Prologue: A God wants us to reincarnate as heroes?

It was supposed to have been a normal school trip to a nearby country, but it ended up being our death. Now, I know you are confused, but so am I. A moment ago, I was just lazing in my seat while listening to my favorite song, when suddenly an explosion made the plane crash.

The day started as any other, waking up, going to the bathroom, eating breakfast. The only different thing about it was the luggage prepared by the door. The school trip is a tradition, so we were hardly the first to go on this trip. I left the house without saying farewell to my family, since it was still early in the morning. I went to the meeting place where we were picked up by a bus that would take us to the airport.

As always, the majority of the class stood in one group and were chatting about who knows what, and as the bus arrived, I was the last one to enter, and got a lone seat. As usual I was ignored, but that didn’t matter to me, I actually preferred being like a ghost and go unnoticed.

We arrived at the airport, got on the plane, and were on our way. That was until the aforementioned explosion which blew up one of the wings, and made the plane go out of control and crash, killing as all in an instant.

So… here I am… in the afterlife. Or at least that’s what I would think… What else could this white nothingness be? If I would have to describe it, it would be that we were in a completely white room, where the walls and the roof stretched eternally.

Some of my classmates exclaimed things such as “What’s going on?”, “Where are we?”, and “Did we die?” But before anyone could understand what was going on, and calm down, a bright light appeared.

???: “Calm down everyone, this is the afterlife. And yes, you all died in that crash.”

This shocked many of my classmates, but as usual, I wasn’t shocked. The moment the explosion happened, I had already accepted death, more or less. It’s not that I’m suicidal or anything, I just can’t be bothered to try and fight the inevitable.

???: “Let me introduce myself, I’m Dreqz, God of Law and Order. I’ve called all of you here to ask for your help. The world that I govern, Grendania, will in 20 years or so, face something called the Cataclysm. In short, it’s the end of the world. The reason I’ve called for your help is that I will offer you to be reincarnated there as future heroes.”

Again there was some murmurs and whispering, but no one dared to talk back to a God.

Dreqz: “I will give you all my blessing, and upon becoming 20 you will receive the title of “Reincarnated Hero” and will go and meet an alliance between the kingdoms and empires, which will be created in about 19 years. If you are not to go there, and help fight the Cataclysm, you will lose my blessing, but I will still allow you to live on in that world. Any questions?”

This time no one said anything at all, and tried to absorb the information. It was quite simple in fact, his world was in danger, he needed people to fight it, and our new life would be our payment. But there was still something that was bothering me…

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Me: “I have one, why us?”

At this the light, or more precisely, the God turned to look at me.

Dreqz: “I have looked into many of the futures, and you are the group with the highest chance of succeeding.”

He answered me, with a hint of amusement in his voice.

Dreqz: “More questions? No? Good. Then, I will now start the reincarnation process. Who will go first?”

After Dreqz said so, a tall blond young man with blue eyes stood up. His name was Chad (AN: No last names, too lazy, since they’ll change after reincarnation), and he was your typical douchebag, alpha male, who all the girls swoon over.

Chad: “I’ll be first. See you later, everyone.”

Dreqz: “Very well.”

After that a door of pure light opened, and Chad entered, then I disappeared.

Dreqz: “See? Nothing scary about it, who’s next?”

After that people went through one by one, until I was the only one left. I got up and walked up to the God.

Dreqz: “So you’re the last one. Everyone else said goodbye to each other, but no one bothered with you. Plus you were the only one to ask me anything, and the only one calm from the start. Lonely are we?”

He asked me in a teasing manner, trying to get a reaction out of me, eh? Well, to this my only response was just a soft sigh, which seemed to highly amuse him, even though I couldn’t see his face.

After that he opened another door, but this time, instead of pure light, it was pure darkness, with no light reflecting from it.

Me: “Why is it black, while the other ones were white?”

Dreqz: “Well, the others all got bright and cheerful futures, like nobles and such, but in most cases such people get weak. Well, anyway, the darkness means your future will be dark and bloody, or something along those lines, even though I can see into the future, I can’t see every detail, just the results of my choice of group. But I’m not the one who chooses the doors, it’s fate itself, so you just have to deal with it. Of course, you can also just go to the Spirit Realm and refuse to help, it’s all up to you.”

Me: “Well, it sounds more interesting to live a new life, so I’ll go with that.”

Dreqz: “Then off you go. Oh, and I didn’t quite catch your name.”

Me: “Names Blake.”

I answered him as I walked through the door, and as it closed behind me, the last light followed suit. Everything went dark; I lost all my senses, and finally lost consciousness.

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Author notes:

Hey guys, this was the prologue, will hopefully finish Chapter 1 by tomorrow.

If you guys find grammar mistakes or other things that needs fixin', please tell me.

Hope you enjoyed.