"My parents are deeply religious."
They worshipped every god they could find—
even the ones no one else in the village remembered.
Alterra, the Goddess of Earth.
Salvinia, the Goddess of Heaven.
Melenia, the Goddess of Hell.
To them, all were equal.
In my previous world, people feared Hell, never worshipped it.
Here, my parents prayed to it without hesitation.
It's been seventeen years since I reincarnated.
And I still remember everything.
Yet nothing has awakened within me.
No mana.
No aura.
Not even the faintest trace of divine energy.
My father is an exceptional swordsman.
My mother, a healer who can mend bones and flesh alike.
And I—
I was born with nothing.
"…So much for my fantasy."
Day 31, I wrote in a journal filled with an alien script.
I closed the book and shoved it back into the drawer.
The drawer shimmered.
Just for a moment—
light seeped through the cracks, pale and trembling.
I blinked.
Rubbed my eyes.
When I looked again, it was gone.
"…I need water," I muttered.
My throat felt dry. The air felt heavy.
I grabbed the empty bucket and stepped outside, the cool evening breeze brushing against my skin.
The well wasn't far.
I was halfway there when I saw them.
A man.
A knife.
And a woman backed against the wall, her breathing uneven, her hands shaking as she pleaded for something I couldn't hear.
I froze.
I didn't know what to do.
I had no power.
No gift.
No strength beyond what any ordinary person had.
I knew that.
And yet—
My body moved before my mind could stop it.
I ran.
Pain exploded through my side.
Something warm spilled down my waist as the blade pierced me.
A groan tore from my throat.
The woman screamed.
The man didn't hesitate.
He drove the knife in deeper.
My knees buckled.
Ding~
Judgement System unlocked.
Condition met: Moral Intervention.
Instruction:
Touch the forehead of the target to enter the state of subconsciousness.
"What—?"
I didn't understand it.
I didn't have time to.
With bloodied hands and fading strength, I grabbed the man's head—
And the world collapsed.
Sound vanished.
Light twisted inward.
In the next instant, I was no longer standing in the village.
I had been dragged into a different state entirely.