Chapter 1 - Chainsaws in My Hands

My consciousness began to gradually restore itself... I heard a gentle voice...

— Dandji...

Who is this?

What's going on?

Where am I?

— Dandji... Wake up...

I slowly opened my eyes and saw a strange creature above me. It resembled a sausage-shaped dog, but its forehead was adorned with sharp protrusions, like a chainsaw. The creature itself looked... unlike anything known. In fact, it was not a dog, but something completely different.

I had no idea where I was. It seemed like I was lying in some cramped box, full of sunlight.

— You're not Dandji?...

I didn't know what to say, so I just nodded. After all, I apparently found myself in someone else's body and didn't know my own name, so introducing myself was pointless.

— I see... Looks like I'm too late, — the chainsaw-dog said sadly.

The word "late" triggered a sense of loss in me...

— I'm sorry... — I don't know why, but I felt the desire to apologize.

My hands reached out to this unknown creature, and I stroked its head. I wasn't afraid, although it seemed like I died... and ended up in some strange place.

The little head looked up.

— Then I have no choice, — said the chainsaw-dog decisively.

The creature lit up with a faint light. Foreign thoughts, memories, and dreams began to flow into my head... Dreams that began to intertwine with my own memories.

I started to remember bits of my previous life. It all mixed together, filling me with various emotions.

— ...Please... Live this life as Dandji would want...

I reached out to this chainsaw... or perhaps, demon chainsaw, and smiled. But it was already too late...

I woke up completely and saw only dim light. I felt a weight on me and smelled unpleasant metallic odors mixed with waste. I had to climb out of the garbage container full of corpses.

Leaving the trash container, I began to recover "my" thoughts. The realization that I was in the body of someone unfamiliar to me, with his own memories, filled me with sadness and longing for this person.

— What... — I whispered, clenching my fist and looking at my chest.

A small detail caught my eye immediately—a generator cord swinging back and forth. It took me a couple of seconds to realize who I was now...

Tears streamed down my cheek, and my teeth ground with anger and the loss of my only friend. It seems... I completely absorbed not only the body but also the feelings of the guy...

— What?! - a piercing cry filled the entire hangar I was in.

And please note... I wasn't the only one in this almost dark hangar.

Living corpses surrounded me, unable to stand normally on the ground. There was no life in their eyes, proving the existence of zombies in this world. They were all familiar and infuriating with their presence alone.

But the most striking monster was even more grotesque and larger, resembling some kind of hybrid.

A body without arms and legs, as well as a head, only with part of the body from which the intestines and stomach protruded. Gray skin, as well as a face located unnaturally for a human in the right chest, could scare anyone. And his brain was on his neck.

— They chopped him to pieces, and he's still alive?! Disgusting! - yelled this demon.

Yes. The creature levitating in front of me was a demon... A zombie-demon, an embodiment of fear of zombies... There are many of such freaks in this world. And in fact, I am one of them now.

A semi-demon. Not a man with a demon's heart, but indeed a real half-demon...

— Eat this scum! 

Giving orders with its vile and piercing voice, it directed all the undead towards me.

Closing my eyes and recalling the dreams of the real Dandji, I internally smiled. So many desires and emotions, pain, regrets... I'm so sorry that he had such a lousy life...

But now. I'll take his place and help achieve everything he wanted in this life.

— Did you just call me "scum"!? - glaring menacingly at this bastard, I grabbed the cord, pressing my hand to my chest, feeling the beating of my partner. - Look at yourself, you filthy scum!

Pulling the cord, a motor sound formed in my chest. A bass, monotonous hum that creates a sense of movement and the operation of a mechanism, as if the heartbeat of a machine.

The crowd of zombies rushed at me and began to devour my flesh, but I no longer felt it. The pain seemed to dull...

Saws appeared between the middle and ring fingers on my hands. My vision was clouded by a strange shell from above, but after a second, I began to see sharper than before.

A surge of extraordinary strength filled every part of my body.

*Vroom*

The roaring sound, piercing vibration, as if carrying an unstoppable force of destruction and danger.

— Ahahaha!

Breaking free with laughter, I smiled. At least, it seemed to me. My heart beat faster, and blood flowed backward.

— I'll tear everyone to pieces!

Chopping off the heads of a couple of zombies immediately, I decided to attack the boss right away. Instincts told me that by killing the strongest, I would save myself a lot of time.

— Yeehaw! - cutting down every zombie in my path, I felt myself growing stronger, absorbing their blood.

But I lost a lot of blood myself.

— You're a demon too, aren't you!? Why are you attacking us? - the leader of the corpses exclaimed angrily, shouting questions at me.

— For Pochita and the courtyard...

Making a leap and jumping on the heads of the corpses, I pushed off and aimed my saws straight at his face.

— ...Cutting up close!

*Vroom*

*Vroom*

Landing on the zombie-demon, my saws began to spin faster, and the blades became sharper. Plunging both saws into his face, and for good measure, my own head, where another one was located, I began to cut him into pieces.

— Aaaaaaah!!!!

With agony, he began to scream and fly around the hangar, trying to shake me off.

— Let go! It hurts! It hurts!!!

— Hell no! Gya-ha-ha-ha!

If I let go now, I'll definitely have problems. So why hesitate? Let's kill this creature that killed two loyal friends!

— Die!

Saying this, I sliced the demon into pieces, thereby finally killing him, hitting his vital organs. Carefully landing on the ground, I exhaled and looked around.

The corpses of the former yakuza members were still moving. Apparently, even the death of the puppeteer didn't stop them.

— Hey... As I understand it, you're all from the yakuza, right? - that's how I felt, smiling from ear to ear. - If I kill you all here, doesn't that mean Dandji's debt will be paid?!

*Vroom*

Again, my saws roared. But not receiving an answer from the vampires, I could only continue to grin.

— Gya-ha-ha-ha! You won't answer me anyway! - and darting towards the swarming zombies, I began to destroy, tear apart, and kill the zombie-yakuza once again. - It wasn't me who locked you up, guys, it was you who ended up with me! A-HA-HA-HA-HA!

So... My conclusions in this fleeting world began. And only chainsaws in my hands could protect me from the attacks of powerful beings.

To be continued...

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