Reincarnated as Enemies [Prologue]

Time

His new family cried his name out while tightly hugging him, but he just stared into the horizon, begging for his friend's souls to go to heaven, if it existed. Maybe since they were born inside their soul also disappeared. He didn't know. He couldn't know.

After some time, his new mother asked: "Shinto... What happened to your clothes?", pointing at his naked body. He hadn't realized that the clothes he wore had disappeared since they should have been created inside the dungeon, in that village they had told him about.

"I... I don't know". His quivery voice resonated in everyone's head, who didn't know why Steve was so nervous. He didn't want everyone to know what had happened. No. No one would believe him, even if he swore on god.

Then, his father asked: "Why are you so nervous?", while patting his head. He was about to answer the same thing as before, but his sister exclaimed: "Dad, mom. Don't you see how terrified he is!? You shouldn't ask for that!". Then she looked at Steve straight in the eyes and,with a serene voice, asked: "Are you okay?".

Steve somehow felt that if someone ever asked what was the thing that he would want to hear the most after what he went through, that was the question that would come in first. "I'm... okay", he whispered.

"That's good to hear", she said as she hugged him again.

Then his brother spoke. "Do you need something?", he asked with his caring voice. That one would come in second.

"I need to... sleep". He could feel how even the energy he didn't have was leaving his body as his eyes closed.

After that, he felt how someone put his body on his back to take him home. Then felt the steps he took and heard people walking at their side. The bushes rustled and a group of owls hooted in simphony, making a small orchestra. As he heard, his muscles untensed, his body felt lighter and in some moment he felt his cozy bed surrounding him.

That night, even if he was tired to death, he couldn't sleep. Every memory came back: Celta, Yoro, Tako, his uncle. They didn't leave him alone. He resented his decision of remembering them. The thing he wanted the most was to forget what had happened, like if all those years were nothing but a bad dream.

His head didn't leave him alone. "I want this to stop...", he thought, almost crying.

Suddenly, it was daytime. His sister, Gaiji, who he barely remembered, woke him up. He recalled how she told him about her day everyday, like how she passed time with her friends, things she learnt at school. Stuff like that.

He opened his eyes, wondering about when he had fallen asleep, and behind her was his brother. He remembered that his name was something similar to a clothing brand and that he offered to help him when he entered school.

Further behind, at the door, were his new parents. They looked at his siblings as if they were expecting something from them.

Then Gaiji whispered: "Naiko, Give me the sword", while putting her hands in a position to receive it.

Naiko handed the sword to her and she showed it to Steve. It was the sword that said "Sophia x Reten". The one which Yoro tried to reach to take his own life.

"Do you recognize it?", she asked with her usual caring tone that she adopted when talking to Steve.

He trembled again, remembering what had happened. His eyes started tearing up, so she left the sword on the ground, out of Steve's line of sight, and hugged him.

"You don't have to tell me", she whispered.

"I told you it wouldn't work!", screamed some old man he didn't recognize from a place Steve couldn't see.