Had to take few days off, finally few days off from studying and TURKEY MEAT.

I think i did better this time than last.

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Opening his eyes, Dimitry looked around him, what he saw was weird buildings build of ceramic, or material that resembled it. There was no sky, only stars and cosmos, he saw people walking in distance and immediately girl appeared in front of him. She wore black robe and gold necklace, she had serious face of businesswomen. Her hair was black and her eyes were dark green giving serious atmosphere together with her face.

“Hello there Mortal Soul, I was assigned as your Grim Reaper to take your SOUL!” girl declared, trying to sound menacing, but it did not seem to effect Dimitry that much as he just stared at her.

“Tch!” could be heard from Dimitry as he looked at her and disapproval could be seen on his face.

“What…is it?” asked girl.

“You know, Grim Reapers should me tall, face of skeleton, have scythe, clouded in darkness, and you know look cool, not like this…” said Dimitry pointing at her.

“I see…you want some sins to be added to your list?” said girl threatening.

 “….Not really, I don’t really care that much,” immediately responded Dimitry.

“I see…got myself apathetic one this time,” said grim reaper.

“Just to be sure, you know you are dead?” she asked.

 “So it seems…” he answered.

“Yes, indeed,” she said and raised her hand in air when clipboard  materialized form tin air. This interested Dimitry as he looked at it.

“Under rule #2, you have right to know cause of your death.” She declared.

“I know it, it was quite spectacular” He immediately answered.

“Stop being pain in the ass, and behave like normal soul who is afraid and wants to go back to life,” She barked at Dimitry.

“So you will give me my life back…?” asked Dimitry.

 “No, in your case…” she looked at clipboard in front of her and after silence said “In your case judges issued two thousand years of suffering in hell, and then maybe possibility of forgiveness of your sins,”

“hou?...so I had than many sins…” mumbled Dimitry to no one particularly.

“Well that meteor was your fault so give or take a lot of people died,” Said Grim reaper to which Dimitry for first time looked at her intensively.

“How that happened exactly?” he asked her.

“Well you see…” she again started look at that clipboard in her hands, “Meteor was infused with detection magic and was supposed to fly pass earth, and in some thousand years hit different planet and kill few bad people there. But when…you started incantation…for some reason meteor reacted to it and changer trajectory….that is most likely theory… but we still can’t figure out how you have done it without mana, as earth is planet with zero mana.” She explained to which he started thinking deeply.

‘So mana, that is interesting and was that incantation I did?’ thought Dimitry.

“Anyways what is done is done, most of people with be reborn in near future, now in your case…” she started speaking.

“Wait first tell me what is that, in your hand and what happens to a souls?” he interrupted her.

“Fine, there is still time to kill before your sentencing as we have overload of souls to take care of thanks to someone.” She said, looking at Dimitry who didn’t seem at all apologetic or concerned.

“Also under rule #1, no discrimination against souls, the first to die are first to be judged, so you have to wait till people who died before you are being judged,” expressed Grim reaper.

“Why I’m now with them?” asked Dimitry.

“Well you are reason most of them died, so just in precaution we don’t want mayhem to start and we are obligated to tell why and how they all died,” answered girl.

“Let’s continue,” she said.

“This is paper taken from ‘Book of All’ every soul have record of their past and this book shows it, this particular page is your soul history, we can see all that happened in your life and we know  your location thanks to it,” explained grim reaper.

“And how does it work?” Dimitry asked.

“You don’t need to know,” was an answer.

“What happens if someone attacks someone here?” asked Dimitry.

“Mortal soul is unable to use mana here, so child with mana here is a lot stronger than mortal with that it’s easy to keep order here,” she answered.

“Now for souls there are three paths, first those that have not sinned they are being reborn, second those who slightly sinned are working in city and helping till their sins are forgiven and they can be reborn, and lastly those who have sinned greatly are being sentenced to hell, like you,” she continued explaining. While she was saying this, girl in purple dress and with curly brown hair runs in their direction.

“Miss Irina!” yelled girl in purple dress. Turning around grim reaper that first appeared in front Dimitry, said-

“What is it?”

“They are having problems, numbers of souls are way too much for trainee to be able to take care of, Mister Thesaur sent me to inform you about this. And said that you should immediately went there to help and I will take care here,” informed girl in purple dress catching her breath.

