"That was fast." I hear someone saying to me. How was someone talking to me. I''m dead, aren''t I?


    "What was fast?" I inquire of the voice.


    "Someone finding out who you are. Her favorite breakfast is jasmine tea with honey and lemon slices, stuffed French toast, and a side of sausage to feed to her cat, Sir Blizzard. Blizzie for short."


    "How was I supposed to know that."


    "Hmm, I guess you being able to access her memories is random. Also, I wasn''t even sure that you would be able to. As the god of this world I should have somehow checked beforehand. Well, I am still learning all of this as I go and making up arbitrary rules." he says and gives a loud laugh. "Who knew your first death would come so soon." he says, laughing so hard tears form in his eyes. It is at this moment that I realize I am able to see him.


    He is tall and finely built. Very handsome. Long blond hair and bright eyes that seem to reflect a multitude of colors. They are gorgeous to look at. He has a genuine smile playing over his lips and he reaches out to me.


    "Want a hug to make you feel better?" he asks me.


    "I don''t hug strangers."


    "I have a feeling that you and I aren''t going to be strangers for very long." he tells me warmly, although I somehow feel that those words are rather ominous. "My name is Alias and I am the god of this world."


    "You are the god of this world. You mean this game.?"


    "Did that feel like a game to you?" he asks me. I touch my fingers to my neck.


    "No. It didn''t." I tell him honestly.


    "That''s because this isn''t a game. Or it wasn''t originally. I would tell you more but it is time for you to wake up. Remember your favorite meal and what you did yesterday."


    Everything goes dark and I once more feel the plush softness of the bed I had woken up in only a few hours before. Or had it even been that long?


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