Chapter 2 | Just My Name Will Do |
Feelings of happiness, sadness, love and loss filled my heart, unfortunately that heart was no longer beating and I could no longer see anything. The empty space that I'm residing in must be purgatory, there is nothing here except for complete nothingness... and me.
"Haa, I guess my life is over now. I-I hope that... that Akira is okay..."
Tears began rolling down my face as the memories of the time I spent together with Akria came flooding in. All of the times we would play in the streets as children (Me fighting off the boys mostly), browsing swimsuits to wear to the school excursion with her and patiently waiting for her to get changed (Fighting off the sickening peeping toms trying to sneak a peek while she was changing) and performing an entertaining street act for her (beating up the leader of a small upcoming gang that tried to make me his by force).
"I-I hope that I don't see her in heaven anytime soon..."
"You don't have to worry about that."
A-A female? No, a young guy? I can't tell you exactly if it's a Male or a Female voice, but the way they speak is really gentle and calming, much like Akira's voice when she is happy or in a good mood.
"Well, I'm not to sure about my gender myself, although most classify me as God."
The voice that's resonating throughout this empty nothingness was extremely soothing for my anxious soul.
"So what's going to happen now? You may be asking yourself... Well you're not so I'll just tell you anyway."
This "God" has a pretty stale sense of humor, even though I can't see them I still don't think they're such a bad person.
"Aww, stop it." They said flattered, like it was their first compliment in years. "I know you've been stressing out about your sister for the past five and a half minutes but it's okay, she survived and is currently mourning your death."
In front of me, in this void of vast emptiness, what looks to be a video of Akira rocking my body in her arms is being shown. The tears in her eyes and the blood on her clothes and the bodies around her showed that she had killed everyone in the dojo besides Dad and Erin who stood behind her, silently mourning.
"D-Did I cause that?"
"You sure did, but your death has sparked an entirely new event in history. And so far, myself and the Seven Archangels can't get this snowball affect under control. This is all due to Akira's feelings constantly changing right as we speak, if she becomes angry she will go forth and destroy all of the gangs in Japan and become massive influence in the world. If she remains saddened at your death she will inevitably sink deep into the depths of depression and commit suicide, causing your father to dissolve the Yakuza and ultimately letting the Mafia take over."
Shit, my death could make Akira do any of those things? Although I wouldn't mind if she went and crushed all of the other gangs and ruled over Japan for herself, but it could prove to be a pain in the ass for her to successfully take over and manage it herself...
"Hey, umm... Tomoe?"
"Uh, sorry."
"No, no. It's quite alright, it's just I need to ask for your opinion."
"Ask away, I guess..."
It's quiet confusing when God says that he wants your opinion on something, I've always thought that God would always know what's best.
"Does being sent to heaven sound good, or does getting reborn again sound better?"
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Reincarnated: The First of my Kind
FantasíaTomoe Kuro, the daughter of the current Oyabun, Matsuhise Kuro, gets shot while protecting her sister Akira Kuro from an enemy gang raid on their home. Now dead, Tomoe Kuro meets with God. God explains that her death was a complete mistake and it wa...