Swords and Sticks

Your very first clear memory was not of the Ground , but your own death. You remember the pain . the sounds of sirens and screaming. A piece of metal was sticking out of your stomach. Your skin coated in a deep red while paramedics run about to save other survivors. Not you of course, you could tell it was over for you. Left ear torn off , blinded in your right eye , and blood spilling from your mouth. The scent of smoke was all you could smell before you closed your eyes forever.

Reincarnation ? you never believed in it. Neither did you believe much in other religions. You'd stayed playing it safe as an agonist but questioning the purpose of life and death only made your head hurt and heart race. Looking in the mirror with a new face you kinda had too.

(Reader is reincarnated and wakes up as Hyo but doesn't realize it until a concerning amount of time has passed.)