“Why has it happened today, when we have training routine for newbies, the number of soul to take care of today is record high?” signed Irina and said-

“I got it, can’t really go against orders form Thesaur, take here form me, I will be back so for now just tell him rules and what you were taught to do!”

“Y-Yes! Will do!” stuttered girl in purple dress.

Irina handed clipboard to a girl in purple and vanished only living few particles that vanished few seconds later.

“ha-a..” signed girl with curly hair and said “How I wish to be able to do that also, so I don’t have to run all the time…”

“So you can’t do that?” interrupted her Dimitry.

“Aa! y-yes, to be able to do teleportation… you need a lot of strength… and mana not to mention talent…,” answered girl nervously,

‘It feels like I’m speaking to a timid child not Grim reaper, wait she is trainee most likely, hmmm… that means I can get more answers if I do this right…’ thought Dimitry.

“So continue were my previous guide left off,” said Dimitry.

“Ahh…hh-h…” in panic girls started looking at clipboard in front of her then shifting her gaze at Dimitry not knowing what to do.

“Wait can you not read it?” asked Dimitry after seeing her continuously shift gaze from clipboard to him.

“Ugu….” She answered with tears in eyes, “To be able to read from Book of All one need to be on level similar to Miss Irina or being soul whose history is written there,” she continued,

“Don’t worry, I will tell you were I and Miss Irina have Left off,” said Dimitry putting on fake smile he perfected for situations in life where he had to smile.

“You don’t need to be so tense,” said Dimitry, “You know I had sister similar to you and well…she…” lied Dimitry. Seeing sadness and regret written on Dimitry face girl immediately started to guess that his sister most likely died.

“You... don’t have to push yourself…, you are very nice person,” said girl with smile on her face.

“Sorry…just remembering….., but yes  ……well lets continue, OH! I forgot to ask your name?” said Dimitry skillfully showing fake emotions he perfected over years on his face.

“My name is Atira!” said girl in purple dress with smile, not nervous now at all.

“It’s nice to meet you Atira,” said Dimitry.

“Yes! Same here!” declared Atira

 “Now Miss Irina was explaining to me how my page form Book of all was working and what happens to me if it were to be torn apart,” said Dimitry slightly showing sadness form previous conversation. Dimitry began to suspect that it had some kind of important secret, remembering how first Grim reaper didn’t give too much info about it.

“Well, …I slept a lot on lectures so I just know little of what I hear,” said Atira embarrassed.

“Don’t worry we all did that,” said Dimitry giving her smile, which she returned.

“From what I remember, if someone were to tear their page in half, then their record would disappear and no one would be able to locate the soul of that person, but to be able to do that one needs mana, but as soul of mortal is not able to have mana here, there is not much they can do with their pages form Book of all,” explained Atira.

“But what if they were to stole it?” inquired Dimitry.

“The page can’t leave this place, as book is here,”

“What is exactly mana?” asked Dimitry.

“Mana is energy, cultivated form around us and stored in our bodies, that can be controlled by living organisms or artifacts to produce magic or spells, there are different kinds of magic and it’s complicated,” she answered.

‘So, primary what I thought, and they deny access to mana for mortal soul here for them to be weak and not do something stupid’ tough Dimitry.

“How about tour?” asked Atira.

“That would be good,” answered Dimitry and they started walking.

After two hours of walking and her explaining to him what other stuff were they came across white building without any walls just rooftop and beautiful carving on its pillars. Seeing colorless orb floating in middle of building Dimitry asked-

“What is it?”

“That is ‘Fate of Choice’ it is place where chosen heroes can obtain their power,” she answered.

“So…heroes” mumbled Dimitry quietly.

“Yes! Aren’t they cool!” yelled excitedly Atira, not picking up slight disgust from Dimitry emphasis on word heroes. Dimitry always disliked people who believed in their rightness’s and never listened to anyone else. In stories heroes always declared someone evil and always killed them in end, and no one questioned if hero done right thing, maybe diplomacy was possible or there was mistake, no one cared, it’s always if its light it’s good if it’s dark it’s bad. Churches killed a lot more people branding them witches or heretics, while yelling they are right to kill evil, than most of cruelest leaders in history.

