1 Prologue (REWRITE)
(A-Note: Pumped up kicks by Foster The People)
~Robert's got a quick hand
He'll look around the room, but won't tell you his plan
He's got a rolled cigarette
Hanging out his mouth, he's a cowboy kid, yeah~
*BANG* *BANG* *BANG*
Gunshots echoed in the hallways of a school accompanied by the music playing.
~He found a six-shooter gun
In his dad's closet, and with a box of fun things
I don't even know what
But he's coming for you, yeah, he's coming for you~
In one of the classrooms, a whole class of students was sprawled on the floor, lifeless, as blood gushed out of their wounds.
~All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You better run, better run
Outrun my gun~
The perpetrator, a student, came out of another classroom full of bodies while the other students evacuated. Running for their lives.
~All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You better run, better run
Faster than my bullet~
With a kick on his step, the perpetrator pumped the shotgun in his hands and shot a male student running from him in the hallway.
~All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You better run, better run
Outrun my gun~
The perpetrator looked young, around 16-18.
He had short black hair with an average height and features. Just as he turned the corner of the hallway, he saw the doors of the restroom close.
~All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You better run, better run
Faster than my bullet~
He walked toward the restroom and kicked the door open. It swung and revealed the cubicles with the usual mirror and sinks.
~Daddy works a long day
He'd be coming home late, yeah, he's coming home late
And he's bringing me a surprise
'Cause dinner's in the kitchen, and it's packed in ice~
He pumped the shotgun again but he already run out of bullets. The young student threw the gun to the side and took a revolver from his back.
~I've waited for a long time
Yeah, the sleight of my hand is now a quick pull trigger
I reason with my cigarette
Then say, "your hair's on fire, you must have lost your wits, yeah"~
He checked the bullets first before nodding to himself as it was fully loaded. He spun the revolving mechanism of it and went inside.
~All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You better run, better run
Outrun my gun~
He kicked the doors of each cubicle open and found no one until the last. It was locked.
He politely knocked on it twice before calmly whispering
"Open it. If it isn't open when I reach counting to ten, I'll start shooting through the door."
~All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You better run, better run
Faster than my bullet~
The young student counted while pointing the Revy toward the door of the last cubicle.
The students inside, three of them, one male and two female started begging but he didn't listen.
~All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You better run, better run
Outrun my gun~
The count reached nine and when the young man was about to count to ten, he cocked the revolver but the door was opened by the male.
He saw two female students crying, their makeup was a mess just like their hair.
~All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You better run, better run
Faster than my bullet~
The other male student had his hands up, looking extremely afraid. He looked at the male student remembering the time when the guy tried to help him but was stopped by his previous "bullies".
~Run, run, run, run
R-r-r-run, run, run, run
R-r-r-run, run, run, run
R-r-r-run
Run, run
Run, run, run~
He took a glance at the two women. One of them was like the male student in front of him. While the other one was a bitch. Liked stepping on his hand when he was picking up his stuff on the ground and then apologizing like it was an accident. First of all, it happened a lot of times. Second, the look in her eyes said it all.
~All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You better run, better run
Outrun my gun~
He pointed the gun toward the bitch before motioning for the other two to get out.
They quickly followed his words and ran "like their life depended on it". They weren't wrong because if they spent another second around him, he would have shot them.
~All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You better run, better run
Faster than my bullet~
The bitch begged. She begged him to let her live. Saying she didn't do anything against him and it was all an accident. Unluckily for her, her eyes showed contempt and ridicule when she stepped on his hand.
*BANG*
~All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You better run, better run
Outrun my gun~
The young student walked out of the restroom with some smoke coming out of the barrel of the Revy. He walked up the stairs towards the rooftop.
~All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You better run, better run
Faster than my bullet~
Once he reached the rooftop, he hears a lot of sirens heading toward the school. He looked around and saw his last target crouch beside the door.
~All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You better run, better run
Outrun my gun~
His target was a male student with average looks but had branded stuff indicating that the kid was rich. The guy was the main reason.
~All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You better run, better run
Faster than my bullet~
He quickly shot the dude twice in his legs. The guy screamed in pain and cried. Once again, begging for forgiveness. Saying that he'll give him money, girls, anything he wants. "Just let me live! Please!"
His words however came through one ear and out the other.
The young man shook his head and shot the guy's balls resulting in the guy screaming in agony. The young man hears the sirens arriving in front of the school so he decided to end it. He pointed the gun point-blank at the guy's head and shot.
He shook his head and looked towards the sky.
"What a beautiful day. Maybe I'll see it again in my next life."
The young man said to himself before pointing the revolver at his temple.
"Heh. Sons of bitches..."
*BANG*
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In a once empty void floats a soul. Its color was gray with a tinged of inky black.
Its shape was that of a humanoid.
Unbeknownst to it, there was a pair of eyes watching it, reading its thoughts.
'Finally... I've avenged Jasmine... Oh, God, their faces were the best! Heh, I hope that guy suffers in hell. Wait, I might see him there. That'd be fun.'
The soul thought to himself as he continued to float in the neverending darkness.
His thoughts fascinated the being watching him. It decided to read his memories.
(MC's Memories)
'Where is she?! She was just here last night... Damn it, Jasmine!'
The young man thought as he went back and forth in a living room of a house.
*Ringtone*
Suddenly, the sound of a ringtone echoes from the couch.
'Damn it, where is that damn phone... There you are.'
"Hello, who is this?"
"{Good morning, sir. Are you the brother of Jasmine Diez?}"
"Yes, do you know where she is???"
"{Yes sir. I'm Officer Henry from the XXXXX Police Department. We are currently on the Lorden Bridge on the main road. Sir, your sister-}"
"What the hell is my sister doing on a bridge? Fuck it, I'm coming over."
