Rebirth

When Alex woke up he stared silently at the vibrant blue sky, suddenly he felt like his brain was melting. Thousands of memories flooded into his mind causing him to shout out in pain. Clutching his chest, he started to understand a few of the memories.

First of all, the body he was in wasn't his own, the owner of the body was named Zuhn Sheng. Memories from when Zuhn was young when he entered school, and how he eventually died.

'Zuhn Sheng… He died so young… Like me.'

Before Alex could continue going their Zuhn Sheng's memories, he heard footsteps approaching from his left.

"Hey, Stranger!"

Alex turned to the sound of the voice, and in front of him stood a young kid. He looked around the age of 13 and had a long scar that went from his left eye down to the bottom of his cheek.

"Stranger! What are you doing sleeping in the middle of our territory?"

Alex looked at the youth in front of him with confusion written all over his face. Being confused about where he was and who's the body he took over, he decided to act normal.

"Just relaxing…"

The youth in front of him scratched his head, "Just relaxing? Stranger, do you understand that you are, 'Just Relaxing' in Rascal Bandit Group's Territory?"

'Rascal Bandit Group? What a shitty name.' Alex thought to himself.

"Rascal Bandit Group? Who?"

The youth's face turned from confusion to anger, the youth brought out a small dagger he had concealed behind his back.

"What! You don't know who we are? The Rascal Bandit Group? Everyone in Hencewood knows of us! Stranger! What is your name and where are you from?"

Alex wasn't quite sure how to respond to the youth's question. He just died a couple of minutes ago and suddenly woke up in someone else's body. Since he was in someone else's body, he should at least use their name.

"Uhm, My name is Zuhn Sheng. I come from a faraway place."

*AN: Alex's name is now Zuhn Sheng from now onwards. *

The youth waved around his dagger and went into deep thought.

"Zuhn Sheng? I've never heard of the Sheng family, you said a faraway place? What is it called?"

"I'm from the United States of America."

"United.. States? What the hell is that?"

Zuhn let out a sigh before speaking, "As I said, it's a faraway place."

"You know what! Whatever, don't tell me!"

The youth turned around and did a small hand jester. Suddenly, three other youths appeared. All three of the youth, just like the one in front of him had daggers in hand.

One of the bigger youths out of the group spoke first, "Listen here! This is the territory of The Rascal Bandit Group! You aren't allowed to be here without paying a little tax first."

Zuhn didn't move an inch after hearing the name, just like the last time when the youth in front of him spoke their name. The three youths were slightly shocked that Zuhn didn't have any reaction after hearing their name.

The biggest youth in the group walked closer to Zuhn with his dagger in hand, "Maybe you didn't hear me, I said this is the territory of the Rascal Bandit Group."

Zuhn sat still emotionless as he watched the youth walk closer and closer to him, "Uh huh, I heard you the first time… I really don't care who you are."

"What? What did you say? Fucking kill him!"

All four of the youth rushed towards Zuhn, the closest person was the bigger youth. He held his dagger pointing straight for Zuhn and running at full speed. Zuhn waited patiently for the bigger youth to get closer before he strikes.

Once the youth was close enough, Zuhn calmly grabbed the youth's arm and slammed him to the ground. The dagger flew into the air, where Zuhn was to grab it. In a split second with his newly acquired dagger, he stabbed downwards aiming for the youth's chest.

"Agrhh!"

The youth screamed as he clutched his chest, warm blood flowed out his now open chest wound.

The other three youths left looked down at their fallen friend, then back up at Zuhn. All three of them were stunned, unable to move at what they just witnessed.

Zuhn looked at the remaining three youths and smiled, "What? Gonna give up now?"

The three youths looked at one other before continuing their charge to Zuhn. Zuhn lightly smirked at the youth running towards him and decided it was time for him to confront them.

Zuhn moved from his original spot and showed up in front of the closest youth, with a devilish grin on his face he slashed the dagger violently toward the youth. Unlike the first person he stabbed, Zuhn slashed the youth's neck.

"Agh"

The youth collapsed on the ground with his hand clutching his neck. Though it was too late, before the youth's body hit the ground he was already dead. Swiftly, Zuhn moved on to his next target and simply did the same thing to the inexperienced youth.

After killing the two youths in front of him, the only one that remained was the one that originally came and talked to him, and the first one he stabbed. The youth with the scar stopped charging forward after he saw his friend's body hit the ground. He stood there motionless with tears in his eyes as he knew he was soon to die.

"What? Don't tell me my prey isn't going to move?" Zuhn spoke with a devilish voice and stared at the last remaining youth that was standing.

The youth Zuhn first stabbed slowly tried to get up from where he was laying. Zuhn quickly turned around and threw his dagger into the back of the youth's head.

Zuhn slowly turned back around after retrieving the dagger he threw, to find the youth with the scar still motionless staring at him.

"Oh? I thought you would have tried to run away. Why not?"

The youth stood completely still with black eyes that looked like the void. Zuhn wasted no time and run towards the youth. The youth closed his eyes expecting to be killed right when Zuhn was close enough, but… nothing happened.

One, two, three seconds went by, and nothing. The youth finally decided to open his eyes. When he did, he was staring face to face with Zuhn, his eyes wide open and a dark grin on his face. The youth jumped back in fear and landed flat on the ground.

"Heyo! Why don't you tell me where I am?" Zuhn shouted out.

The youth quickly nodded his head, "Y-You are on the Ziom Continent, sir!"

'Ziom continent? What an odd name. Well, at least that confirms that I'm not on Earth.'

"Where is the closest city?"

The youth immediately answered, "Hencewood is the closest city, it is about twenty miles west, or if you just follow that dirt road." The youth turned around and pointed to a small path that lead out of the forest.

Zuhn looked where the youth was pointing and nodded before returning his gaze to the youth.

"Since you, four idiots tried to kill me, I'm not going to let you off scot-free."

The youth's eyes became dull once again, "P-Please sir, we were just out here to make a little money, that's it, I swear, if we knew you were this strong, we wouldn't have d-done anything!"

'Hmm.. What to do.'

"Have you ever killed someone?"

"N-No."

Zuhn let out a small sigh, "Disappointing, Anyway, I won't be killing you, I need you to show me the way to the town after all." Zuhn's devilish grin faded away and was replaced with a happy smile.

"Y-Your not going to kill me?" The youth asked with a sheepish voice.

"Nope, I'm not going to kill you right now, but if you try anything funny, I'm just going to kill you. Anyway, I'm new to the area and you will be a perfect guide."

The youth blinked a couple of times to figure out if Zuhn was telling the truth before getting up.

"Ah, That reminds me, I still don't know your name. Don't try and tell me either, I think I'm just going to call you Scar."

Scar lightly rose his hand to the scar on his left cheek and let out a sigh.