"Welcome Child"
"Who are you?" Kim Rok Soo asked. He had been reading a book called 'The Birth Of A Hero' when he fell asleep and awoke to this. What had happened, and why was it so dark?
"I am the God of Death"
'What? What the heck was this guy talking about? Had he died?' Kim Rok Soo was incredibly confused. Had he died? Or was this a prank that his team was playing on him? He doubted that it was the latter.
"You must be confused Kim Rok Soo, or should I say Cale?"
"What are you talking about? How do you know my name?" Kim Rok Soo asked. He was getting more and more annoyed.
"Here I shall transfer all your memories back to you, since you cannot remember." I already told you this, but of course you didn't listen."
.......Processing
.......Processing
.......Memory Transfer Complete!
'Ahhh, now I remember' thought Km Rok Soo, or well Cale. "Since I am here does it mean that it's time?" He asked bluntly. If so he had no time. In his first life Cale had lived his life like trash so that his step family would be accepted, but the later there was a war that no one predicted. A war with much death and grief. It was a long war and he too had died at the age of forty, to be frank almost died. The 'God Of Death' had offered him a deal, where he could spend his next life in another world until it was time. Time to go back to his own world. He had been told that he should promise to help win the war in his next life. Cale had of course agreed seeing no other choice. And now here he was.
"Hahh, as always getting to the point. Yes it is time to go back"
"Alright the send me back." He ordered the god without much care. He was ready now and had acquired a lot of information when he left to the other world as 'Kim Rok Soo'.
"Rude as ever are you?" The God of Death sighed and then said, "Before you go I would like to give you my blessing." Oddly enough the god had grown attached to the mortal.
"A blessing?" asked Cale in confusion. If it would help him, then he would gladly take it. Just then a sharp pain hit him. 'Owww, what was that?'
"My blessing was to give you the ability to read minds, this should be able to help you in the future." The God of Death said. "Now go, I'm running out of time we will meet again soon."
As soon as the god said that, Cale lost consciousness.
[How was it? This is the first time I'm writing a fanfic by the way so I'm sorry about the grammatical errors]
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The Crimson Haired Trash
FanfictionCale had always been living as trash. He had to. for his family of course, but when they had enough of him and kicked him out, Cale was ready. Not like before where he had nothing, he already had a family. One that loved him dearly. This is a story...
