your good friend.
Where am I? What happened
Relax, don't panic, everything is fine.
What's wrong? Why can't I see anything
I want to tell you, but I need you to listen to me-I promise to answer all your questions, so try to stay calm, okay
Listen, you are dead.
what
You are dead, you no longer have a body, that's why you can't see or move.
What kind of crazy joke is this
Sorry, friend, but I'm not kidding. If I'm joking, you will laugh, I'm so funny.
how
Relax, think about it, you should remember your death.
but I.
Do you remember
I... Yes, I remember, I...
Don't worry, it's okay. I was there when you died and I know what happened.
I...really dead
Yes.
Does that mean that this is... some kind of afterlife
Not exactly, you haven't reached that level yet.
What do you mean? why not? Is it because of me...
No, it's not like that, everything is normal. I just woke you up in advance, that's it. Because before you move on, I have a suggestion for you.
proposal? Who are you
I am called something different, but as a god of death, you probably know me best. You know, the cruel and cool kind.
damn it... ...
I guide and protect those souls who enter the afterlife, or are forgotten, no matter what.
you do not know
Of course not, I am just a loser.
Oh... That's really... disappointing...
Hey, this also bothers me. In fact, shut your mouth, I don’t need you to remind me of my shortcomings.
sorry.
Normally, you will never know that I am here, but I have to interrupt you to ask a question.
A proposal
Yes. You see, as a god of death, I have the ability to keep a servant, a person who can help me do all kinds of things.
servant? Do you want me to be your servant
Servant, partner, friend, ally, whatever you call it, but yes, it basically means that. I will wake up your body and you can live again, as long as you help me. You died very young. I think you might want a second chance, a possible chance, to live a more meaningful life.
More satisfying...
am I wrong
Hmm...no...but...can you really do this
Yes. No one has found your body yet, so there is no problem.
So... in my new life, can you turn me into a billionaire or something
What? No, of course not. This is not the case.
So what were you talking about just now
It's like this: Your body is now dead, but I can resurrect it and reintegrate it into your soul. I can't give you a brand new body and a lot of money. That would be crazy. I am a god of death, not a goddamn spirit.
Oh, so I can live the same life as before.
almost. Okay, so be it, I mean—things might get a little more complicated.
What exactly does this mean
Of course, I will not save you for no reason, as I said, I hope you can help me.
help you with what
save lives.
Um
I have lived here for thousands of years, letting my soul travel through the cracks between this kingdom. I can observe the living, but I cannot communicate with you until you die. So, as you might imagine, I have seen a lot of terrible things happen in your world, and what I hope I can do about these things. But obviously, I can't. I am not a mortal. That's where you are going to come in, I will find people who are about to die, and then you will save them.
Uh, wow...
Wow
It's just... I mean... are you serious
Yes.
But, uh, it sounds good, but, I don’t think I can save anyone.
Of course you will. With my help, you will be immortal.
You mean, immortal
Yes, you will become my undead servant, so naturally, if you die, I will wake you up again.
Wow, undead...
Are you interested in trying it
Uh...I don't know, it sounds crazy!
Um. This is a bit rude.
You said, I am willing to be your servant
Yes.
What if I defy you
If you decide not to help me, then I will release your soul and let you die.
You will kill me...
Hey, you are dead. What else will you lose
In this case, it sounds too good to be true.
This will not be permanent. If you later decide that you don't like this arrangement, I will find someone else and ask you to go back and die.
How do I know you are not lying
Um. I don't think you know. You will have to take a little risk. Just like my adventure to you.
I have no idea... ...
Well, I don't want to rush you, but you better make a decision before others find your body. If people find it before you are resurrected, it may cause you trouble.
I haven't agreed yet.
I know, please decide, I'm going to be impatient.
Well, I will try it, there is nothing worse than this.
Great, then I'll be straight to the point.
What are you going to do
Wait a minute, this might be a bit harsh.
Wait a moment? What? There is nothing here... what's the matter? Wow!
I woke up with a tingling pain, a pain passed through my body, but it disappeared after a while. I blinked, drove away the haze from my sight, and sat up.
That was the bathroom. I saw it, and I remembered. This is the place where I died, in this small bathroom without white tiles. At least, I think so. Obviously, I am not dead.
The fan on the ceiling buzzed, as always, as always. I remembered that voice, remembered that it was the last thing I heard, and remembered how it made me feel more pitiful in the last moments.
But now, hearing this sound again, the buzzing buzz, I don't know what to think. Although it has not changed, it almost looks like a different kind of noise.
A chill came, and I realized that the shirt was wet, the thin white cloth was covered with crimson stains, and I saw a pool of my own blood on the floor.
I scratched my head, ah...
Next, a mirror greeted me, his face reflected in a cloud of soap foam. Everything looks the same. Black skin, bald head, melancholy brown stare—all belong to me. Somehow, one part of me wants to see other people, and the other part wants to do it.
At this moment, his eyes fell into the sink, on the razor blade inside, which seemed to be a strange way to die, suddenly, through such a small thing, a small piece of sharp metal. But later, I thought it was not a real razor, as for the long vertical cuts on the arm, although they didn't seem to hurt at all. In fact, I don't even feel them, maybe they are completely numb.
Hey, here again, a voice came, I turned around and saw a figure appearing beside me, whether sitting there or floating there, it seemed more like a skeleton, its bones from what I saw Behind the black shroud of passing black shroud emits a white light, the sickle is held in its hand, and the blade hangs below its body.
I just stared and opened my eyes wide.
There is no greeting in return, right? The skull's jaw moved with its language, although I didn't understand how it did it.
After a while, I managed to come up with a word of my own—you...
"I am the Grim Reaper who spoke to you just now. Yes, it's nice to meet you."
"You look... you are exactly what I imagined," I blinked a few times, "but did this really happen?"
"Ah, yes. My appearance, no matter what you see now, it's not what I look like. In fact, I don't look like anything."
"what?"
"Your brain forms an image of what I should be like, and casts it in front of me. Appearance is your material reality, and I don't exist."
"I do not understand."
"It's no big deal. Oh, before I forget..." Reaper hovered close to me, then stretched out a thin hand.
I stepped back a bit, but the hand still grabbed my shoulder. Suddenly, my arm began to burn, and when I looked down and saw the bloody wound healed, I escaped from my lips with a groan, leaving only strips of blood. They were all wet before, but now they are dry. After a while, The pain disappeared.
What the hell? I traced the location of one of the gaps along my arm, wiped off the blood, and left no scar. What's more, my arm was no longer numb.
"It may be necessary to clean up all the blood", Death said, "I can recover your body, but once the blood leaves, I cannot recover. The same goes for your limbs, if they are chopped off or something, I I won’t reconnect things, I just let them grow again."
I squinted, "Rebirth?"
"I can wake you up, no matter how severe your injury is, it says. Even if your entire body is destroyed, I can still recreate it. This is how my power works. As long as I stay with your soul Contact, I can resurrect the ensuing sex. But without a soul, I can't do anything."
I do not know what to say.
It's really too bad, if I can create a body from scratch, then I don't need anyone's help. I can make a body by myself, be a superhero or something.
Uh... I see... I think.
"But before we start saving the world, I still have a lot to explain. You'd better clean up this place before others find out, unless you plan to start a new life by revealing your secrets to others." (to be continued ) (End of this chapter)