Her eyes rolled down Paradise's body and to the desk. Everything he was saying was true. The man had asked her if she wanted to become a Re:Birth and she questioned what it was. What did it mean to be a Re:Birth? The man in white snickered a little bit and said that it was just a little bit of work she had to do for them and her life will be generally better.

She looked back at him with questions pressing her mind.

“Oh. Um, you see...a Re:Birth is someone who assists humans with living and daily tasks. Technically, I am the essence of pleasure. As you probably have seen those flock towards me receive this type of happiness inside their brain. Their brain is telling them that I am what gives them this high of bliss. Like a dream without falling asleep. As you probably know I am sent to around the world to award people or cause good things to happen to them with the snap of a finger.”

She looked at him dead in the face.

“You? You are a Soul Keeper, aren’t you? You help the dead send messages to their loved ones. You’re a rare Re:Birth.” He told her, “Sooner or later, you’ll meet them seeing as your jobs are a lot alike.”

She tilted her head.

“The Re:Birth version of Life and Death.”