A space with a certain noble and aethereal atmosphere
There is a man, well not exactly one man, there’s a crystal-like pillar too.
The man looks into the crystal and grins at something he’s watching.
“What are you looking at?” Woman
“Oh, I moved that soul from the alpha world to the beta world a while ago, right?
About 18 years ago?” Man
“Oh, I think you said there was a memory malfunction with that one?” Woman
“Yes, that’s it. The child happened to regain his memory. It’s interesting that
he’s now called the Grim Reaper. I thought I had erred when he was able to
recover his memory, but it’s turning into a happy accident. He’s contributing
to the cultural development by making distilled spirits.” Man
“So the last crossover brought out Reversi and Playing Cards? Before that was the
hand pump for wells, I think. Alpha has rapid cultural and technological
development. Compared to them, Beta is taking it slow.” Woman
“Well, that’s part of what the soul swaps are trying to solve. Beta’s natural
laws prevent weapons of mass destruction, but wars are common in both world.
I wonder if there was a mistake in the setup for Beta…” Man
“If the big guy hears you talking like that, you’ll find yourself with no
“Ooh, that’s pretty scary. Well, getting back to the crossover in Beta, I thought
he was interesting, so I gave him a little blessing. Well, I gave him a minor
boost and added some value to his surroundings.” Man
“Don’t overdo it, ok? It might upset the balance.” Woman
“Don’t worry, it’s just a tiny tweak. Just a little change.” Man
“That’s fine, Mr. Grim Reaper.” Woman