The MC gets accidently killed by God and is given a chance to revive in a new world.
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(Story inspired by "The Solo Gamer" origin from Wattpad.
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The story starts back in Yang's room. The rising sun shining through her window casting a bright glow over the room, highlighting Yang's solemn figure as rests on her bed, lost in thought.
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Her mind kept replaying at what could've happened back at the cafeteria, and the sight of Matt's injured form seared into her memory like a brand.
Yang couldn't shake the feeling of guilt that gnawed at her insides.
She blamed herself for what had happened, berating herself for not being strong enough, for not being in control.
In her mind, she replayed the moment over and over again, wondering what she could have done differently, what would happen if she could've just controlled her emotions better.
But no matter how many times she went over it, she always came to the real conclusion: she has failed.
Yang's fists clenched at her sides, her frustration bubbling to the surface as tears pricked at the corners of her eyes. She couldn't stand the thought of letting her friends down, of being a burden to them when they needed her the most.
Just as she was lost in her thoughts, a soft knock sounded at her door, pulling her from her reverie.
Yang: Ruby.. I told you I need some space.
The door creaked open, and surprisingly.
Instead of Ruby, it's Blake's concerned face peers into the room.
Blake: Hey, Yang.. Can I come in?
Yang: O-Oh, it's you... Y-Yeah sure, come on in.
As Blake entered the room, Yang's eyes still flickers with a mixture of surprise and uncertainty.
She hadn't expected Blake to be the one knocking on her door, especially after their recent interactions.
Blake: Do you wanna.. talk about it?
Yang: I... I don't know if I can. It's... complicated.
Blake's expression softened with understanding as she took a step closer, her gaze meeting Yang's with unwavering sincerity.
Blake: I get it, Yang. But keeping it all bottled up inside won't make it any easier.
Yang: I just... I feel like I failed.
Tears welled up in Yang's eyes, threatening to spill over as she voiced her inner turmoil.
Blake's heart ached at the sight of Yang's distress, her own eyes glistening with unshed tears as she reached out a comforting hand.
Blake: Yang, it's not your fault. You did everything you could. We all did.
Yang shook her head, her voice choked with emotion as she struggled to articulate her feelings.
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