Kindgom

Jacklyn had it simple.

Well, maybe not simple, but her life was normal.

Wading through student loans, juggling her money in an attempt to survive day by day as she budgeted her textbooks for next semester-
She was an everyday nobody being run ragged by uni.

Until she wasn't.

・・・・・・・・・・

Jacklyn froze as she looked at her surroundings.

She was not, as she had first thought, passed out at her desk in Mr. Coleman's class. Rather, she was encased in complete darkness.

Feeling rather stupid at a sudden conclusion, she tried to open her eyes.

She couldn't.

There was talking all around her in a language she couldn't understand- or maybe she was just so out of it that her Mandarin class sounded alien. Even if it wasn't her best subject, she wasn't this horrible at it. No, focusing a bit harder on trying to hear what the people were saying, it wasn't in any of the three languages she had any fluency in. It didn't sound like one of the languages of love, either. Cheesy rom-coms had their merits on figuring out languages.

That brought her thoughts to a stop. Why was anyone speaking a language she couldn't understand? English French and Mandarin were the most common, and sure there were others at uni but not in any of the classes she had.

Jacklyn tried to focus on her surroundings from what other senses she had rather than sight.

She was wrapped tight in.. something, and despite that her muscles felt really weak.

Suddenly, there was a small ╹ding╹ in her mind, and a message box appeared in her sights.

Oh.

Catching on immediately, Jacklyn wanted to scream out in annoyance. She did Not need to be a walking, breathing cliché of all things!

Resigning herself slightly, she read the message.

∀ Sorry for this, there was a mixup. Someone else was meant to be reincarnated, but we got some random nobody instead. As compensation for accidentally killing you, we'll give you a cheat or something. Sorry again.∀

She was so close to graduating, too