Chapter 1 Death

Today was supposed to be like any other day. It most definitely was not.

"Hey Marcus!", I shouted from the other side of the classroom. It was the last day of our senior year when I called my life long friend over. We had known each since the first grade.

He had a very boy next door vibe to him. He was taller than I was standing at 6,4 while I stand at 6,1, he has a darker skin tone, and long dreads that got down to the small of his back. His eyes are a dark hazel color that kinda of look like little dust clouds in space and if you stare into them long enough you might just see that hint of a thing we humans like to call a life. He also has a very muscular build being a linebacker on the school football team.

"Hey Akemi, what's up my dude!", exclaims marcus as we do the same dorky handshake we've had since 3rd grade. As I have said before I stand a height of 6'1, with a long brown hentai protagonist haircut, my eyes are a bright ,almost neon looking emerald green. They are so bright that most people think I'm wearing colored contacts, but no God given gift baby. If you were to categorize my body type I would say stiles stalinski from teen wolf.

I happen to to be wearing something befitting of an emo kid, converses,black ripped jeans, red plaid jacket wrapped around my waist and a nirvana t-shirt.

Marcus acts and talks like a southern country boy even wear the cowboy boots and everything. That should be enough to explain what he's wearing subtract the dress shirt and add in black hoodie.

"Akemi~", I hear a voice call from behind me, as I feel a finger trace the name 'Veronica' in the muscles of my back.

"Oh hey babe", I say coquettishly as I turn around and get inveloped in a hug and kiss from my girlfriend.

Suddenly a kid from the corner of the classroom screams at the top of his lungs," IM DONE WITH THIS FUCKING BULLSHIT, IM DONE WITH BULLSHIT SCHOOL, IM DONE WITH THESE BULLSHIT TEACHERS, AND MOST IMPORTANTLY DONE WITH YOU, VERONICA JENSEN."

He then reaches into his bag and pulls out a handgun and points it strait at Veronica.

Just before he pulls the trigger Veronica grabs my shirt and pulls me in front of her saving her own life but dooming mine.

I fall to the ground thinking 'what a fucking bitch'.

I wake up in what looks to be an office of some sort. The walls are white, the floor is white and I'm sitting in front of a metal table looking at a very handsome man, probably about the most beautiful man I've ever seen, I mean I ain't gay but he is my ideal man.

He starts to talk and his voice sounds like red velvet and silk and the darkest coffee you could possibly conjure up. He says, " Hello Akemi I've been expecting you". He waits for a moment and notices I don't say anything and says,"So, are you going to say something or keep reveling in my brilliance, because we can do that too".

I then say probably the most weeb shit you've ever heard in your life, " IS THIS SOME FUCKING NOVEL SHIT".

"I mean technically but, it's still real life so I'm guessing because you yelled that you know what I'm going to tell you?"

"OK, first are you god?".

"No, unfortunately not just a messenger, a very patient messenger". As he says this a vein bulges in his forehead. " You can call me David if you like".

Akemi: Can I just call you Davie?

David: 'WHY THE HELL DO YOU HUMANS DO THIS SHIT', he says in his head as 2 more vein pop out on his forehead.

David: No you may not call me Davie.

Akemi: So my guess is four wishes, bloodline, and place of revival? correct?

David:You get the gist but you get one more thing, a gift box for when you arrive to help you along the way.

Akemi: One thing can you kill someone for me and bring them here for me please.