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Diary of a Retired Reaper

Chapitre 1: I am Death

My name is Barry Gray, and I am currently having my worldview shattered. Why you may ask? It's simple really, I woke up like it was any other Saturday, but today, I stubbed my toe really hard, and then when I was walking down the stairs to get breakfast, I fell down all my stairs to leave the complex.

It was really painful, and my neck feels twisted, like it landed at a funny angle, but surprisingly enough, I felt just fine, no pain. Like I hadn't done any of those things and probably snapped my neck. I decide I'm dreaming and go back to bed.

When I get back to my room, I see a notebook on my desk. It's colored black, and there isn't anything on the front or back of it. Curious I open it up, and the book flies into my skull.

I open my eyes and find myself back on my bed.

I go to my desk and find that books missing. I start looking around for the book, to see if I'm delusional or if this world has magic and that junk. After looking for a minute or so, I feel a massive headache, and lie down on my bed. After what feels like forever, the headache passes and I open my eyes, and find a gray panel staring back at me.

It has some text on it, so I start to read it.

[Entry 1]

Hello there me, if your reading this, that means we died, sort of. Well you may be asking yourself who I am and why I'm referring to you as us. Well it's simple really, we were death, I suppose. The Grim reaper, Yama, Hades, Thanatos, whatever you believe currently. But knowing myself, you probably don't believe in any of these religions. You should also know that we will not age past 22, around the time you pick up my diary. But to put it simply, we reaped souls and brought them to the afterworld, and it was a really shitty job. No one appreciates how hard it is to collect all the souls of the dead without break. It also doesn't help the fact every planets god will kill someone to early, and I have to reward them with something, usually I just reincarnate them somewhere. It got to a point where I would take some of the better reincarnations and make the ideas for authors. Some of your favorites might have actually happened somewhere in the multiverse, it was my middle finger to the gods, and don't even get me started on regressors. Those fuckers always appear and disappear right after. This is not the point though, because the only reason we should ever be reading this is because we got into a conflict with other gods, and we had to hide our soul somewhere without our memories. But now, were free, we can do whatever the fuck we want. But as a note, we should be on a relatively safe planet, with magic so far hidden to the public no one expect the true elite have anything remote to a chance of finding it. Well that's not the greatest feature we have, we are multiversal, and can travel planets if you get stronger. Well, we have no obligation to do anything, you could go faceslap a bunch of rich people like a egotistical maniac, travel planets and kill gods for revenge, or just enjoy a calm, regular life with no bloodshed and find someone to love. But whatever option we pick, let's not regret it, because most aren't lucky enough to have a second chance like us. But you may be wondering where the benefits are? Well I will give us a system, a multiversal system that allows planetary travel and has much more potential than a regular system. It's also part of your soul, meaning no one can take it away from you. It should be noted I had to hide this as a regular system, so you wont get any bullshit perks until your strong enough to kill a god, if that's the path we chose

Side Note, it should be noted you don't have a fear of death or feel much fear related to your life, how can you be afraid of yourself? But anyways don't do something stupid and get us killed, as that would result in a fate worse than death. Like soul tortured for eternity kind of bad.

"What in the actual fuck was In my coffee yesterday!" I shout this out loud, and get a massive slam in my wall and someone shouts at me "Shut up you bastard!" After that I start thinking to myself about what just happened to me. I decided to go to sink to see if I really had taken something funky, or if this was my new reality.

I head to the sink and splash my face with cold water, sure enough, I'm not dreaming. I then look and the mirror and move back a bit. I was always pretty handsome, if I do say so myself, but now I looked damn good.

Before I woulda given myself an 7.5 to 8, but now I was definitely 9.9. I mean I could easily get any modeling job with these looks. I looked like an above average anime charter, with the silver hair, chin, blue greenish eyes. My abs had also upgraded to a six-pack. There was now no doubt left in my mind that this was reality.

But where did I go from here? Where was the system I was promised... well if I promised myself something, it might take awhile, but whatever. This kind of explained my life a bit. I have had multiple throw downs with death, but it seems death itself awoke the powers. Man am I glad I got the system, going out to a flight of stairs would be an embarrassment.

While I'm brushing my teeth, a gray window pops up in front of me, once again, but this time it was not a long message, but a small little notification box.