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Chapter 2
Bizzy was suddenly transported from her normal life into a metaphysical space called The Void. There, she met Arbiter Thanatal, who explained she was not dead but being 're-placed' to a new location. Before Thanatal could reveal her destination, Bizzy fell out of The Void into an unknown, rainy world.
One moment, Bizzy was enjoying a cup of coffee, and the next, she was suddenly pulled from her normal life into a strange, metaphysical space known as The Void. This space served as a temporary holding area for travelers between their destinations.
Within The Void, Bizzy encountered a mysterious being who introduced himself as Arbiter Thanatal. Bizzy was understandably confused and demanded to know what had happened to her. Arbiter Thanatal clarified that she had not died. Instead, he explained that she was being reborn, or more accurately, 're-placed' and moved to an entirely different location.
Bizzy questioned why this was happening and where she was being sent. Thanatal admitted he did not know the exact reason for her relocation, though he found something about her situation highly curious. He knew her destination, but before he could tell her, their conversation was abruptly cut short. Thanatal noted that her time in The Void was already up. Bizzy was suddenly pulled from the metaphysical space, falling out of The Void and into an unknown, rainy location before she could get any further answers.
“Huh? Oh no, no. You have not died... Though we'd meet again if you did.”
“One moment I'm enjoying my coffee, the next, THIS.”
“I don't know why I should, but... something is... hmm. Anyhow, WHERE I do know, but it would be... unfair to tell you. Knowledge is an advantage, after all.”
“Fine, be on your way; we will meet again, but I do hope not too soon.”
“I suppose we should get on with it... You're being reborn.”
“Ahh... yes, Arbiter, Arbiter Natal, or was it Thanatal? That's right, Thanatal.”
“Arbiter, Arbiter Thanatal. Am I being moved? moved. That's what he said. I'll see him again?”
“Well, more accurately, you're being 're-placed', moved.”
“Hmmmmm? Hello, it's not often travelers stop to chat between their destinations.”
“It's time already? Blast, I was enjoying this,”
“Why am I here, and where am I being moved?”
“Or did they call me... hmmm”
“Me? Hmm, what do you call me again?”
“Did I die? How?!”
“Wait! Please, I... I... need to... I... I'm SCARED!”
“Why... curious indeed! HA!”
“HEY! Arbiter or whatever, WHAT IS GOING ON!?”
“Wha.. wha.. ”
“What is going on?”
“What!? Who's there?”