“By the decree of the Council of Souls, you are sentenced to a hundred deaths before the age of 30 for your acts of homicide in your previous life! You will not remember this moment in time or any of your previous lives until the moment before your death!” With this, the judge in a white flowing robe with a balding head smashed his hammer down with his wrinkled hands.
The shockwave caused by the smash caused the man that was being judged to fly out of the room.
Smashing a wall upon exiting the room, the black haired green eyed man slowly slid down the wall until he lay slumped at the bottom.
“Damn,” said the man, “I only killed a couple thousand and they sentence me to this kind of sentence? I’ve never heard of this happening throughout my millions of lives!”
Groaning, the man slowly climbed to his feet and looked at his standard but wrinkled, clothes of the dead.
The man noticing a speck on his immaculate white robe, flicked it off before heading off.
“Might as well get drunk as hell before getting reincarnated.”
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“NO!!! No I don’t want to die!” Sobbed a girl as she lay struggling against her restraints.
But the man with startling green eyes ignored her cries and continued to torture the poor girl until the girl opened her pale blue eyes with her wild brown hair covering her face.
“This… I’m my first victim?” the girl quietly whispered.
And then the torturer swung his blade one more time and then the girl died soon after blood loss.
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“You damn old man! How could you reincarnate me into one of my own victims! Now I have the girls stupid memories to go with my others! HOW COULD YOU?!” An enraged man screamed as he was pulled out of a building.
The building was built atop a high mountain, and had large white walls. The man was soon threw off of the mountain.
“This is your punishment for all of those unnecessary deaths.” An old man in a white flowing robe whispered.
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“AHHH! I have a wife! Please, please just let me go!” Pleaded a man as he was held above a tank infested with sharks.
“What if I said no?” Said the man with startling green eyes that didn’t seem to go with his black hair.
Upon falling into the water, the man in the water widened his eyes.
‘This is my twentieth victim? But how?! People shouldn’t reincarnate into the past!’ The man thought as his flesh was torn to pieces by the sharks in the water.
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High atop a mountain in an elegant white building. A flash of light appeared. And a man with startling green eyes and black hair stepped out.
“Damn it, what is that old man doing?” Was the first thing that he said before he was dragged off again by men in golden plated armor with faint blue lines travelling throughout. As if the armor had veins coursing through it.
But the faint blue light was actually mana.
“I’m going to have my revenge, you hear that? I’ve lived millions of lives! I’m going to make you all regret this!” Shouted the man as he was dragged to the edge of the mountain.
But the men in armor ignored him and threw him off the mountain again.
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A baby opened it’s eyes just before catching a glimpse of a man throwing him off a bridge and thought.
‘At least this life was short, less memories to deal with.’
And then the baby hit the cold river water and was quickly sucked below and drowned.
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“Alright, I understand, I killed a lot of people! But it was all for the sake of knowledge! You have to understand that knowledge of the soul is a big deal!” The man attempted to reason as he was dragged off again.
“I was doing everything I did for the sake of knowledge. I’ve lived millions of lives and I still don’t know much about souls!” The man continued as he was once again, brought to the edge of the mountain.
“Even after millions of lives, you should know that some souls don’t make it here, of the thousands of people you killed, a majority of them never even made it here! They were lost forever!” Said the man in armor while he shoved the man, still protesting, off of the mountain.
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“Damn, 99th death so far.” Muttered the man as he stood at the bottom of a cliff that seemed to go on forever.
“But fuck, my challenge this time is this cliff? This is going to take a while.” Sighed the man as he began to climb the cliff.
Occasionally the man would lose his grip, and nearly fall while he would curse out.
While he neared the top of the cliff, the man held his breath until he climbed over the edge.
“Damn, why is the guardian this guy?” The man sighed as he sighted the massive red dragon that reared onto its hind legs and roared.
Tensing his legs, the man jumped out of the way just as the dragon breathed out fire onto where the man stood before.
Calling onto his mana, the man summoned a simple shield and spear. But the odd thing with these weapons were that they were clad in a blue light.
These weapons were made of mana. And the longer ones soul survived, the stronger and more mana one had.
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The mana continued to rush out of the man as he started to use the mana to make a suit of plated armor.
