of the desks.
It was like someone threw the area in the middle of nowhere and called it a day.
"Miss Young," the robot lady who died—or broke—the last time I saw her appeared in front of me again, no traces of her injury showing. "Welcome back. Would you like to proceed in the afterlife or should I set up a meeting with Miss Park as to what she would like to decide?"
"Update your P.A.'s instead! This one thinks that my soulcatcher finished off the souleater when she didn't. Isn't that a flaw?"
"Can you give me an update?"
"You stabbed the souleater and have achieved your strengths in warping time. Moreover, you have pushed back time until about a minute before Andrew Kim has died. To what exact second, we can not remain sure, as this is our first time dealing with such strengths. Elder Marshall says that the universe favors you, and he swears the mall was haunted."
