The Bit Bucket

A Transgender Paranormal Romantasy

From the Paranormal Visitor Universe

Chapter 8: The Reincarnation Begins

By Sasha Zarya Nexus

Can Fred and Gwen come together with the same realization on just what it will take to begin reincarnation for both of them?

Copyright 2025 by Sasha Zarya Nexus.
All Rights Reserved.

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The Bit Bucket trembled with cosmic energy as Fred and Gwen stood at the threshold of their greatest gamble. The ancient awakening had reached its crescendo, and now they faced the moment that would either free them or destroy them utterly. The medieval walls pulsed with power that seemed to echo from the very foundations of reality itself1.

The Ritual

Fred moved to the center of the room, his chimeric nature finally in perfect harmony for the first time in his thirty-six years. The male body and female soul that had warred within him now worked in concert, creating a resonance that made the artifacts around them sing with anticipation. Gwen's ethereal form solidified beside him, her storm-gray eyes blazing with determination.

"Together," she said, extending her spirit-hand toward him. "Whatever we become, we face it together."

Fred grasped her hand, feeling the electric shock of their spiritual connection. The moment their energies merged, the Bit Bucket erupted in cascading light. The slate on the wall blazed with words that appeared faster than thought: The wheel turns. Love conquers death. Transformation begins.

The floating book opened itself to a page that had never existed before, revealing the true ritual of reincarnation. Not the academic theory they'd been studying, but the living, breathing magic that required complete surrender of self while maintaining the essence of love that bound them together1.

"We have to let go of everything we think we are," Fred said, his voice steady despite the magnitude of what they were attempting. "But we hold onto what we mean to each other."

Gwen nodded, her form beginning to shimmer as the reincarnation magic took hold. "Fred and Sarah die here. But our love—that's eternal."

All is Lost

The ritual began beautifully. Fred felt his consciousness expanding, touching the edges of reincarnation as his chimeric nature prepared to resolve itself into wholeness. Gwen's spirit-form began to merge with the magical currents flowing through the Bit Bucket, her essence preparing to take on new life.

But then everything went wrong.

The ancient powers awakened by their love story proved too vast, too chaotic to control. Morgana's distant presence pressed against the metaphysical space like a storm front, her malevolent attention drawn by the massive magical disturbance they'd created. The artifacts around the room began to overload, their harmonious song becoming a discordant shriek.

"I can't hold it together!" Fred gasped as the reincarnation magic spiraled out of control. His consciousness felt like it was being torn apart, scattered across multiple potential realities. He could see glimpses of who he might become—a powerful sorceress, a broken shell, a being of pure energy with no anchor to humanity.

Gwen's form flickered wildly as the reincarnation process pulled her in different directions. "Fred, I'm losing myself! I can't remember who I was supposed to become!"

The Bit Bucket itself began to crack under the strain. The medieval walls showed fissures of white light, and through those cracks, Fred could see the void between worlds—an endless darkness that would consume them both if the space collapsed entirely.

Vulnerability

In that moment of absolute crisis, all their careful plans and desperate hopes crumbled to dust. Fred found himself facing the same terror that had haunted him for three years—the fear of losing Gwen forever. But now it was worse, because this time it would be his fault. His desperate need for reincarnation, his refusal to accept the limitations of his existence, had doomed them both.

"I'm sorry," he whispered, tears streaming down his face as the magical chaos raged around them. "I'm so sorry, Gwen. I should have left you in peace. I should have accepted that some things can't be changed."

Gwen's flickering form reached for him through the maelstrom of uncontrolled magic. "Don't you dare give up on us now," she said fiercely. "We've come too far to surrender to fear."

But even as she spoke, Fred could see her essence fragmenting, pieces of her spirit being pulled away by the chaotic currents. The woman he loved was dissolving before his eyes, and there was nothing he could do to stop it. His chimeric nature, instead of being an asset, had become a liability—the conflicting energies within him feeding the magical storm that threatened to tear them both apart.

"I don't know how to save us," he admitted, his voice breaking with despair. "I thought love would be enough, but I was wrong. I was so wrong."

The Shift

In that moment of absolute surrender, when Fred finally stopped fighting and accepted that he might lose everything, something extraordinary happened. The chaos around them didn't diminish—it transformed. The wild, destructive energy suddenly found a new pattern, a new purpose.

Aislinn's presence filled the Bit Bucket, not as the distant observer she'd been before, but as an active participant in their reincarnation. Love is enough, her voice whispered through the storm. But not the love that clings and possesses. The love that trusts and releases.

Fred felt understanding dawn like sunrise after the longest night. He'd been approaching reincarnation all wrong, trying to control the process instead of surrendering to it. His chimeric nature wasn't a flaw to be overcome—it was a gift that allowed him to bridge multiple states of being simultaneously.

"Gwen," he called out through the magical tempest. "Stop trying to hold onto who you were. Let yourself become who you're meant to be."

Her storm-gray eyes met his across the chaos, and in them he saw the same realization. They'd been fighting the reincarnation instead of embracing it, trying to preserve their old selves instead of trusting in their love to carry them through to whatever came next.

Together, they stopped resisting. Fred released his desperate grip on his male identity, allowing his female soul to finally take precedence. Gwen let go of her careful spirit-monitor composure, embracing the wild, passionate woman she'd always been beneath the ethereal facade.

The moment they surrendered control, the chaos crystallized into purpose. The reincarnation magic found its true target—not their individual identities, but the love that connected them across life and death.

Reincarnation

The Bit Bucket exploded in white light so brilliant it seemed to burn away the very concept of darkness. Fred felt his consciousness scatter like stars across the cosmos, but instead of terror, he felt joy. This wasn't destruction—it was birth.

Through the blazing reincarnation, he caught glimpses of what they were becoming. Not one person or two, but something more complex, more beautiful than either had imagined possible. The chimeric nature that had divided him was resolving itself, but not in the way he'd expected.

Gwen's essence merged with his, but not as absorption or loss of identity. Instead, they were becoming something that honored both their individual natures and their shared love—a solution to the ancient riddle of the Bit Bucket that no one had discovered in a thousand years.

As the light reached its crescendo, Fred felt ancient memories stirring—not his own, but those of the legendary sorceress whose essence had shaped his chimeric nature from birth. Andromeda's legacy was awakening within him, but transformed by his love for Gwen into something entirely new.

The last thing he saw before consciousness scattered completely was the slate on the wall, blazing with final words: The wheel completes its turn. What was divided becomes whole. The daughters of light are born.

Then everything went white, and Fred's journey as a thirty-six-year-old man with a woman's soul came to an end. But somewhere in that brilliant reincarnation, something new was beginning—something that would reshape not just their lives, but the entire magical world that had brought them together.

The Bit Bucket fell silent, its ancient purpose finally fulfilled. But in a dorm room at Aislinn's College, two thirteen-year-old girls were about to wake up with the memories of a love that had conquered death itself, and the power to change everything.