 “You know heroes can be summoned to different words with summoning magic, and they always have to choose their power there, it’s so exciting to just thing of all adventure they can have!” Atira was mostly talking to herself now with slight sadness and envy.

“So anyone can be hero?” asked Dimitry.

“No, you see, only few can get close to it, and less can touch it to get their powers that they desire or are granted with to choose,” explained Atira.

“I forgot exact percent of heroes that succeed, but its low number and most fail, those who fail are sent back to their world without remembering, while those who did summoning are punished for summoning not qualified hero,” added Atira.

“So that how it is,” said Dimitry, while thinking he get to know so much new and interesting stuff today.

‘When was last time I was so interested in something’

“Ok, let’s go!” smiled Atira and started walking and Dimitry followed her.

‘Hiss-sss-sss-ss-s’

‘What was that’ thought Dimitry as he looked behind him, looking at colorless orb floating in air ‘Can it be?’

“What happens to Heroes who are able to choose their power?” asked Dimitry,

“Ah, when they choose last power they are then immediately teleported to a world that have summoned them,” answered Atira stopping and looking behind to see Dimitry walking to an orb. With a wide eyes she yells-

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“What are you doing!?”

Ignoring her Dimitry walked to an Orb. ‘I always listened to my instincts if my gut feeling is right then …….I hope my instincts are working here also’ stopping five miters from orb for second, Dimitry continued to walk right on. Four meters. Three meters. Two meters. One meter.

“No way!!?” confusedly said Atira.

Dimitry placed hand on orb, and immediately felt as if all his body is being set on fire, after few seconds it all subsided but there was still feeling that something was now missing inside of him. On orb text appeared displaying_

1

Do you want to obtain ten chooses of skills from hundreds.

2

Do you want to obtain one wish (can't be skills or power) and three chooses of skills from hundreds.

“I choose number 2,” said Dimitry.

You choose 2

What is your wish?

“For everyone on earth, except me, reverse effects of meteor falling,” said Dimitry.

Choose your three skills

Hundreds of different names and indication floated on orb, from fire magic to a flying, from swordsmanship to a culinary.

‘I don’t have time to sit here and think about this for long time, they will likely stop me from going anywhere,…think….What I need in new world’ thinking deeply Dimitry came up with solution.

“Acquire language skill,” he said to orb

Do you wish to obtain ‘Speak any language skill’

“Yes!” Dimitry said excitedly.

Choose your second skill

‘Now this is important…I hope there is skill I need’

“Show mana skills!” he said again

1

Mana recovery (faster recovery of mana by 10X)

2

Mana interruption (interrupt other people mana)

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‘Tch…. I don’t have time to look at them all…..think…..ah!”

“Show mana manipulation skill”

Mana manipulation (manipulates mana)

‘Now I need to be sure its what I want, can it show its description…’

“Show description of mana manipulation”

Mana manipulation (manipulates mana)

[Mana can be manipulated in any desired way

Restriction:

Can’t use incantations

Special affect:

Able to transform your blood to mana (loss of blood can result in death)

“Perfect! Acquire Mana manipulation skill!” yelled Dmitry, excitement creeping into him. Noticing this he stopped to think-

‘Ironic how I feel more exited and alive now when I’m dead compare to me when I was alive,’ when he was thinking he noticed that that feeling that something was missing inside of him slowly was filled.  ‘So orb made space inside of me for skills and now it’s being filled’

‘Now…’ Dimitry slowly breathed in and out four time and lifted his arm from orb. Turning around he still saw Atira standing there dumbfounded. Walking to her he put his best smile and said-

“Guess you never suspected I was a hero?”

“You are h-hero!” yelled Atira at Dimitry who made his best attempt at apologetic face and said-

“I wanted to surprise you, guess it worked?” said Dimitry laughing slightly.

“y-yes you surprised me,” said Atira not knowing what to say or do, seeing her dream in front of her hero who can go on adventure.

“Well, guess surprise was too big?” said Dimitry smiling. Coming to her senses Atira asked-

“So you were hero?! But usually…”

“Yes usually it’s different, Miss Irina told me about it, it’s just that I’m special,” said Dimitry trying to imitate embarrassment.

“But why didn’t you teleported to where you was summoned?” asked Atira.

“That is also because I’m special, look here it’s written, Miss Irina showed me,” said Dimitry coming closer and pointing at clipboard.

