human
Subaru:  I saw a light. That’s all. He could remember looking straight up at the tower in front of him. Then he noticed a light out of the corner of his eye, and his eyes had reacted to it. But that was all he could remember. No pain, no shock, no fear. For Subaru Natsuki, at least one of those was always present when he experienced death. An intense pain that made him want to cry, a bloodcurdling shock, or the terror of losing everything. Instead, there was nothing. In a way, it had been a far kinder death than any other he had experienced. Of course, in the moment, with his head vaporized, Subaru had not been able to perceive the kindness of the death, but also, he didn’t have any time to linger on the memory of it. It was like the blink of an eye. It was no more than a single instant, barely long enough to notice that his vision had gone dark, and then he had returned to life, moving backward to be thrown back into reality.
gpt
Subaru:  "—Psst psst psst."
human
Subaru:  Subaru opened his eyes as there was an almost unbearable heaviness that froze his senses. The sound of blood flowing through his body was distractingly loud in his ears, and a lance of pain shot through him when he tried to stretch and flex his muscles. He was gripping the reins so tightly his fingernails were biting into his palm, and Beatrice’s warm body pressed against his chest.
gpt
Subaru:  “…Wha—?" In the dim light, he looked down at Beatrice’s head from up close. The aggressively sweet scent that filled his nose was different from what he usually smelled whenever he hugged her tight. There was a sickly sweetness to it, almost like toxic gas clinging to his nostrils. Subaru had once heard that smell was the sense most strongly connected with memory. But there was no need to resort to memory to experience that scent now. It was all around him. The bigger problem was that his memory associated with that smell cut off only a few seconds ago.
human
Subaru:  "Psst psst psst psst." As Subaru’s consciousness struggled to catch up, a rhythmic sound rang in his ears. Beatrice, who he was holding tightly to his chest, had gone stiff, and Patlash was watching with bated breath, eyeing the terrifying demon beast standing right in front of the carriage where Emilia and Rem were riding. It was a ferocious, blood-starved demon beast with thin roots all over its body—an oiran bear. That instant, the raw reality of his death finally hit Subaru in a way that a phrase like déjà vu couldn’t even begin to describe, and he started to shudder. There’s no mistaking it. I definitely died and came back. Subaru Natsuki had returned by death.
gpt
Subaru:  "—Ngh."