Oh boy, here we go.

"Mh.. Yeah, it's a pretty nice day." I stared into the sunny sky. No clouds in sight... Well, except for the truck heading towards me at fast speed... Wait.

"WHAT THE FUC-!" Cue explosion, cue death. End scene. Transition.... But first, monologue.

Hi, my name is Sato Takanashi. Your very not so generic now Japanese male. I'm saying not generic, cause I'm pretty sure I just died by a truck falling from the sky and landing on top of me, crushing my body within an instant... Or is that common around these parts?

Anyways! I was around 23 before I died, and I had just gotten a nice job that would get me a pretty hefty pay. I was staring into the sky, relishing in the achievement of a lifetime... And I guess God took that too literally.

So here I am. Dead, and somehow still thinking. My vision was black, and all my other senses had vanished.

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Not gonna lie. Death is pretty boring. It's been around 10 minutes and nothing interesting has happened. Then again I don't think something cool should happen during your death.

I wonder what's happening to my body. I was crushed preeety bad. Do you think I'll even be recognizable-

"GASP!" Suddenly an overwhelming force invaded my body as light suddenly flooded my eyes while my senses returned to me. I sat up from my laid position, greedily taking in air. "What the hell?" I eventually calmed down, finally realizing what was happening.

"I'm... Alive?" I stared at my... Tanned hands? That doesn't seem right. I'm a pretty pale person, what with staying inside alot. The outside world scared me, and I truly proved myself right. Getting hit with by a flying truck, how the hell does that even happen.

"More than that, my whole body is different..." Gone was my skinny body. Replaced by toned arms, that while seemed weak, seemed to hold great strength.

"Hmm... Abs..." I lifted up the shirt I was wearing, revealing a pair of six pack abs. "That's pretty neat. What about my hai- Ah, still the same as always." I take a piece of hair and bring it to eyesight, greeted with the same old black hair I've always had.

"Okay, so all these events lead to one thing... I got fucking isekai'd. Should've been obvious, considering I got killed by a truck. That, and I've got a rocking new body. Screw my old body!

"Well, I guess I should figure out where I am." With one look around, I figured out where I was... A house. There was only a bed that looked to be the most uncomfortable shit I've ever seen made from jagged wood and leaves. "Gonna avoid that and head outside."

I sit up from the floor, dusting myself off and open the door.

"...Oh..." Well... That's... Alot of... blood... And limbs... Just alot of everything "Oddly enough, I don't feel sick." I stared at the plethora of blood and dead bodies around what I assumed to be a village. "But shit got dark real fast."

I walk through around, cringing at the sticky feeling of the blood clinging to my soles.

"What the hell happened here?" I found it a little disturbing how apathetic to the scene around me, but chose to try and ignore it. "Jeez, even kids." I quickly turned away at the horrendous sight, continuing on.

Eventually, I came to a weird sight. A large black cross. Tied to the cross was a blue haired woman, a text made with blood splattered on her stomach.

"Kill the heretics who dare side with the witch?" I take a second look at the woman. Nothing about her screamed "Witch," so I don't know what they're are talking about.

"Also... She is very naked." Naked as the day she was born, revealing her rather large assets and shaven crotch. "Is it weird to perv on a dead bod- yeah, it's pretty bad."

"Well what now? This village has been annihilated, and I guess this body was also a victim. But the lack of blood says otherwise."

My white ragged shirt that went down to my knees showed no signs of blood. And after checking my body again, neither did it. So I was confused. Did the body die from shock? Or were the wounds simply just cleaned after I took over.

"Would that mean magic is real in this world?" A glimmer of excitement shined in my eyes before it dissipated. "Highly unlikely. This girl was branded as a witch after all-"

"Magic is real." The sudden feminine voice made me look towards the source, seeing the girl tied to the cross.

"..." I started. She stared back, an emotionless look upon her face.

"..." I opened my mouth, trying to figure out whether to scream or not. The girl stared her figure, shifting around.

"These ropes are awfully tight. Would it be a bother if you could get me out?"

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"...Yeah, I'm gonna scream."

"..Pardon-"

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"