Transmigrated as a Ghost

“Shall we get started?”

As Marcus asked this question both Boreas and Jaela put down their drinks and looked towards him.

“Yes, let us get started. Who wants to go first?” Boreas said as he looked between the two of them.

Jaela with a big smile on her face looked towards Marcus and said, “As I asked you before, what year did you die?”

Sighing, Marcus was not sure why this was that important, but he just went ahead and told her.

“I died in the year two thousand nineteen. I assumed the two of you probably died well before then seeing as how you both are much higher level. And I know for a fact that Boreas is over five hundred years old, so you must have been alive around the fifteenth century.” Marcus said._.

However, both Jaela and Boreas looked at him in confusion, before simultaneously opening their mouths with an expression realization.

“Are we the first ones that you have met who also came from Earth?” Boreas asked Marcus.

Shaking his head, he responded saying, “No I have met to others. One was a fourteen-year-old boy named Miguel who I have not seen since the last kingdom’s tournament, and the other is actually a friend of mine from Earth who had died before me. It was through her that I was able to figure out that this world and Earth seem to be working on the same time scale, so if you are as old as I have heard, you should be from the around the fifteenth century, right?”

Yet Boreas just shook his head, and said, “No you seem to have fallen into a misconception. I actually died in nineteen sixty-seven.”

“Oh, and while I have been here for around two hundred years, I actually died in nineteen ninety-nine.” Jaela said.

Unfortunately, this only made Marcus more confused, since he thought for certain that the time of Mirrion and Earth were synced up.

Of course, both Boreas and Jaela noticed his visible confusion, and began telling him what they knew about the situation.

“I can understand why you are confused if you have only met people that came here within the same timeframe as you. See while it may seem that Earth and this world’s time are in sync, they actually are not.” Jaela said.

Boreas then chimed in right after to elaborate, and said, “As far as I have found it seems that twenty years out of every two hundred, people from Earth enter this world in correlation to a twenty-year time span on our original world. So, while I died on Earth only a little more than fifty years before you, I have actually been on Mirrion for around six hundred now.”

Rubbing his face, Marcus found all this talk about the intricacies of time between the two worlds to be hurting his head. Especially when he thought before that they had been moving in along the same linear path.

“So let me get this straight. Because Jaela died twenty-years before me, she actually ended up here two hundred years ago. And since you died over fifty years ago, you ended up in a time around six hundred years ago.” Marcus said as he looked between the two of them.

“Yes.” They both said at the same time.

Groaning, Marcus was having a hard time following what was going on, but it did make something that was in the back of his mind make more sense.

“Jaela, so that massive tree you were fighting with, is it named after a character from a popular video game?” Marcus asked.

Though the response he received was a bit more intense than he expected, as Jaela was practically beaming as she said, “Yes, it is! It was my favorite game and one of the last ones I got to play before I died. So, tell me, what happened afterwards with the franchise? Did they make more games? And what the story like in them if they did?”

Seeing the fervent look in Jaela’s eyes, Marcus could tell she really enjoyed the popular game that had come out right before the turn of the millennia.

Answering her questions, Marcus told her what he knew about the franchise she seemed so invested in. Though it was not like he had played all the games and only had general knowledge about some of them.

Though while at first Jaela seemed happy to learn about the continued success of the game franchise she had enjoyed. Eventually her expression became sad as she knew she would never be able to play any of the games that Marcus had just told her about.

“Um, I really do not understand what the two of you are getting at, but I believe we have more important topics to discuss other than these video games you both are talking about.” Boreas said, with confusion written all over his face now.

Naturally he died before the rise of video games that were in their infancy when he was still alive and had no attachment to them in anyway.

“Yes, I suppose this is something we can talk about when it is just between the two of us at a later time.” Marcus said, steering the conversation away from Jaela’s favorite video game.

Jaela for her part looked a bit sad to no longer be talking about her beloved series that she was getting more information about. But relented knowing they had other things to discuss.

“Now Marcus, you said that you have met two other people from Earth, one of which you have not seen for a while, and the other that is your friend. Might I ask if you happen to know where your friend is right now?” Boreas said with a raised eyebrow.

“Yeah, she is a duchess in Tralenstein, and ruling over Valenhart. I do not know how much you know about the situation, but I am sure that Gwyneira has at least informed you about the civil war and how it will not be long until Borealia and Tralenstein become one kingdom again.”

“Yes, I have heard about it, though not much detail. Still, I think if we are going to having a discussion among those from another world, we should go and pick up you friend and add her to the group.”