Youjo Senki: Valhalla

Chapter 10: The deal with 'God'

As a human, the process of reincarnating really is a strange feeling. Being squeezed out of your mother's womb while having consciousness, sucking on your mother's breast milk, learning to walk on two legs. But overall Tanya can say, that it isn't a pleasant experience for an adult to act like a baby.

Especially when you are being reincarnated as the opposite gender, certain things really take time for Tanya to adapt.

But now being thrown on the ground, Tanya has to think of ways to survive till tomorrow from the French in front of her.

With her back scratched from the small rock on the field, this scene of the soldier aiming his gun at her gives her the feeling of deja vu. The sense of danger and death itself coming straight at her face reminded her of the very same day he was pushed onto the train track.

While the train is coming straight at him, its bright light blinding his already black iris, somewhere deep down in his heart he knows that he certainly won't survive this. The feeling of inevitability, of everything you work for in the past all gone within a single moment, it's all so familiar.

And now with death coming once again, Tanya feels a sense of bitterness in her heart. She hates it, she hates it a lot. Without any control over anything, she was treated as a meatshield, and now she was simply disposed of simply because she has lost her value as a hostage.

She, hate, this.

"What the hell do you want from me, Being X!" Shouting and screaming out loud, she no longer cares about the soldiers in front of him. "Show yourself! I know you are there! Speak to me!"

"You want something from me don't you!? Don't you? DON'T YOU!?" Shouting in complete anger, Tanya loses her cool now.

And just as the bullet from the soldiers existed from his rifle barrel, where sparks from the gunpowder were lit up to create an explosion to propel the bullet forward. The familiar stop of time begins again.

"Oho? Looks like someone is calling out for me huh? Have you finally decided to embrace the greatness of me and offer me your faith? I could consider granting you immortality if you do that since I'm in a great mood." And with the dust around quickly being concentrated in the air, the toy soldier that Tanya hated much begins being formed again as sounds begin coming out from him. "So, mind telling me your decision?"

"The same as always, f*ck you! And what the hell do you gain from killing me this early!? Aren't I supposed to be your test subject?" Face twisted with hatred, if eyes could kill, Being X will be dead for a hundred times already. "I know this is all you plan all alone, don't try and lie to me!"

"Hmm, well I certainly isn't afraid to admit that I may have changed a few things to allow this to happen, but you have no one but yourself to blame, your lack of faith is irritating me you know?" As the toy soldier began flying around in a circle, it soon landed beside Tanya's ear. "So..."

"Would you like to have a taste of part of the power, of what will happen if you offer your faith to me? Treat this as a trial version of it. From now on, pray in the church with your mouth every Sunday, and this power is yours."

"Deal?"

With the word deal being whispered into Tanya's ear just like how the devil tempts its victim, Tanya tries to hold off her urge to straight off slam the toy onto the ground, it doesn't look like a bad deal if she is looking at it as an outsider.

As an exchange of praying in the church every Sunday, she gains whatever power Being X bestowed which hopefully will help her out from her certain death.

Certainly not bad.

But she will rather die than submit to his plan.

'Is there anyway I can dodge this bullet? The time is frozen, perhaps I could move my head a bit and dodge this one, but the threat in front of me is still there. He could very well chase me down if he wants.' Biting her finger while thinking, Tanya began thinking as sweat started falling from her cheeks. 'Running won't work, I couldn't kill him in this frozen time with my still small body, does that mean I really have to accept my death again?'