Exalted

The Honored One

"Looks female enough"

"Judging by your reaction and the fact that we have the same last known moment before our death, I believe that you're him," Alex grinned at Bob.

Bob's face was complete disbelief. He couldn't fathom the fact that this idiot was Alex.

And he even said our secret password out loud.

The same password we use if one of us is acting indifferently or in case of being replaced by a skinwalker.

Yeah...

We're kind of idiots if you can't tell.

"How?" He asked, his eyes fixed on Alex as he desperately needed an answer.

"How what? How we're still alive? How we're in the body of anime characters? Or how-" Alex paused for a moment before pointing at something in the distance. "You explain that."

"What?" Bob answered with a confused face.

"What's what? Look at where I'm pointing, dude. It looks like a festival of massacre," Bob observed, squinting his eyes in the direction Alex indicated.

"Where? I only see a cloud of black smoke. Probably someone doing some BBQ-ing," he replied.

Alex sighed at Bob before slapping his head on the back.

"OUCH! What the fuck, man!" Bob exclaimed in anger as he rubbed the back of his head.

"Who the fuck grilling at night fucktard. And it's black smoke not a clear one."

"Look, Alex, it's not our problem. We need to find out how the fuck we got transported into anime characters in the middle of nowhere."

Alex's eyes narrowed, the atmosphere around the two best friends changed.

"Normally I would agree with you, but... I wanted to test something. After waking up, I just realized that I have all the memories of 'Gojo Satoru'. From his early childhood, teen life, and after the Hidden Inventory Arc," he continued. "As a matter of fact, his memories and mine are kinda combined together, if that makes any sense?"

Bob pondered at the revelation. If Alex got the memories of 'Gojo Satoru', then he probably have received 'Makima's' memories as well. But he can't recall anything about her. Only his memories as 'Bob', the ordinary boy from N-

Ah...

He feels his nose started to bleeding.

A screaming noise could be heard from any direction.

A gruesome scenery filled his vision.

Burning scent.

Agony.

Pain.

Suffering.

The scenes repeated.

Over.

And.

Over.

Again.

His brain was being overwhelmed by a bunch of memories that weren't his.