1 Darkness

The sky was dark, the moon shined brightly, the lunar night shined down on a young man leaning on a tree in a forest in a city.

The young man looked at 3 people standing over him, they all had guns in hand. They had many injuries, some looked fatal but the men ignored them. All around them, blood covered the trees and grass. Many bodies were lettered around them all.

One of the men said, "How does it feel Shiro, knowing that everything you built is about to fall?" another one said, "Shut up, Nick. We were hired to kill him, not make a speech. We don't know what he has up his sleeves, we came here with 70 people, and only the three of us survived."

"I am well aware! This fucker deserves to die, do you even remember what he did...!" Nick was interrupted, "I said shut up!"

Shiro was sweeping his hand across the blood-covered grass, he looked at them with uncaring eyes. He didn't even look fazed by anything, he was fading fast. With the amount of blood, he lost he will die in a few minutes.

Shiro wondered how he got to this point, well simple, bad decisions. Growing up, Shiro was a genius to most. He always had an infatuation with technology, it was an amazing thing to him. So, he created a company when he finished high school.

It was a success, but, he wanted more. He was very selfish and greedy, so, he set his sights on expanding his company to other places, by any means. Some people didn't allow him to do this, but, he would solve that problem quickly.

After years and years of success one day everything went to shit, he was on his way to the main company building. On the way, they were attacked, he didn't even know who they were.

The fight went from the city to the forest, lasting for a long time. Unfortunately, he lost in the end, it was an unbeatable fight though. Shiro said, "I'm done."

One of the men said, "Done with what, bastard." "Everything, fuck this kind of power, it's not really power. All I have is money, without that I'm just a smart jackass. Well, goodbye, see you in hell."

Shiro took a gun from the side and shot himself in the head, he was going to die on his own accord. The men shouted, they wanted to enjoy killing him but he would not let them torture him.

After some time, Shiro felt like he was falling, but it was as if he was drowning. He could breathe through, it was so cold. He couldn't speak or move around, he just kept falling deeper and deeper into the cold darkness.

Days, weeks, months, years passed. Shiro had come to terms that this was death, he would be here for all of eternity. To be honest, it was boring, nothing more. He recalled anime and manga from his past life, it was one of the only things he loved to do before.

Shiro was about he try and look around when he felt himself in a different place, it was odd, he had no idea what was going on. He felt a liquid on his hand and saw that it was blood, "The fuck?" his body felt so weak. He looked to the side and saw a boy with long black hair lying next to him, Shiro's widened seeing the boy, and said, "What..." before he could even finish he fell into darkness once more.