After the light faded from his eyes Jonathan felt nothing just, the world going dark, he wasn't sure how long he stayed like that, still in the emptiness, not being able to feel or see anything, he only knew that eventually he felt something.
He was resting on a surface, that was the first thing he noticed, some soft surface where his body was resting, opening his eyes he realised he wasn't laying on the streets were something had hit him moments ago, now he resting on a silky bed.
"Uh? Is this a hospital?" he asked himself, getting no answer, which lead him to realise he was probably alone but most importantly, that voice sounded off.
Touching his neck lead Jonathan to realise something else, his neck now was smooth with no sign of his Adam's apple, which was odd enough by itself but what really worried him was how cold his skin felt.
Worried by what this could mean he tried to check his pulse, but when he looked down at his own arm, he soon lost interest in the limb as he saw what it was attached to, a small body.
The height was the first thing that catched his attention, he hadn't been that tall but also not as short as he now seemed to be, the clothes were the second weird thing he noticed about his appearance, his now petite frame was covered by a frilly black dress with white ribbons, and if his vision didn't fail him, he could see two shy lumps on his chest.
"What happened to me?!" Jonathan yelled as he jumped out of bed, managing to stay up for a few seconds, until white strands of hair fail on his face, unsettling him and making him lose balance, making him fall to the ground as he heard something cracking.
Moving the hair away from his face, he was able to notice that his skin was now pale as snow and his nails looked sharp and glossy, yet another change that he couldn't explain.
Struggling to get up, he placed his hands on the bed, using it as support as he looked at his own body, everything about him being utterly foreign to him, from the unhealthy pale complexion to the uncomfortable clothes.
Looking at the room around him he immediately noticed how big it looked, but he quickly remembered that apart from all the changes in his body indicating he had somehow become female, his lack of hight seemed to indicate that he was either a short woman or a girl, and by the looks of the room he assumed it was the later.
Stuffed animals adorned the room, despite being stuffed animals they didn't seem so joyful, the colors of the fur seemed dull, something that was fitting with the furniture in the room, most of it being either brown or grey, what mostly called his attention was the fact the there seemed to be no windows in the room, all of the dim light came out of candles, and the second thing about the room that called his attention was a sharp shield hanging from one of the walls, grey and with a bat symbol on it.
Curious to inspect the shield, Jonathan walked up to it, or at least tried to , because as he took one step he soon realised what had cracked when he fall to the ground, looking down he saw beneath the frilly skirts, a pair of heels were resting on his feet, and one had broken.
"Oh great!" Jonathan said as he kicked the uncomfortable footing out if his feet, which only made him realise how short he was, now the room seemed slightly larger.
Ignoring both his reduced height and the cold floor beneath his feet, the confused boy walked up to the shield, on further inspection it had rough sharp angles, looking more like it was just a piece of decoration, thought he did not understand why a bat was chosen to decorate it, at least until he saw his face reflecting on it.
After seeing how his body and clothes had changed, he wasn't surprised by that his face had also changed that was to be expected, but he why catched hin off guard were his sharp canines, looking like the popular depiction of vampire fangs, and as he touched them he finally understood what was going.
"You gotta be kidding me! I die and I revive as a vampire little girl, I want a reroll!" Jonathan yelled, not believing his luck, he wanted something interesting to out and end to his monotony but not like this! And wasn't he supposed to reincarnate in a fantasy world with some cool power? There was nothing cool about being a blood sucking brat!
"Lady Jeanne?" a knock on the room's door catched his attention, was someone calling him? Was that this brat's name? He had no time to answer the questions as whoever was knocking decided to barge into the room, the person was...
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