I woke up in a room I didn't recognize. It was poorly maintained. The only thing in this tiny room was my bed, I mean 10 layers of cardboard with were black from being wet. I got up and walked out of the room I was in and into the outside world. What I saw was a sight to behold. A collection of basically collapse shacks, Everything was overgrown, and lots of people that looked basically dead.
It looked like I just stumbled into Chernobyl.
I decided to take a walk around the area and have a look around. I noticed a building that looked like it was actually in a decent state of repair. I made my way over to the place a discovered it was a government building.
I entered and looked around.
The woman behind the front desk looked at me and asked if I was there to get new papers.
I don't know.
Woman: You hit your head?
I don't know, or remember?
Woman: It's fine. I'll get that going. I waited in the room for a little while looking around.
The place wasn't going to fall over but it wasn't in good repair. You could see cracks in the wall, it wasn't clean, and most notably of all the staff looked frail with clothing worse for wear.
I was seen fairly quickly. I was sat in a room and asked questions about myself.
I was handed my sheet of paper. I looked it over.
Name: Does remember
(Temp name: L)Gender: Female
Eye Color: Blue
Hair Color: Blonde
Notes: N/A
Questioner: Alright that's your copy. Try not to lose it but of you do come get another one. It happens more often then you think... With this place starting on fire as much as it does.
I gave the questioner a look of "Oh ok".
Questioner: Oh, On second thought I wanted to ask you something.
I'm here.
Questioner: Would you be interested in becoming a Divine
A what?
Questioner: Maybe you've heard Diver.
The underwater type?
Questioner: I'm going to take that as a no. Please follow me.
I got up and was shown the way to the president's office.
The President was a shell of a man at best. Huge black spots under his eyes, a suit that was stained beyond belief, a bottle of wine in one hand, and his head in the other. The only thing saving him from being the first result on any search engine when searching up "Crackhead" was his suit.
Questioner: President Jetsam
Jetsam: What... I'm busy.
Questioner: Drinking?
Jetsam: No I emptied this a month ago, I just keep filling it up with water.
"I found someone I think would be great for our crew." They said giving him a paper.
Jetsam: Alright leave them here and I'll talk to them.
The questioner left and I was left with this train wreck of a human being.
So a Divine?
Jetsam: Yeah. You know what that means right?
No.
Jetsam : A Divine or Diver if you prefer is somebody who goes into the realm and protects our stuff.
Realm?
Jetsam: The place we do war. Anything that happens their happens here, financially anyway. The world decides things there so destruction doesn't wreck the real world. as I previously mentioned any financial gains and losses affect the real world however.
We get beat on by everyone else don't we.
Jetsam: We are by far the weakest race and every other race steals whatever money we do manage to get. Leaving us with nothing.
Races?
Jetsam: Every other country is made up of mostly one race of people.
Noted.
Jetsam: The questions you answered, you said things we don't hear often, you think in a way that's irregular. Does it sound like something you'd be interested in?
I'll take you up on your offer. It's not like I got anything else going on.
Jetsam: Thank you. I'll get everything set up.
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I Got Reincarnated As An Anime Tank Girl In The Middle of A Strange War
AlteleKnowledge is power. If your species doesn't have more strengthen, endurance, or power then your opposition then you use your knowledge to create weaponry that tips the balance of power in your favor.