Modern Fantasy * School Life * Seinen * RomCom * Action Romp
You have died.
Your life as a hero in your native world has come to a glorious end. Whether it was in a flurry of bullets against your greatest rival or with sword and bone against the demon king, your ultimate goal was achieved at the cost of your life. As darkness fills your vision and the voices of your allies slowly fades away you feel your soul return to the ebb and flow of origination. Consciousness begins to slip away before suddenly hearing the distant voice of a woman. It feels as if you're floating weightlessly through a soothing ocean of darkness as you grow closer and closer to the voice and finally a blinding light fills your vision.
A white room.
It was a small area with only enough room for three pieces of furniture, two whitewood chairs and a matching whitewood table. The floor was a glossy similarly ivory white surface but as your feet made contact with this material it seemed to chime out an ethereal noise with each step. As you peered around the room you would find that it was empty despite the source of the voice clearly being here. You approach the table and pull one of the chairs out before taking a seat. You notice that atop the small square table is a small pamphlet, a pen, and some blue-green spherical gemstone. As you take the pamphlet within your hands and begin to read your mind begins to slip away.
Blessed Hero,
While I am sure you are feeling a number of different emotions I can assure you that you are no longer in danger. Not only because I, Deus, pose no threat to you but also because you are already deceased and a few moments ago you were on your way to plane of spirits. I'm sure your adventures on the mortal plane were grand and you leave the world of the living with a heavy heart as loved ones, friends, and family are left behind to cope in your absence.
But have Hope,
Luckily for you the plane of spirits is rather packed with countless numbers of ghosts collected over the eons. Maybe I should have been a little more selective of who I let through the golden gates, but it's too late for that now. Which leads me to the contents of this contract. Reading through you'll find that I am offering you a second chance in life through the means of what I'd like to call Soul Recycling. As your soul is recycled it will be sent to a different world where you will be reborn with a clean slate, a new life, new experiences, all for you a hero of a previous world to experience.
There are some fine print things along with this however,
x You will be born to a new mother and father starting at the ripe age of zero.
x You will lose all memories of your previous life keeping only muscle memory of skills and talents along with you in your new life.
x You will only be allowed a single heirloom or keepsake to be carried with you in some facet to the new world.
x Meeting any other recycled souls in the new world may cause some of the amnesia to wear off, we recommend that you instinctively avoid these people for your own mental health and their own.
x Following the laws and rules of this new world will be greatly encouraged as we will be spectating from the heavens. Breaking these will result in Holy Infractions and once you have received three of these we will not only pluck your soul from the new body, but destroy your soul entirely.
And with that the rest is up to you,
Should you wish to give life a second chance take the pen and sign your name on the line below. Oh, and absolutely do not touch the gem on the table!
Rev:Re is the story of multiple characters born on our Earth that were heroes in their past lives. These reincarnated boys and girls who have no recollection of their past lives were born with incomprehensible skills and talents that place them well beyond your average citizen. Being so gifted lands them in a school for the elite known as Kurtzpel Academy where students are taught by world-class teachers who hone their strong suits even further and build on their weaker academics in order to turn these boys and girls into the superpowers of the world.
The Academy is located on a privately owned island a short distance from Hawaii called Alano. The students would find that it has everything they could ever ask for, shopping districts, apartment complexes, malls, movie theaters, its as if the owners truly wished for Alano to be everything a youth could ask for. But while the island seems to be a complete paradise these students will come to find that memories that aren't their own are beginning to flood their mind. Visions of violence against unbeatable threats, deaths of faceless strangers who call out to them, and all the while strange happenings begin to arise all around the island and it'll be up to these ordinary students to face them.
And now I cast out my line and await for some bites of interest.