Lacking Emotion

Chapter 2

For a brief second James's body was filled with pain before everything relaxed. He was surrounded by darkness and whispers, yet he was unable to open his eyes.

He was floating through a thick mist and when he was able to open his eyes, he was drifting on murky water in a small wooden canoe.

He looked around in distress before he saw some of his fellow students drift nearby. The canoes al gathered together, before slowly sinking. The people panicked, not knowing what to do.

"What's happening?!"

"I can't swim!"

They began to yell and scream in terror. But when their body can in contact with the water, it solidified but somehow the boats still sinked and the water still moved, like a liquid.

They all gasped when they realized they were now walking on water. There were huge rocks floating it the air, connected to each other by dead vines.

People began cheering when they saw each other, knowing they are not alone here. Others were crying because they would never see their families again.

Only then did James realize, not everyone was here... Not everyone from the school trip was here, but instead some of the other passengers that was aboard the plane. Making them roughly over 72 people.

The fog slowly began moving, swirling around them when the water they stood upon began thrashing around restlessly.

Most of the people lost their balance and fell while others—the high school boys— took surfing positions by stretching their arms out and leaning side to side.

Some water in front of them lift itself into the air, taking the form of a hand reaching into the skys above. Later followed by an arm which pulled its body out from the depths of the lake.

It stood up from its crouching position and covered its shapeless face with his hand before speaking, "I am the one who brought you here from the realm of reincarnation" his voice consists of many voices, some were women's and others were that of men.

They echoed as if it bounced off of walls, it sounded hollow yet somehow held power and authority over the people before him. It made his superiority clear to those that bore witnesses to it. The souls fell silent as they took in the figure towering above them. The water which formed they body flowed in contrast with the water of lake and never kept a stable form. With every movement he he made droplets would fled back to the lake allowing new ones to take their place.

"Wait! Who are you?" a girl asked a bit frightened. He stopped glanced toward the side and answered, "My name is Brandus, I am the god of fate and destiny".

"W-why are we here?" a desperate man with shaking legs yelled as he tried to make sense of what was happening. The body of water turned his attention to the cowering man, "Yell in my realm one more time and I will throw you out to rot in the land of no return. This is a place of peace and order, I'd appreciate it if you didn't make such a ruckus. Do we have an understanding?" as he said that the waters beneath them began to calm to an extent as if obeying his words.

The man—now paler than ever— nodded rapidly. Brandus sighed before lifting his head and stretching out his hands toward them.

"It's been several years since something interesting happened and I am bored so bugger it" he answered lazily.

"Really?" the same man answered, tilting his head in confusion. Brandus dropped what he was doing and shot his head in the man's direction.

"No you moron, I have my reasons why I brought you here. I'm merely doing this to restore the order of the land that has been rudely disrupted. For every soul that has been taken, another shall take upon its role"