destruction and reincarnation

as the man reach the center of his mansion. while suffering from third degree burns all over his body. but thankfully the flames are so hot it immediately burn of his nerve so can't feel the unimaginable pain.

the man kept yelling—" marry, marry, where are you!!!! "— a simple action but his already exhausted. his vocal cords are about to snap it's most likely caused by inhaling to much carbon dioxide. he gasp for air but instead he breath the smoke and almost choked too death.

" cough–cough " " cough–cough "

as the man struggle to keep his breathing in check. on his knee while trying dropping down to avoid inhaling more smoke.

after recovering he immediately move or more like crawled toward the cellar that's under the rug.

he can't see nor hear anything but can only see flames and smoke while only hearing the building burning down.

inch by inch, he used his toes to propel him forward and his hand supporting his body to move. after moving for couple seconds his already exhausted and needs to rest up.

the he repeated those actions over and over while ignoring the heat. his body wasn't drench in sweat because the part of the skin that produces sweats has already burn off including the top layer of his skin.

now his muscle are exposed to mind numbing pain.

but the burn wouldn't kill him from the outside. but when the layer of skin protected his inside are gone. now his internal organs are slowly going to melt.

every time he moves

he uses extremely crucial amount energy to keep his organs from shutting down. so he needs to move cautiously so he won't waste valuable energy.

the slow but effective way to maneuver through the smoke and fire. he finally reached the cellar door but.

the only thing that he saw it was the cellar door open while leading toward the bomb shelter.

but it didn't look like it has been forcibly open

but open from the inside.

he look around while one knee is on the floor

trying to get a clue to where the they might gone to. but when he didn't find anything he started to doubt himself.

" where could they be. did I really just hallucinate the scream when i was outside the burning mansion "— telling himself that while frantically looking back again. but nothing have changed after another looking again and again everything was the same.

devastated he didn't want accept it. he never knew if his wife is alive or already dead. he want someone answer his question but nothing convenient came.

when he started loose hope he saw someone on his corner of his eye. doubting himself he yelled—" it that–you marry!? "— but when he saw no one he started to thick his going insane. but —" come here " a low but gentle voice whispered in his left ear. —" who's the..re "— as Dio Valo humbled to himself the voice kept saying the same phrase over and over again.

so Dio Valo without any choice just followed it's request as he stood up with his two legs and followed the voice.

he kept on walking and walking not bothering to shield himself from the smoke and flames.

the voice was getting more and more louder

the only thing he can hear in his left ear was the voice that was guiding him.

the more he listen to the voice the more sinister it felt.

he can't pin point why but something was just off about.

as he continued walking he never how long it was but it felt like days but in reality it was a only couple of minutes.

finally saw something. the moment he saw it he immediately run towards it. ignoring the pain.

as he started to get close he can see something was on the floor.

a long flowy rainbow colored hair was visible and the rest was covered by some ruble. as he kneeled to his knees while some knee was scraped off, ignoring it. he started to lift up the ruble.

he started by removing the big one first. after that he saw her face, but her face was in horrible condition. the half was burnt and the other half was bruised and bloody.

he wanted to speak but realizing it gonna be useless. so he started to caresse her face and while shaking her body to try to wake her up. but when she wasn't responding.

so with no other choice he started to remove the other ruble after a while Trying to wake her up wasn't working. but one of the ruble wasn't moving so he looked more closely.

there was a iron rod piercing her lower abdomen going through the ruble. as a round bump in her belly was sure way of telling if a woman was pregnant or not.

so when he realized it. he started to cry and screaming to himself—" please, this can't be real , this can't be real , this can't be real, this can't be real, this can't be real, this can't be real, this can't be real " — as he keep screaming until his vocal cords are gone.

he sat there holding her belly and supporting her back. he feel the heat from her body slowly leaving her body. as the heat was being transferred to him and causing first degree burn on his arms that was supporting her back. but he didn't notice and he sat there screaming not a single word is heard from his mouth. his body was consumed by flames leaving unable to touch and hold his love one's. as the last of her heat was transferred to his arms. his body and mind was consumed by the scorching flames.