The armor pulsed with a sinister pale blue light. Seeing the man fully suited up, the dragon let out another roar before it was cut short by a glowing blue spear in it’s eye where the roar turned into a cry of pain.
Clawing at the spear the dragon fell down until it realized the man was still there. Standing back up, it couldn’t see the man until it felt something was off.
And that was when the dragon’s head fell clean off. The blood of the dragon spurted out and wherever it landed corroded the object. A few drops landed on the man's armor and started to corrode his armor, but the man repaired his armor with mana.
With a flash of light, a door appeared and the man walked through with a grimace on his face.
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“I’ve completed my hundred lives as your punishment said, are you happy now?” Growled the man as he stood behind a podium in his standard white robe of the dead.
“You still don’t feel remorse even after 100 deaths, but that is to be expected of an elder soul… But the punishment was already given, but be warned. The next time you commit an act such as this. We will hunt you down! You have been warned!” Shouted the judge who still had the same balding head and flowing robes.
“Huh, that’s if you can find me!” The man with startling green eyes snorted as he turned out and walked to the official path of reincarnation.
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“I was so close to the concept of reincarnation before you punished me… You’ll never see me again! I can swear on it!” A man shouted as he jumped off a mountain.
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“How?! How did you find me?” A man shouted his green eyes flashing with anger.
“You think we didn’t notice the sudden increase in souls talking of murder? You think we wouldn’t be able to link it back to you?” A man in golden plated armor shouted. Faint trails of mana could be seen leaking between the seams of the armor.
“Hah! I knew the Council would find out, just not this quickly. But it’s too late!” The man said as his eyes flashed with a dangerous light.
But he was stabbed in the heart, resulting in an implosion of mana occurring in the body.
All that was left of the body were bloody smears on the floor.
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A flash of light appeared in an arena in a coliseum. On the other side was a gate that slowly opened.
Stepping out was a monstrosity. A being half man and half bull.
A minotaur.
Roaring out, the beast leapt at the man who was strangely standing still and wasn’t even making a point to dodge the attack.
It was at this moment, however, that the Minotaur knew that he fucked up.
The man sprung into action just before the minotaur landed dodging the impact of collision and called upon his mana to form a pale blue spear which he threw at the minotaur’s face.
Still dazed with his crash, the minotaur sat there dumbly while it’s brain splattered all over the arena.
Opening his eyes, he revealed startling green eyes. And he received the cheering crowd with a smile before men in gold armor stormed into the arena.
“I didn’t know you had the jurisdiction to interfere with a challenge.” Said the green eyed man as he slowly started to materialize the rest of his armor.
“We told you we wouldn’t allow you to reincarnate after what you’ve done. Now you will pay, and you will pay with the destruction of your soul!” The man who seemed to be the leader shouted.
“Hah, but I guess you never knew what happens to a destroyed soul.” The man snickers.
Enraged that the man who would die would laugh in their faces, the men in gold charged the lone man with the cheers of the audience in the background. They would enjoy this.
For afterall. No one could die in a challenge. That was simply the belief that everyone had after passing the Challenge. This belief that dying in a Challenge came about through the fear that no one had experienced death in a Challenge and returned to the Mountain of Souls.
But what really happened upon death in a Challenge was that the soul was simply sent to another plane until it was deemed strong enough to survive, before being sent back out.
Upon being sent out, these new souls were abnormal. Being deemed Abnormal.
However, Abnormal souls were extremely powerful, and the Council of Souls feared them. So they ordered that all Abnormal souls that were sighted were to be destroyed the moment they made it to the Mountain of Souls.
This man knew of this secret and knew this would be his chance to go to this new plane and hide in wait.
He would bide his time. He would wait for a moment when the Council was weak.
Afterall, his research was still ongoing and he was so, so close to completing actual immortality.
Author’s Note:
Hey guys… Another OneShot, what fun. Anyways, same deal as before, I will continue this story when I feel like my quality will remain constant.
You might ask.
“Why did you make this if you weren’t going to continue it?”
Well the answer to that would be, I kind of want your opinion on that, do you think this story is worth it to continue? But be warned… I’m a bad writer...
And also, I made this because the idea just popped up in my head, and I felt like writing it down.