Elisa Mary Grant died on a hospital bed after being stuck in it for six months, and like any other, her soul drifted away from her husk when she passed.

For her, death was a release. It merely meant that she no longer have to wake up in pain, breathing through tubes and have doctors floor her veins with dubious chemicals for "experimental treatment". Free from her mortal constraints and useless body, she felt… at peace.

Death is bliss, after all.

Except, on her way for a proper reincarnation, she found herself rudely interrupted and left stranded in the great NoWhere.

"Wonderful", she remarked as she floated in the [Beyond], "Just when I thought that suicide is the answer."

Author's note:

Hey, just saying, don't expect a regular release. I only write stuff when I feel like it, and things get revisions pretty often (apparently not). Anyway, the story might be pretty slow going since there's a ton of stuff to develop, so there's that...

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I need to learn how to write better a synopsis. Also note: Previously named "Reincarnated into the Underworld".