in this new world. there are things called skills and magic. a realm that one being can rule over all. monsters and demigods existed through this land. human beings are always in a brink of extinction caused by this supernatural threat. but humanity have a ace up their sleeve. those who were born with skills are called reincarnation of heroes. the ones that fought the demon lord from eons ago . usually humans are not born with skills but they attained it by training their mind and body. skills not unlike magic. it is powered by the person soul and not mana that is in the atmosphere. so everyone has a skill cap when they are born. not everyone one is born equal and some will have greater will power and some just lack to even have one skill. there's people who were reincarnation of heroes has their previous skill and some aspect of their personality. they were given advantage at birth. while people struggle to get one skill some was born with one. skills of the one's who were born with one. contains unimaginable amount of power. they could alter the rules of the world. some can make other people do their bidding without their will. some destroy our understanding of the universe. some skills are so feared that some organization specifically target people who were born with these type of dangerous skill. they get be imprisoned and not wreak havoc outside the world. nation will fight over newborn that was born with a skill. they were considered to be war potential for nations and usually is classified as secret weapon. they not only fight back the monster that threatened the humanity existence but give substantial amount of strength to their military. one reincarnated hero is more potent than a army full of highly skilled people. the gap of strength is unimaginable that crossing the gap with hard work is not possible. people are born to rule and the other we're just meant to suffer. this testimony has always echoed through human history. the weak get exploited and the strong get to steal what they want from the weak. the same rule apply to the monsters. but one stood above from the rest. not a human nor not a monster. it's existence itself is the exception to the rule. this being doesn't get restrained by this world one rule. it's only purpose is to destroy the world and sew chaos in the world.

there's a naked man laying down on field of grass. the sun ray hit down on his eyelids and he try to groggily cover his eyes with his hands. blade of grass stab his back as he lay down on the ground. the sound of the wind passing through the trees made a whistling sound in his ear. being woken up from a deep slumber. his consciousness drifted in and out of sleep. his finger twitched and his face knotted together. the sun is merciless and keep pouring the scolding light on to him. being showered by searing ray of light made him aware of his consciousness. he opened his eyelids and immediately closed them back again. being blinded by the bright light of sun he covered his eyes again. his eyes slightly adjusted as he slightly part his fingers. looking through the slith that his fingers made. his eyes finally being adjusted to the harsh light outside. the sun beam came down and was blocked by the numerous trees surrounded him. the gust of wind passed by and made the blade of grass and trees sway. the scent of grass and the cool air blown over him. his eyes closed while the gust of wind went over him. the scent of leaves and grass went up his nostril and tickled his nose. he felt the beam of light hit his skin and the cool air went over his whole body. he took a deep breath while laying down. the air that entered his lungs felt cool and when he exhale there's a cloud of white escaped his mouth. he opened back his eyelids and saw the deep blue sky with white stains spattered across it surface. the sun kept shining down on him and he's eyes adjusted to bright light. he finally noticed where he was and was confused. he stood up on his feet and tried to look around but his vision was filled with a ocean of trees that surrounded him. his eyes was dry and red around the iris. he still felt the scorching heat that burned him a blaze. he's arms felt heavy like he was still holding her on his arms. the last of her warmth conducted to his arms. while his arm looked pinkish as the warmth from the their last embrace burn into his skin. he placed his face onto his arms and felt the warmth of her body was engraved into his skin. he reminisce of his wife while hugging his face against his arms. he stayed at the same position while not moving his face away from his arm. he stood at the same place while the world moved around him. being abandoned by the world as he was trapped in his mind as he kept remembering her. the moon showed itself and the sunset but he still didn't move from his spot that he stand. the rain poured down on him but he didn't move and stood there while not noticing the water droplets hitting him. the water droplets that was clinging onto his hair and body has finally evaporated when the sun came that back again. seasons went by like a flash of a second while he stood there embracing his arms. the snow covered his ankled and snow started to build up on his head but he stayed still like a statue. the snow melted and turned into water while he didn't even noticed when the sun set and the moon came up. his surrounding changed but he didn't. as the beautiful scenari get destroyed and desecrated but was immediately being replaced by a new one. each second of him standing there a decade already have passed. day and night blended into one. the sun looked like glowing yellow ball that stretched across the sky and the clouds looked like rings that orbits around the earth. when a century passed by but he only felt a couple of second just have gone by. while he was still reminiscing about his good memories. the world have already advanced in hundred of millennials. when he finally moved when his arms stop emitting the warmth feeling. his armed has a slight discolor like a scar from a burn. the warmth that his arms and whole body felt is gone. being replaced by a cold and lifeless heat that radiated from his body. the moonlight gentlely hit his skin like comforting him. like inviting him to sleep. he suddenly feel sleepy and his eyelids started to feel heavy. while being disoriented he thought of that everything is just a dream. a very long and awful dream. feeling to vivid to be a dream. his mind rationalize and denied reality. while trying to prove that he was in a dream. he slowly lay down his head on the dirt ground while closing his eyes. being in a middle of a clearing. hoping when the next time he opened his eyelids he'll wake up from this unpleasant dream. and being able to see his wife next to him sleeping peacefully. As his eyes closed. he hoped that everything will go back to normal but didn't notice the person that was observing him beyond the forest.