"This is injustice, I demand you send back. That bitch, how could she do that to ? How could she lie so blatantly? God, I ask you to send back, I must take revenge"
In a pure white hall covered in clouds and celestial music, a single white soul shouted.
Facing it was a towering figure covered in a divine light. The figure had the bearing of a king, their muscular physique looked like it was sculpted in marble and their facial features although sowhat obscured, were still incomparably handso. What stood out about them other than the fact that their presence dominated this celestial realm, was their eyes which was covered by a blindfold.
Despite being blind, the figure held a colossal sword in one hand and a large shield in another, showcasing that they were a warrior. The towering figure as described by the soul was none other than the God.
"I told you it can't be done. A soul once dead, has no choice but to return to the Cycle of Reincarnation" The god consoled the soul in a voice that one wouldn't expect from a warrior of his stature.
"Don't worry, I will make sure that in your next life, you are treated well for all of your misfortunes".
"How can this be? That tramp... no, I must take revenge. You have to do sothing god, this is your fault to begin with" The soul protested.
The god fell silent after hearing that. Indeed, it was his fault. One of his warriors who he had given his blessing to, had turned evil and set off a series of catastrophes that managed to get a pure soul from a different world killed. The chances of it happening were so astronomically low that even the God himself was surprised. Nonetheless, it was true that the man died due to one of his mistakes, as such he needed to make up for it.
"What you are asking is impossible. Besides, your body has already been torn to shreds, even if I return you back to Earth, there is no vessel to harbor your soul. But don't be discouraged, since it is my fault, I will make a once in a lifeti exception and reborn you in a 'Sword and Magic World' with 'Special Powers'. You like that kind of stuff don't you?".
The words managed to pique the soul's interest. The god was right, as an earthling he was one of those people the world likes to call 'Weeb'. He was particularly obsessed with the reincarnation genre. Who knew one day he would et the god and get sent off to the sword and fantasy world just like those heroes he admired?
"Ahem, I'm listening. So you want to send to a sword and fantasy world?"...
"That's right" The god nodded "It is a world overrun by demons. The forces of the Demon Lord have captured most of the lands, leaving humanity with only a few final bastions of land as their last resistance. It has magic, demons, sword skills, demi humans and all the elents you like... Hmm, what's wrong?"
The god looked at the soul who was currently making an aghast face.
"You... are you sending there just to die again? The world you ntioned sounds very dangerous. Although I admit it got all the points in my checklist, I don't want to be reborn in a world just to die miserably again"...
"But I will give you special powers to fight the forces of evil.."
"Can those special powers help to power creep the forces of the Demon Lord?"...
The god was flummoxed and took out his dictionary of 'Weebology' to look for the term.
"I see" The latter put down his nonexistent glasses and nodded his head "So what you are saying is you want new and overpowered skills that would allow you to easily defeat your enemies?"...
"That's right" the soul nodded "If I am going to such a dangerous world, I better have so backup. And as a god, it is your duty to make sure it that I am not mistreated"...
The god fell silent, their expression unreadable. Finally, after a while, they nodded their head seemingly coming to so decision.
"Alright, I will make this once in a god ti exception. As it is my fault, I will make up for it with all my power".
All of a sudden, thunder began to roll, storm clouds appeared out of nowhere and the entire celestial realm took on an almost ethereal look.
[I, Dioanax the Lord of the Divine Wrath, Ruler of Light and Titan of War, grant him my authority. He can use all my skills, knowledge and power to execute evil on my behalf. Now then, human state your na?]...
"Eh?" the soul who didn't expect such a presentation of power was in a daze for a mont.
"Um, give one. I will discard my previous na since it will only cause trauma in the future" he said after thinking for a while.
[Hehe, wise choice. Then as you wish, I Dioanax will give you a Divine Na. Reinhardt... that shall be your na from this point on].
The god declared with its divine authority. At the sa mont, divine light started falling down on the soul, basking it with its glow.
"Thank you... god"? Before Reinhardt even had the ti to thank Dioanax, he was sent off from the celestial realm, onwards towards his new life, a new journey.
[Rember, you can do anything with the authority I granted you but never turn to the side of evil. That is the only thing I won't allow]
Dioanax's voice carried a deep hatred and abhorrence for the evil.
With those last few words, everything turned white. The next mont Reinhardt opened his eyes, he expected himself to be reborn as a baby, watching the wooden ceiling and his beautiful mother and father. However, nothing of that sort happened. When he opened his eyes, he saw a lavish ceiling, extravagant decorations and a king size bed.
The room was empty other than him lying on the bed.
"Hm? So I start off not as a baby but as a fully grown man? Shouldn't this be sothing you explain to before sending here first god?" Reinhardt muttered looking at his hands and legs.
"I must say, this body is so thin and malnourished. Is it suffering from so illness?"
At that instant, divine letters appeared in his head and his weak fragile body was basked in a golden light.
[Ruler of Light's Eternal Vitality has been activated].
[Lord of Divine Wrath's Indomitable spirit has been activated].
[Curse of the Demon Lord has been removed].
When the golden light faded, Reinhardt saw that his body was no longer malnourished; no, far from it, he had all the muscles and mass that even a model from his past life could not ask for. The figure that he saw in the mirror was so perfect to the extre that even he was finding it difficult to believe.
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