“Oh, I forgot you can’t read it! Sorry…” recalled Dimitry to her.

“I-Its ok!” she assured him a bit still stunned.

“Let me show you anyway!” he said standing beside her and looking at clipboard. To clipboard was attached yellow paper that had weird symbols, he could not read them but he somehow understood what they mean. All of his history was written there, after moment he took himself in control as emotions wanted to take hold of him when he saw all loneliness and betrayal he felt to world resurface again with those symbols. Trying to make sad face was not hard for him now as he felt generously sad looking at his past and pain he experienced there. Noticing his face in agony that screamed to her of pain, she asked –

“Are you alright?”

“Oh…sorry it…just….my…sister she was big part of my life and now looking at my past it’s written with her presence and it made me remember her….” Said Dimitry in most sad voice he could produce. Looking at him Atira could not say a think only trying to come up with something.

“Aaa…there,” said Dimitry pointing at random text

“That was the best day of my life, we had family come over and …” he tried to made tear fall but it seemed too much for him so he given up on it and said-

“Can I read it, I want to memorize it completely so I will never forget?” looking at Atira he give her face of sadness to which she handed clipboard to him. Dimitry took Clipboard and sited on ground as if he will never move from that place and with long and sad face looked at clipboard. After few moment he broke silence-

“Ah! I remembered Miss Irina told me that after I will get my power she would see how I did!” declared Dimitry.

“Oh, really…!” surprised Atira said after silence was broken.

"Yes but...if only i had power when she was..." Dimitry tried to speak but looked at clipboard and this time give even more painful expression. Seeing this Atira not wanting to give him even more pain said-

“I will quickly bring her here!” and run off. Looking at direction she disappeared to,  Dimitry quickly went to his feet and started to think how to activate his mana manipulating skill.

‘Something like mediation or imaging my blood being transformed…?’ after one minute he felt as if something inside of him moved. After realizing that it was probably mana he focused on that felling and felt light headed as more mana circulated in his body.

 ‘I lost too much blood, this should be enough’

Dimitry took paper from clipboard and placed it between his hands and started to pull.

“Nothing?” said Dimitry as paper not even slightly ripped. ‘So I need to infuse mana to my finger’ imagining as something from his core moved slowly alongside his chest to his arm, and hands. He felt as something was inside his fingers, this time he focused and ripped paper. Paper easily piped in half and started to disintegrate.

‘Now I need to get out of here really fast!’ thought Dimitry as he run to an orb.

Placing his hand on orb he saw Irina appeared out of nowhere-

“What have you done!?” yelled Irina standing on spot where she appeared. Next to her man in black coat with covered face appeared.

‘So they can’t come inside here’ relaxed Dimitry, but her next words made him tense again-

“Inform judges immediately!” she yelled again. Man next to her disappeared again.

‘Shit! Think…. last skill..... I need not to die so toughness skill will be good’

“Acquire toughness skill,” he commended again holding on to orb.

Do you wish to obtain ‘Penetration Resistant Skin’

‘I more thought of the steel or rock body but this will do,’

“Yes!” said Dimitry and disappeared.

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Standing few kilometers away two men looked at this and man to left bowed to man to his right and asked-

“Why, did you help him?”

“Hou..Don’t know what you are talking about, Thesaur, ”said man on right.

“Your majesty insisted that I ordered Irina to clean up mess, and I find it hard to believe that person with zero experience and naïve personality would be to take care of person who killed so many?” said Thesaur.

“He didn’t?” answered man on right.

“What you mean?”

“He passed few of my little tests, and we need to put Rioyhoul back to constant, it will need few more millenniums to refill its mana to full,” said man on right.

“You mean Rioyhoul, artifact that can move time in past, for desired area of effect?” asked Thesaur

“Yes, pity it can only be used for so little and has so little advantage to use, I will say it has more disadvantage than advantage,” answered man on right.

“I see, but why help that mortal, and in this costs?” inquired Thesaur.

“Hu-hu find it out yourself,” was an answer.

“But now when he destroyed his record form Book of All no one will be able to find him,”

“Hu-hu-hu,”

“I see, you have some way,” said Thesaur. Standing straight he looked at horizon and bowed again to man on right and said-

“I will get going, you highness,” saying that Thesaur disappeared, and lone man was standing there now looking at horizon.