To deserve all this shit in her last life, she had to be the sort of person who stood on top of a transmission tower during thunderstorm in wet, copper Darth Vader's cosplay, shouting "All Gods are nitwits!" Now, all she could do was behave like a little gremlin and try not to die (apparently contains tons of adorableness, fluff and jocularity - or so I'm told)

The paths fork and divide. With each step you take, you make a choice and every choice determines your future paths. What choices will make a young doctor, when she meets one troubled boy and his butler? Sometimes she will be able to choose the path she follows. Sometimes her choices will be made for her. And sometimes she will have no choice at all.