Running through cars, my world is in absolute hell.
Fire everywhere.
Gunshots.
A city set a flame.
The highway having ash and smoke rise up.
Bullets everywhere.
Absolute hell.
My eyes wide as the bullets fly through cars.
Then white.
An A.K. 47 got me.
7.62.
I fall back, my arms in front of me.
Then im standing up again. Seeing a god? Gods.
A woman looking like the grim reaper.
And a woman with blond hair and a white dress covering the necessities.
Both have big assets.
"Wow. Greeted by two pretty women upon death, interesting."
They both blush.
"B-boy we brought you here too reward you with 3 gifts."
"And those are?"
"Reincarnation, The Scythe of The Ghost, and finally there will be magic in this new world so we will let you use all of it."
"Thank you lady life and lady death, i will probably fall in love with you both i mean who wouldn't."They both blush harder and the goddess of love enters. A girl in pink.
"We will love you too nameless boy."
I blush but laugh it off.
"Your funny. Anyway...im ready to reincarnate."
"Have you chosen a name?"
Says the goddess of life.
"Ori."
"Ori it is."
"Thank you goddesses, im grateful, tired and deranged but thankful nonetheless."The goddess of love hugs me and the other two smile.
Then she lets go and a gold light envelopes me.
I appear to be a tall 7'7" and i am built like i was carved out of gold marble.
Lean, and a 6 pack but i look like a toothpick.
Then i see im wearing a white mask and a white cloak, the hood is white, my pants are white, my shoes are white as well as my gloves.
My hair is bleach white.
My eyes are green.
The scythe is white with a green line through the blade.
My skin pale white.
I then realize where i am.
I am in a forest in the middle of nowhere.
Next to a giant tree.
Oh well.
I start cutting trees down. Using the scythe.
I create a perimeter.
Placing logs all around a large part of the tree 700 feet all the way around.
With the small amount of wood left over i make a wooden cabin.
I build an armory.
A closet.
A kitchen.
And a bedroom.
I wake up the next day.
I get out of bed and grab my stuff.
YOU ARE READING
The Gardener.
General Fictiona fantasy novel written by Jack Soul, a man dies of a gun fight and reincarnates as a Farmer/ Gardener. The god of death gives him a scythe, the god of life gives him the ability to use magic, watch his peaceful life play out.