Re:Shape - Angel? Demon? Monster? What AM I!?

CHAPTER 0 - PROLOGUE

Subaru's POV:

"So how about the appa?"

A familiar voice, asked me the same question for the 'third' time, but also the 'first' time.

I've died three times. All so pathetically, not even being able to defend myself.

"Sorry. I'll buy next time" I said as I slowly walked down the streets, away from the city. As I walked by, I once again saw the silver-haired girl, Satella, and also a small girl with dirty clothes and Golden hair, Felt, who is approaching her to steal the insignia.

although I could have warned her, it seems that the name she gave me, 'Satella', was just a cover, as the actual owner of the name is The Witch of Envy, who I could only tell is loathed by many, if not, all citizens. And I got to know it in quite a humiliating way.

So, I just cannot call her by that name, if it meant earning the ire of everyone around me now do I? So, I just left the situation to unfold as before, while I plan a way to help both of them, and also the old man from the warehouse.

I can call for help, as mentioned by those thieves earlier, who kindly stabbed me and relieved me of my belongings. But, are there any guards who can handle that woman Elsa? Even Felt with her speed, was unable to land a scratch on her. Old Man Rom's strength didn't faze her.

Could there possibly be anyone, who can help them?

Seeing her sends shiver down my spine. I could simply runaway, far away from this place and live my life however difficult it is. But I know how death feels like, a deep bottomless darkness where you feel that you are truly alone. It doesn't matter if it is slow or fast; painless or painful; death is something unfathomable, that everyone would surely experience.

Knowing that they would die, I cannot simply walk away from that. Besides... 'Satella' saved me, someone who she doesn't need to spend time on, and even tend to my wounds. Although it didn't happen 'now', I cannot simply not repay for her kindness.

I will save them, no matter what... with that thought I began to walk to where the thieves were, the place I died last.

"How naïve, Natsuki Subaru" a feminine voice spoke besides me.

My blood froze. Someone, who I haven't met of spoke my name, my full name. I swiftly turned to see a lady, who is selling her merchandise.

"Words, without power is mere philosophy" this time the voice came from behind me but the tone suggests that it belongs to an old man, once again turned to see no one, but just people walking by. And it doesn't seem that anyone heard that voice

Damn, I guess even my mind is playing tricks on me I thought as I ignored those voice and headed to-

"To what? To face another futile death?"

I stopped in my tracks. No someone, or rather, something is speaking to me I thought as I frantically searched the surroundings. But others seemed to mind their business once again, as if no one heard the voice.

"Dammit, who is you!? Why the hell are you playing with me!? Come Infront of me if you are a man! or uh women, whatever!" I declared bravely, please don't appear! I thought, as I am at my wit's end and this freaky voice is not helping me calm down.

Nothing. Except for few glances, which screamed the notion: Is this guy crazy, none bothered paying attention to my shouting. Phew looks like there is nothing that I feared, and it is just I who is going crazy... wait that is not okay either. I thought as I began to walk.

But, as if on cue, all the chatter in the marketplace stopped and all people stopped their activities. With a blank-face, all of them turned to looked at me.