Reincarnation (2)

"A request from me?"

The old man shook his head in response.

"Because of all the events, sufferings and hardships you suffered in your life, your spirit had become so strong that your spirit did not break and you were able to maintain your personality completely even if you didn't realize it yourself."

'I realize that's why I still have most of my memories. - But why me? He even said you mortals so I am talking to an immortal? No, it must be higher than that to bring my soul here' - 'Maybe even a god,' he muttered

"Who I am doesn't matter now, what matters is the decision you make. What you do, you can accept my offer or not, so what do you do? And know that your choice does not only affect you."

"what do you mean?"

Maybe you were strong enough to keep your memories, but you couldn't get out of the ghost cycle, so you will return to life on earth, but this time in an unknown time and place, you may even merge with another soul, but with memories. that you have Or you can accept my offer and keep all your personality and experience. You know what I want from you, don't you?"

"Murder."

"But why me? If you're powerful enough to summon my spirit to this place, then destroying a mortal shouldn't be a problem for you, right? So why do you need an assassin?"

The old man just kept silent in response. One second, two seconds, three seconds, ten seconds, time passed like this until finally two minutes later the old man snapped his fingers and a black image appeared. A completely black floating screen appeared with dozens of floating white names.

Like naming stars in astronomy by adding letters and numbers next to it. There were dozens of blue, red, and gold dots, but what was strange was several purple circles, much less than the other three colors, only a few dozen, maybe even less than hundreds, while blue and red had thousands of circles. And the gold ones reach hundreds.

"This is only a part of all the worlds that exist."

"And tips?"

"Special people, blue and red for those who have been released from the spirit cycle. Blue for those who help improve or stabilize the world, and red for those who are only for destruction and chaos. And gold for those with have been chosen at will." The world is chosen to maintain order."

It means something like the main character of one of the anime or manga.

Yes, you must be wondering why a professional killer like me had to watch anime? The answer is very simple, people need fun and especially someone like me who doesn't trust anyone.

Maybe I had it once, but I lost it. Sigh, if only I were stronger.

"Well what are you doing?"

"But you didn't say why you needed my help? Or who I should kill."

"Purple Dots."

"Purple dots?"

"They are souls who were removed from the soul cycle due to an external force. On the contrary, others who only pursue their own goals want to disrupt the soul cycle, and what better case than to assassinate the most notorious murderer in history." they?"

"What's the point if I accept, you said my soul is strong enough to hold my memories, so I won't die, whether I accept or not my character won't die."

"Maybe you, but what about him?"

"What?"

The old man got up from his chair and slowly walked to stand behind Makoto.

"Makuto Uzuki, the most notorious assassin of the underworld, the best assassin and the only one from whom even one of his victims could not escape alive, you even killed many of your clients. The one whose name even claimed the top countries of the world. Do I have to say it again?

I just cut the roots of the weeds.

If the two weren't together, Makoto could see a smile on the old man's face.

You may have fooled the whole world, but I know your whole life. From the torture you suffered to the death of your loved ones or even your condition at the time, the training you had, all the time you spent trying to find him and even how you ended his life because of what he did."

"Not everyone deserves to be alive, especially bitches like her."

"Do you want to see her again? The only person you care about, do you want to be able to see your sister again?"

Makoto's eyes widened in surprise.-"What!!!"

"One of the realities might be lost because of a few purple dots. So what do you think? Kill them and you can see it again."

Even though he turned to the old man, he didn't say a word, he didn't ask a question, he still doubted the old man's words - can I see him? - This was the only thought he had and it was repeated over and over in his head. Like a recorder

"I"