"{Sir, please listen-}"
*Beep*
"Grandma! The police found her already so stop worrying! I'm going to take her back."
The young man shouted as he wore a plain t-shirt. An old woman walked down the stairs with a relieved expression.
"Haaah~ I thought something happened to her. Bring her back so I can spank her butt."
The old woman said to the young man who nodded and went out.
It fast-forwarded the memories to where the young man arrived on the bridge on a bicycle.
"What the... why are there a lot of police cars here? Where the heck are they even?"
The young man asked out loud to no one. He went closer to the police cars and parked his bike there. He heard some people talking under the bridge so he went to investigate.
There, he saw a bunch of cops with a perimeter of yellow tape that said POLICE LINE and DO NOT CROSS in front of them. That made the young man scared. Why is his sister here? His mind was unconsciously avoiding something. It avoided the thought process of something happening to her.
The policemen and women saw him. They started asking what he was doing in here as it was under investigation. He introduced himself and that was all he needed to do. Some of the policewomen shook their heads with a sad expressions while others had grimaces. He walked over to them and saw something that shook his entire being. Her sister... or her corpse, at least.
It skipped the part where the young man cried but as it did, it saw a scene that caused the young man to cry again. Once his grandmother heard the news, she first denied it but seeing the police officers that went to their home with the young man crying, she suddenly collapse and showed signs of a heart attack.
It skipped again, seeing the scenes of what happened next. The grandmother died due to something called Broken Heart Syndrome. She couldn't take the news of her granddaughter dying. Next was the autopsy of Jasmine. It was confirmed that she was... drugged and raped, a lot of times. It was said that she died due to strangling. The young man was so devastated.
It fast-forwarded through the memories again, arriving at where the culprits of Jasmine's case were apprehended. They were 3rd-year high school students in their school. The young man was so enraged that he tried to punch them but the police held him back. Though one of them kept pleading that he was just a scapegoat and he wasn't part of it. Even though he was angry, the young man also thought something was suspicious.
The other suspects grimaced at his words.
The guy started confessing on the spot.
"I was there but I wasn't a part of it! It was Jake! It was his party!! He tried to hit on your sister but she rejected him. That must have angered him as after a few hours, he called us, saying that he has a toy in his room that we could play with! It was your sister man! He drugged her and raped her! After that, he allowed these guys to do it as well! I promise I'm innocent!!!"
Interesting... It saw that this confessing mortal was so scared of the prospect of going to prison.
After that debacle, the police investigated.
The young man went home brooding at the guy's words. On the following morning, the same guy was found dead in his cell. It was said that the guy committed suicide. The young man knew that it was bullshit and what the guy said was probably true. He didn't immediately go for Jake, however. He started asking his classmates first. The ones who went to the party.
It got bored and skipped again. Then it saw that the young man managed to get the answers from one of their classmates. He had to beat up the guy first before he started talking. The guy that confessed was right. Also, not only did the whole class know and kept quiet about it due to fear, but Jasmine's classmates also knew.
Interested, It continued to watch the memories of the young man as he protested in front of their school and Jake's dad's corporation. When the young man protested in school, saying what Jake did, he was always beaten up black and blue. The young man naturally fought back but was still beaten due to numerical advantage. Then, a girl of the same age would step on his hand...
It finally decided to skip to what happened before the young man died and saw what he did. The young man even got revenge on the girl that stepped on his stuff and hands.
It finished reading his memories for now and decided to listen to the young man talking to himself.
'Haaaah~ Now where the hell am I? This shit hole can't be heaven. It's dark as fuck. Also, I killed a bunch of people so there's no way.'
The being was intrigued by this young man so It searched his memories of what this Heaven was. It instantly found it and what it was about. It knew that a lot of "Heavens" did exist. Though it was made by inferior beings.
'There's a good chance this is hell... Though shouldn't it be, I don't know, burning?'
Hell... An interesting place for damned souls. Similar to the Heavens, Hells also existed.
Much more compared to Heavens.
'What I want though, is this place to be like those fanfics I read.'
Fanfics? It instantly searched through his memories and found a lot of interesting stories. But while reading them through the memories, It knew that these stories were made based on some things. So, it decided to search for the origins of these things.
It watched and read. Every anime, manga, novel, and fanfic this soul in front of it knew.
'Some all-powerful rob will reincarnate me to an anime world with cheats. Then I would get myself a harem, try to achieve immortality, or something similar and become powerful so I don't get my ass handed to me like before.'
It was amused. Should it do what those lower beings did and reincarnate this lost soul? It hadn't done something like this before. It has decided. It'll reincarnate this lost soul into an anime world. One where it found the story quite interesting but this lost soul will need cheats. Without further ado, It scoured through the soul's memories.
'Will I get a system? I won't lie, that shit is redundant as fuck but it's a good cheat to have. I don't like the systems where they punish their hosts. I know the reasons for adding those things but it's shitty.'
Systems... It didn't like those. Some were nice, but almost all of them were slave drivers. It found another interesting thing. This lost soul watched a video when he was a teenager.
It was about a tabletop game called Dungeons and Dragons. It found this game quite interesting. It has decided to give this lost soul the ability to use the myriad of spells in this D&D game.
'Maaaaaaann~ I'm bored. Is anyone there listening to my thoughts?! Reincarnate me already... or not. Maybe I'm just stuck here. Forever floating in the endless void. Is that a flag? I hope not. Why am I talking to myself anyway-'
[Good Luck.]
A voice echoed inside the soul's mind, cutting his thoughts. It sounded eerie, high-pitched, and excited. With that, the soul disappeared. Whisked away into another reality, dimension, universe, wherever this void was but it was surely somewhere.
In a fetus perhaps?
