Reo Hisano died, and was iskeai'd to the worst possible anime a human being can be sent to... But instead of fanboying over his favourite characters, or accepting his fate, he makes it his mission to prevent the deaths of all the characters he can.
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❝ LIFE IS TOUGH. SO, YOU HAVE TO BE TOUGHER. ❞
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"Hey, look! I think he's finally waking up this time!" A blaring voice announced, erratically shuffling to kneel in front of an old springy mattress.
Reo stirred his stiff body, eyes scrunching up as he attempted to sit up from whatever uncomfortable material he was currently laying on. His eyes remained lidded and heavy, glancing around to be met with unfamiliar surroundings.
His eyes immediately locked onto a rather young, yet ecstatic blond that sat at the side of his mattress. His eyes were a heterochromatic mix of both blue and green. "Hi! We should like totally be friends, now! How about it?!" He suggested. The blond leaned over to Reo, grasping both of his weak hands, their faces extremely close together.
The brunette felt smaller than usual, and upon noticing the size of his hands, made him realise he was a child.
"Stop shouting, dumbass.. He just woke up." Another unrecognisable boy scolded, watching his friend invade the personal space of the newly awakened boy.
