prologue

'This is all got to be some fucked up mess' was the first thing I thought as I straired into the mirror. 'This cant be happening right now' I groaned internally.

your probably wondering why I'm having an internal melt down right now, well the answer us simple, im dead, Or at least I should be dead. I let out a sigh and looked at my self in the large mirror.

"This is like something out of a fanfiction or anime" i mumbled staring into 'my' reflection. this body was that of a boy in his teens, he had pale skin, silver hair, and blood red eyes.

I know this body isnt my own and due to my obsessive otaku ways I'm pretty sure over been transmigrated into the body of this boy.

I really shouldnt be complaining considering this body is rather attractive and he seemes to be well off financially (considting the luxurious room I woke up in).

But there is just one tiny problem, let me introduce myself I'm luna, childers and im a women.