A Dragoons Legacy

A young man who appears to be twenty, is walking and playing a game on his psp. He was muttering something. "Take that Lloyd....can you feel the heat huh?" he says as he reaches a curb. He looks left then right, seeing no signs of any cars he starts to cross the street and play his game. Then he heard a speeding car. (oh fu...) he was thinking but he gets pushed forward as he gets tackled narrowly getting missed by the car. This young man looks at his saviour and realizes she was gorgeous. He hears another car coming and he looks for it. The car was coming straight at them and he pushes her out of the way as he stands up, trying to dodge himself. Unfortunately he sprained his ankle. Time slows down his life flashes before his eyes. He closes his eyes as he gets hit. He suddenly hears laughing and time stops and rewinds.

*Everything pans out to reveal a cintetopia movie theater, and two men one sitting in a seat, the other on the floor laughing.* The man sitting frowns. It was the same young man who got ran over. "Glad my death amuses you." He said deadpaning. "I'm sorry this is the funniest death I've had in a while. hahahaha" He says as he stands up. "I've seen many like a guy gets a pen through the eye as part of a magic trick, a woman chokes to death on her girlfriends edible underwear, oh and another got flattened by a toilet seat from space. That last one made my century. hahahaha good times, goood times." He now becomes serious. "So you have a massive amount of good karma, which was gained post mortem. I should mention that you have gained the ire of three groups of dietys."

The recently deceased man looked confused. "How ?" The other man smiles. "Well I should mention first your death wasn't supposed to happen, the accident was supposed to be a near death wake up call. In which you would have changed your life, and do many things like win a Nobel Peace prize, get married, change the future for the better... well she took that future for you, but it also woke up that...what was that word you humans for sexually obsessed.....ah yandere. She became yandere. You were her fixation." This being that takes on a man's form sits down on a seat next to him. "Well anyways she learned a lot about you figured out what you would do/want (at least she thinks what you would do or want) and did it, now here comes the disconcerting part. She cloned you, married it, and had kids. All the while making one of your favorite animes a reality."

The dead man laughed. "Really? Which one?" The being smiled "Shimoneta: World without a dirty joke." The dead man facepalms. "What the hell?" the being laughs hard. "The dieties of love/lust, order/nature, and war all hate you. Sure the world became "safe" but now the people don't know how to express their sexuality. So yeah that interferes with natural human nature."

The being smiled and said "So you'll be reincarnating with three boons from each group. Boon one: You will be the stuff of wet dreams, meaning you won't have any problems getting a one night stand but the trade off is you won't be able to find love easily. Boon two: Your body will adapt faster than others to anything the downside is your impulse control is gone, zilch, nil, non existent. Boon three: you'll comprehend and learn fast any form of combat. This ranges from tactics, vehicle's, and martial arts. Pretty much anything that involves fighting. Downside is conflict will follow you anywhere you go. The other dieties have spoken in your defense that the negative effects should come into play when you reach your pubescent years." The being sighs.

"Now to the brass tacks. You get to choose which world or universe for your rebirth, and your three wishes. Now mind you if you wish for Doctor Manhattans abilities you will be basic bitched till you learn how to control your abilities. Anything of that magnitude will have restrictions. Now where do you want to go and what's your wishes?" He gives it a thought for moment. "I want the Dragoon spirits from legend of Dragoon. I want to be a wingly. (Terrible naming sence.) hmmmm and I want a shop that I can buy items from any and all games."

The being leans back and processes it. "The first wish is granted but the world/universe will be in danger of collapse. Second wish is granted but the sentient species of Endiness will be transmigrated as well, before they are wiped out. The last wish is granted, you will use local currency to buy what you need but the value of what you are buying is changed to fit the world. Meaning if resurrection is a thing in that world items like Phoenix down will be cheaper, but if it's not it will be expensive. Now world/universe?"

The man thinks about it.....

"Final Fantasy 7..... I mean the world of final fantasy 7. it's already heading towards the shitter I mean, at least the time frame I'm thinking about...oh and I'm seem to be forgetting something...who the fuck are you?"

The man he's been speaking to, laughs hard. "You haven't figured it out yet?" The dead man thinks about it ".....Death?" The man bob's his head side to side as he thinks. "Close but no cigar. I am a reaper... a reaper who by the way is in charge of reincarnation. So *pulls out string poppers which does a grunt birthday party (halo anyone? confetti and yaaaaay!) * yaaaaay for you! Your reincarnating!"

The dead sighs in exasperation. "No need for the sarcasm." The reaper chuckles "Oh but I beg to differ, messing with you freshly dead makes my day." The reaper grins wide. (A grin so wide it would probably makes the cheshire cat blush) " So here's how the world is going to change. Firstly the Winglys and Cetras are working in coexistence. Winglys are the guardians, that obviously failed. The Humans and Gigantos thrived. The Minnos are a minority compared to the others except the Winglys theirs probably about 300 of them left excluding you. Now we've discussed the past, I won't tell you the future. Now I'm thinking you wanna be born near Nibbleheim right? Around the same age as Cloud (Whiner *cough cough*) and Tifa...mmmmm Tifa" The reaper shakes his as if snapping himself out of a fantasy and wiping some drool off the side of his mouth. "Right?"

The dead man nods. "Alrighty then. look over there fer a second." The dead man does as he's told. "Uhh why?" The reaper pulls out a home run bat and sends him flying. "I love doing that!...Ya know I love my job."