Transmigrated into a Fantasy World with No Clue What To Do Chapter 4: Chapter 3: A Fateful Meeting / God is an Asshole

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Chapter 3: A Fateful Meeting / God is an Asshole I am standing in a world of black, no details to distinguish at all. How long I have been here, I do not know. I know I am not blind; I can see myself, mostly. I have pale slender arms, tipped with delicate hands and fingers that end in well-manicured nails. Looking down, I am in a thin silken shift that leaves my thin legs exposed below the mid-thigh. My breasts are not overly large, but what size they are exactly, I do not know. As for the rest of my torso, while the shift hangs loosely, it does not hide my slim waist and slight hips. A loose curl of long celeste blue hair falls in my face as I look down at my feet, which are tiny. A mirror appears before me. In it I see a young girl with wide ice blue eyes, a delicate nose with a slightly upturned tip, and thin, but not too thin lips on an elfin face. “So, are you happy with that?” I hear a voice behind me say. I spin around quickly, almost throwing myself off balance in the process and see a child, maybe nine or ten years old, standing a few feet away. His hair is cut short and blond, his eyes a sky blue. He is wearing a child-sized tuxedo with white gloves and shiny black shoes. “Or are you going to annoy me even more because the body isn’t up to your standards?” He asks with an irritated edge to his voice and an annoyed look upon his face. “W-what?” I stammer, not quite sure what to make of him. “The body, Beira Braemar, the girl whose body you now inhabit? Are you happy with it? I hope so because there are no returns, no going backsies for you.” I nod stupidly. “Good. You got lucky I had a vessel available to put you in after the way you yelled at me on the street. Unfortunately, it cost poor Beira everything, but her loss is your gain, as they say.” “What happened to Beira?” I ask curiously about the girl whose body I possess. “I am prohibited from telling you too many details, unfortunately,” he replies, shaking his head. “What I can tell you is that Beira was fated to complete an important task but due to the destruction of her soul and essence, she is unable to continue along the path she was to follow and that task now falls to you.” “So, help me, if you hadn’t been so rude after years of annoying me…” His tone turns mocking, “’Oh God, please let me wake up as the girl I know I am!’ and ‘Please God, save me from this life of masculine torture which you have thrust upon my head. I’ll do anything!’ Wait, why am I repeating these to you? You already know the bullshit you have said to me about wanting to be a girl. You are a girl now, wish granted.” He crosses his arms and taps his foot impatiently. “Wait,” I say, confused at the sudden swing from explanation to mockery. “I have some questions, if you d-don’t mind.” “I do mind, but worry not your pretty, and it is indeed pretty, little head, I know what you want to know and I’ll answer them so don’t bother wasting my time asking.” He retorts quickly. “Yes, you are a cis girl, with all the bodily functions that come with that,” he begins. “Get used to it, it’s your life now.” “Yes, you are dead, or rather your old body is dead, back in Korea. Your grandparents and mother are currently in their mourning period. And yes, I am the one that killed you. I would say I am sorry for the violent nature of it, but I’m not. You just happen to be yelling and cursing me at the time she met her unfortunate end, so I figured, why not?” he shrugs. “I needed someone here to start bonding with Beira’s body ASAP because the process takes time.” “Plus, it’s not like you suffered too much from it,” I hear him murmur under his breath. “But...” I start to say, but he cuts my words off with a glare. “I said be quiet,” he snaps before continuing. “Yes, you are blind for the time being; it will get better as your soul continues to adjust to your new body. It will come slower than everything else because, as the saying goes, ‘The eyes are the window to the soul.’ So, when you regain your sight, the