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As I'd continue looking between both at the transparent death panel that somewhat floated above the (my) dead body with a hole in the back of its head, with a sigh, I'd look at the death panel and check it again to guess what it is and where I'd seen it before.
"Yeah," I'd said as I squeeze my eye to be sure I'm not missing anything. "It's definitely the Minecraft death screen. The number of times I've seen it because of the amount of time I've died makes it hard to forget what it looks like."
As I'd read the texts, I'd stop at the name "Nate?" I'd say the name is on the panel in confusion as I look at the second part of the name, "cu-ra-ki-on, curakion." I'd pause as that doesn't sound right but sounds so familiar.
"Maybe I should try putting it together. Nate cu-ra ki-on, Nate cura kion. " I'd pause again to let the word sink in and shake my head. "That almost sounds right, but the 'kion' sounds wrong." I'd considered what to do about it.
"Maybe I should change the sound of the letter. Yeah, maybe that's it. Now, what does the "C" sound make again except "K"? It was "H" and "S," right? After some thinking, I'd nodded; it sounded about right.
"Nate Cura-hi-on, Curahion _____. Tsk, no, that doesn't sound right, so it's S sound, then cura-si-on, curacion, Nate Curacion." I'd stop for a moment and nod, naming that sound right.
"Yeah, Nate Curacion, that sounds right, and NOT MY NAME," as I'd press my hands on my face and see past it. "Why was I so focused on that? It wasn't even AGH." I'm frustrated, and I'd know why: being isekai'd to an unknown place, dying in said place in less than half an hour, and being hyper-focused on how to pronounce a name that wasn't mine.
"Ooh, what a shame." As I'd Russell my transparent hair, my body froze as I'd hear feminine and playful voices. As I slowly turned to where the voices came from, there she was in a sea of red. She stood out like a dark void, hard not to notice, with skin pale as snow, leather clothes black as night, and an eye tattoo that looked like something from Egyptian scripts.
She was sitting on the bed cross-legged, resting her chin on her right hand, looking at me with a gentle smile and eyes filled with curiosity. "I thought I'd just learn the name of our new player in this chaotic world of ours," she said in a gentle tone. Her voice was soothing and calming.
Just hearing her speak soothed my rising emotions, even though the words were alarming as I raised my right hand and spoke, "Umm, excuse me, Miss Gothic fetishist, when did you get here, and um, how can you see me?"
I was looking at her when I said that and saw her reaction. She blinked at me a few times, and I could feel the sheer disbelief at what I called her, and then she chuckled, "Hehe, well, you're a bold one, aren't you?" While chuckling, she moved to stand up on top of the bed. "Well, in order, the second when your soul leaves the body, and for the second question, how I can see you, that's simple because of who I am."
I was curious but still cautious, so I hesitated to ask, but curiosity won, and I asked, "And who are you, then, miss?"
She chuckles again, then she does a grandiose bow and speaks. "I had many names and more years of being around here this plane of existence. I had been called the guider, the last companion, and the waiting one, but the one I'd like most is Didi, the Death of the Endless." I'm sure I'd hear the bold letter at there .
Looking her for couple of seconds and mattered." did anyone call you bit dramatic "
she rolled her eyed and respond " and you're too calm for someone calming speak with DEATH " she pointed herself to emphasize who she is.
I'd pause for a moment to try process what she said " ahh aahhh AAAHHH" She just smirk knowingly that I'd realize " yeah ahh"