A/N: Hey, first story here. Leave me an opinion about what you think about what you think of this. What would you like to see? Your comments whether you liked it or not [and why] are greatly appreciated! Would you like me to continue in third P.O.V or switch to first person?

God save the Queen!
Prologue

They say every half century or so, a soul gets to reincarnate. To have another chance at life and so on. Consequently, some say time between one minute and the next millennium loses its relevance in something as timeless as eternity... Whoever said that, clearly didn't remember their waiting time in the limbo. Eternity isn't timeless. Otherwise I wouldn't had to suffer such a long ass wait. That however, is not the point right now.

Guess who is getting reborn? Me, of course!

My name, the most recent one, is Salazar Ellen, and although it isn't showing right now I was a very patient person the last century (and boy, was that a boring life now that I can review all of them).

It has been already been 500 years, one thousand light years ago! How much more time are you gonna make me wait?!

Yes, patience was a virtue I had my past life... Though that much is irrelevant if you had been waiting for as long as I. If I could huff and frown, I totally would be doing that right now, because, just what kind fo higher being manages to be so tardy? I don't have a calendar, but I'm certain my reborn date is long overdue. It's the first time it has taken this long to find a spot I can be reborn in.

Maybe they had an influx of newbies?

This is not my first time being reborn. Its far from it- and maybe that's why its taking so long. I don't know how others are sorted, but I'm sure I'm following the standard procedure- after all, the first time I was granted consciousness I remember a thousand other thoughts floating along my own, unlike right now. Little old me gets no company now days in this waiting hall for the dead.

This time I'm definitively keeping my memories. If I could feel embarrassment or shame after so long of being stuck here again, I'd probably be dying of humiliation! Haha ha...

But I can't, so that's a good thing. Getting over things its pretty easy with the whole, non-corporeal awareness.

I'm finally having a body again!

I could run and jump and scream and talk and-

Or I could sentence you with a couple of disabilities and move on.

... You have been here for a while, haven't you?

The condescending voice didn't respond.

Right. Okay. Can we just, you know, skip to the point? I know you have a speech and all, but frankly I'm done waiting. I'll just say the answers outright, sound good?

... So you are an old one.

Yeah! Its my, uh, ninth time, I think.

In that case, go ahead.

Okay! Um... Yes yes, no...

Reborn cycle, familiar world, memories, what else was there? At the very least, there were two other questions. Questions which I promptly will have to randomize my answers to.

No... No?

Noted. You are not able to change them. I imagine by the time given to think your answers through was enough.

Uh-huh. Care to tell me a bit about my world before hand?

Your answers are as follows:

Pretty please?

You do wish to continue being reborn.
You are to be reincarnated in a world you are aware of.
Your memories of your previous incarnation will not be erased.
You have no preference on your rebirth.

Wait what. No no no, no wait! I want to be a human again and, and could you please not send me to mingle with other souls? Last time I had to share space with three and-

-you are not to be born the same gender as your previous life.

Hang on! I liked being a guy last time-

And you decided to leave your relevance to the world to fate.

Farewell and good luck, future Queen.

Excuse you!?

"Congratulations, Miss Shibuya. Your baby was born as a very healthy girl"

After one, two, three pants and a moment to regain composure. The woman in question appeared to be somewhat disoriented at the announcement, but nevertheless beamed happily as the doctor handed her the -still heatedly crying like there was no tomorrow. Ah, her daughter would be just like her, wouldn't she? So energetic- bundle of cloth.

A child born in July will be born strong, to being exposed by the summer months.

"Hello darling" she cooed, holding her daughter close to her chest "How should I name you, hmm?" her mind re-winded to few hours ago, back when her water had only just broken. A kind young man had helped her into a taxi and spent the ride comforting her.

In my hometown, July is pronounced Juli.

"Yuuri" she repeated, her accent slipping through the name. With a breathless giggle, Shibuya Miko turned to the awaiting doctor in heavily accented japanese "Her name is Yuuri Shibuya"

Unbeknownst to both, the child in question screamed harder in recognition to her new name.