Re:Goddess - part 1 (Patreon)

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A bright light enveloped everything around him. Alex squinted, covering his eyes with his hands. The last thing he remembered was a bus speeding straight toward him and the scream of the crowd. Now he floated in a white void, filled with soft light and an extraordinary sense of weightlessness.

— You’re finally here, — a melodic voice pierced the silence.

Alex turned around and saw her: a goddess of incredible beauty with golden symbols adorning her face and flowing blonde curls that seemed to sway in an invisible breeze. Her blue eyes gazed straight into his soul.

— Uh… Where am I? — he mumbled, struggling to grasp what was happening.

— You’re dead, — the goddess replied, raising an elegant hand. — But don’t worry. I have a chance for you to start a new life.

Alex felt his heart skip a beat.

— Seriously? So all those isekai stories… — he muttered under his breath, thinking of practically every other anime out there. — Wait… this is actually real?! You—you’re a goddess, and now you’re going to send me to another world with magic and all that?

— Exactly, that’s me, — she said with a nod. — the goddess nodded, her smile glowing with enchanting confidence. — But I’m offering you something unique. You won’t just have a chance to survive in this new world. You’ll possess an incredible power that will place you above any hero from your anime.

Alex swallowed hard, trying to contain his childlike excitement. His dreams of a fresh start, where he could become someone great, were finally coming true.

— So, what do I need to do? Pick a class? A hero? Attributes? Or something else?

The goddess chuckled, covering her mouth with slender fingers.

— Ah, you mortals are always so predictable. Heroes, classes, attributes… As if that’s all that matters in life. — Her blue eyes sparkled, and her voice turned softer, with a barely perceptible hint of mockery. — No, it’s much simpler. I’ll just give you… everything.

Alex gasped, his thoughts spinning in a whirlwind. Everything? Did that mean he wouldn’t just be a hero but something unimaginably greater? Maybe even more than a regular god?

— So, you’re saying I’ll become… stronger than everyone?

The goddess nodded, her smile growing even wider, as if she were anticipating something.

— Yes, stronger than anyone you could possibly imagine. But, as in any great story, you’ll have to go through… a little transformation. It’s not painful, I promise. If anything, it’s rather pleasant.

Her gaze sparkled, filled with a sense of expectation, though he didn’t notice it, lost in his thoughts.

Alex frowned slightly but quickly brushed off his doubts. A transformation? That was standard for all isekai stories, right? Getting a cool body, powers, or even turning half-demon—it was all par for the course in anime.

— Alright, do your… divine sorcery or whatever you call it, — he said with a slight smirk, crossing his arms over his chest. — I’m ready to become the coolest in this new world.

— Excellent, — the goddess clapped her hands. Her movements were graceful, yet strangely forceful. — Then… brace yourself.

The light around her flared brilliantly. Alex felt an invisible force lift him, as if he were being swept away by a gust of wind. His body began to burn with a strange sensation—not pain, but something like tickling that ran from the top of his head to the tips of his fingers.

— Hey, what’s this?! — he exclaimed, but his voice… it sounded higher. Alex coughed, trying to restore his usual tone, but it only became softer and lighter. Panic started to grip him as he realized his body was changing right before his eyes.

His arms grew thinner, his skin turned smooth and soft, and his hair cascaded down in golden waves. His chest ached painfully, as though something inside was struggling to burst out, and in the next moment, he realized he now had a feminine figure. He clasped his neck, but his fingers met something cold and metallic—symbols, just like the ones on the goddess.

— WHAT THE HELL IS THIS?! — he screamed, looking at himself. But the voice that echoed in the silence was feminine, melodic, just like the goddess’s. A mirror appeared in front of him, and his heart sank into his stomach. He glanced down and saw a slender, curvaceous female body that looked disturbingly familiar. He raised his hands to his chest and touched what could never have belonged to him.

In the mirror, shining against the snowy-white background, he saw her. The same face. The same body.

Alex took a step back, but instead of the familiar thud of boots on the floor, there was the echo of bare feet. His golden hair fell onto his shoulders in soft waves, tickling his skin. He raised a hand to brush it away and froze: a golden bracelet glinted on his wrist, engraved with intricate symbols and an inscription he couldn’t quite make out.

— Oh no... No, no, no! This isn’t me! This is impossible! — He grabbed his throat, unable to believe that he now sounded exactly like her.