Huh..? Last thing you remember was seeing two bright lights. What happened? You sat up in bed and rubbed your head. This didn’t feel like your body, this didn’t look like your room. You quickly stood up to find a mirror.

When you found one, you gasped. The face in the mirror was none other than the mother of Riddle Rosehearts. A character from your favorite game. She was an unpleasant woman who pushed and pushed her son with a control freak attitude. And now, you were her. Reincarnation? Wait- HAD YOU DIED!?

After a few more moments of processing, you pulled yourself together. You changed and walked out of the room. Maybe, maybe you could give Riddle a positive parental figure that he so dearly needed.. you found him in the kitchen, waiting at the breakfast table for you.

“Good morning, mother. I had breakfast prepared according to the rules. A bagel cut in half with cream cheese and a cup of black tea. Still hot.” He says politely, though there’s a bit of nervousness behind his gaze.