First Draft Blurb: (I'm terrible at blurbs)
What's it like to wake up as a woman? Young Master Gojo says: At first, he was completely bewildered. Once he got used to it, it was surprisingly satisfying. And once it became routine, it was straight to the crematorium!
Honestly, he was a heaven-blessed prodigy, and had just gone on a routine mission. Young Master Gojo never imagined that his sharp tongue would get him cursed. Geto had been right there, too.
Life after the curse was even more chaotic. Young Master became Young Miss, and it was as if Heaven was amusing itself by tossing her into other worlds for a tour. Gojo Satoru even ran into his future self, Gojo at twenty-eight...
And so the gears of fate began to turn. This was a complicated world, with many different forces tangled together. Visitors from other worlds would leave their mark here.
Tomie loved the child she had chosen, her heir...
Including, but not limited to: (A few out-of-character snippets. I just wanted to play around with some dramatic angst. Maybe this sort of thing won't really show up in the main story.)
A certain suicidal, gloomy fellow: "My beautiful lady, allow me to sincerely invite you to join me in a lovers' suicide in the beautiful waters of Kanagawa~"
A certain King of Curses, all fingers: "Sorcerers in this era are truly dull. But you, you're an interesting surprise."
A certain golden-armored, foolish Hero King: "Feel honored, mongrel. To serve at my side is the greatest glory you could ever hope for. Hahahaha!"
A certain cold-blooded exorcist leans down, his tone unreadable: "You seem to favor that boy Natsume more... We're the ones who are alike, aren't we?"
A certain obsessive vampire from the Kuran clan's crimson eyes flare as he fixes her with a piercing stare: "When you look at me, who are you seeing?"
A certain master thief who preys on other criminals: "I never deny that I'm a bad man. Everything about me is a lie, but I never hide my ambition from you. I won't let go of the Organization, and I won't let go of you either..."
A certain hardworking member of the liquor factory: "Heh..."
A certain immortal cursed spirit, Tomie (male): "I was the one who met you first. Your original self had to butt in, too. I gave you this body. Our powers come from the same source. We'll be together forever."
...And many others.
Gorgeous Gojo: "?! Are you all seriously messed up in the head?!"
Miss Gojo bundled up her things and fled in the middle of the night. Sitting in some dump of a hotel, she stared blankly at her own face. On closer inspection, her beautiful Six Eyes were hollow and bewildered.
A pair of pale arms wrapped around her neck. The strikingly beautiful young man pressed his face to hers, his eyes full of obsession. "It's just the two of us now. How wonderful. You're mine."
"We're the perfect match, made for each other. I gave you this body, so you're mine, too."
His hand slipped from the hem of her clothes, growing bolder. Miss Gojo stared blankly at the scandalously intimate scene in the mirror and laughed in exasperation. "You're just after my body! Get lost, you pervert!"
To be continued...
Premise: Fall head over heels in love, with all your heart.