In the year 2050, a young physician swears the timeless oath to protect life—only to be thrust into a brutal war months later. Conscripted as a combat medic, she saves countless soldiers without ever firing a shot. But her final act of mercy becomes her undoing: betrayed and blamed, she dies while trying to rescue the very life that ends hers.

Yet death is not the end.

A mysterious voice calls to her—“Your duty is needed somewhere, little one.” She awakens in a new body, in a strange yet hauntingly familiar world: Terra. Ravaged by Catastrophes, plagued by Infected, and divided by the politics of nations like Ursus, Lungmen, and Laterano, Terra is a land where suffering is constant, and healers are needed more than ever.

Armed with nothing but her medical knowledge, her oath, and the remnants of her past, she must navigate the shadows of Originium, the weight of her reincarnation, and the ethical dilemmas of a world where saving a life can alter nations.

Here, her oath is not just a promise—
It is her identity.
And Terra may break it… or give it new meaning.

While I was working on Chapter 10: Eridius's Mission for my other novel [Project Moon: Survive the city isn't easy] (the chapter is completed), a friend and I somehow wandered off-topic and ended up brainstorming this ridiculous idea. Now I'm seriously considering turning it into either a fanfic or an original story.


One body is reincarnated into a fantasy world filled with magic, monsters, and war. Maybe he's a dwarf, an orc, or another non-human race.


The other remains an ordinary human teenager...


...except he's been abducted by aliens and placed in an interstellar zoo as an "Earth Fauna" exhibit.


Every day, one body struggles to survive monsters and magic while the other constantly invents increasingly absurd escape plans.


[Alien Student #1]: Professor... he escaped again.


[Alien Student #1]: This is the thirteenth time. He somehow consumed most of the artificial ecosystem we built for him and used everything else to construct tools for another escape attempt. We followed every guideline from our research regarding the dietary needs of his species.


[MC]: Your research sucks. You don't feed me enough.


[Alien Scientist]: ...You have learned our language.


[MC]: I've been trapped here for three months. I'd be disappointed in myself if I hadn't learned something.


[Alien Scientist]: According to our data, humans are capable of surviving on instant noodles and caffeinated beverages for up to seven consecutive days. Why do you require additional food?


[MC]: ...You mean the week before my college finals? You kidnapped a broke university student who was living on cup noodles and energy drinks, then assumed that was the optimal human diet? That's the dumbest scientific conclusion I've ever heard.


[MC]: And another thing. You stripped me naked, threw me into an enclosure full of animals that could actually kill me, and expected me to stay calm?


[MC]: Then you locked a hyperactive primate in a giant cage with nothing to do. Of course I'm going to escape.


[Alien Scientist]: ...That... does explain several things.


[MC]: Oh, and by the way... Your ventilation system belongs to the wolves now.


[MC]: HOW MANY FIREBALLS DOES IT TAKE TO KILL THIS THING?!


[Abomination]: Heh... I'm resistant to fire.


[MC]:...I miss the zoo. At least the aliens only experimented on me. Somebody send this body there as well.


Chapter 38 - [New story idea]