You Only Live Twice

A/N: I am on a hiatus for school, sorry!

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(This story makes heavy use of variables, and many paths may not work without them. Please click "Start Game" before continuing.)

You died. Game over—at least, that’s what you thought.

The details of your **** are hazy, but you’re pretty sure it wasn’t the heroic, blaze-of-glory kind of ending. Knowing your luck, it was something embarrassingly mundane—like getting run over by a tractor while trying to save a little girl’s cat from a tree. Whatever it was, it didn’t matter anymore. The important thing is, you didn’t stay dead. Or rather, you got another shot.

Maybe whoever's in charge up there took pity on you, or maybe they just wanted to spice things up by giving you a second chance. Let’s call them God, for now, though that might change if they ever decide to show themselves instead of communicating through cryptic visions as you faded away.

God—if that’s who it really was—decided to throw you a bone. You died in the middle of college, just as life was hopefully starting to get interesting. No diploma, no big adventures, and most importantly, no chance to lose your V-card. It’s almost like God’s giving you a do-over, like they’re nudging you back to Earth with a wink and saying, "Here, kid, try not to screw it up this time." Maybe it's just a plot device, but hey, who are you to question divine intentions?

And so, you’re reborn, back at the starting line. Only this time, you’re armed with the full knowledge of a college junior who left the game too early. When you reach the age of consent, you'll be unstoppable. With an enlightened awareness of the universe—and a personal nudge from the divine—you’re determined not to be so bashful this time around. Sure, there are some obstacles ahead, like God deciding to reset you to square one, but at least they’re letting you tweak a few things for this second go-round.

Some Important Information

This story has some chapters with gender-specific paths. As of right now, only a male and female story are planned (though others are welcome eventually).

Choices marked with "(M)" are male-specific.

Choices marked with "(F)" are female-specific.

(A/N: This story is my first attempt at using variables, so please bear with me! I'll remove this note once I'm more comfortable with writing these type of stories.)