Couldn't My Reincarnation have been more Cliche!

Chapter 1 (A New Life)

System> {User Recognized:

{Time until apocalypse: 335hrs, 53m, 18s}

Currently Tracked mission: Survive: Reward: (1GP)}

Message: 'Good luck 07, I'm rooting for youuuu!!!'}

Those words flickered annoyingly in front of me, floating as if projected in front of me. Sighing to myself, I rubbed my eyes and pinched myself, hoping it was just some sort of hallucination. However, the words continued to float obstinately in front of me. Seeing them there, blinking, slightly illuminated by a gold and pink collage of faint lights, I couldn't help but be reminded of that damn goddess's face. Even if it was a beautiful thing to think about, right now it only made me unnerved.

I looked at the words displayed there, seeing the overly cute message that ended off that ominous timer. I couldn't help but laugh at the ridiculous contrast between the two. I'll acknowledge, however, that nothing about this situation was funny to me. While I was in bed, I couldn't tell if it was mine or not. My body was covered in a cold sweat, and there was something off about the sheets. But compared to those floating letters in front of me, everything else seemed secondary.

Taking a closer look at them I noticed that rather than floating in space, the letters seemed to be aligned with my field of vision, staying in my field of view no matter if I looked left, right, or even straight down. They weren't present when I closed my eyes, but I could still feel that they were there. I really wanted to start yelling out about the laws of physics or something, but I never paid much attention to those sorts of things. So, for all I knew, floating letters were perfectly acceptable in the laws of the universe, though I had a strong feeling that wasn't the case. I also really wanted just to assume I was crazy, but the numbers slowly counting down in front of me seemed to rebuke that thought with their ordered ticking.

There were a few other words at the corner of my eyes. Even I, a logical man of the scientific twenty-first century, was half ready to start thinking that I was in some sort of video game at this point, though I felt like I would lose something important if I thought about this as a game. So Instead, I'll lay down my pride as a man of modern sensibilities and just accept that somehow all of this makes sense. Above all else right now, I really wanted to have a chance to yell at that crappy goddess for throwing me back to earth with a mental disorder, she could at least have had the decency to label me as fragile before shipping me back.

At that very moment of thought, as if to mock my resolve to give that Phoney goddess a piece of my mind, I saw the words that before had so insolently kept themselves in my field of vision slowly fade away in an annoyingly cute flash of multicolored sparks to be replaced with a new set of words.

System> { Welcome to the GSSL

Goddess }

Soul }

Support}

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