章 1: Chapter 1: ARE YOU F*CKING KIDDING ME?!

"Ahh, that was a great chapter."

I close Webnovel after reading the daily chapter of a fanfic about Harry Potter. It's one of my favorite universes even if I think that magic isn't explored enough. This fiction though really goes further and beyond about magic and I can't wait for it to finish. Almost more because I want the author to finish his other fic about Kuroko no basket... almost.

I chuckle in the bus seat and see in my peripheral vision a girl, in the seat next to mine, looking at me like I'm a weirdo.

"At least a girl's looking at me, it's a great start." I put my forehead on the glass, looking at the passing tree and crying anime tears.

I must admit I'm probably exaggerating. Girls look at me at school. Some laughed at me, others with the same glares old lady gives to colored hairs, tattooed and pierced girls.

At least in my friend circle, they don't only look at me like that, or I wouldn't just cry anime tears.

You would probably already have guessed with my interior monologue (I do that a lot. It makes me feel like the main character and it helps me pass time) that I'm not really in the "popular" gang at school. I've only started making friends this year and going out of my way thanks to the theater class I'm taking. The professor makes us mingle between each project.

And thanks to this class some people now understand that yes I'm weird, but I'm the good kind of weird.

In the last couple of weeks, I probably talked to more people than in all of my school years combined.

I feel my cellphone vibrating and ask myself what application just sent me a notification. I was surprised for a moment that it was a message... from a girl.

I've almost forgotten that with the addition of friends in my life, I started texting with a girl that was in my theater class.

I smiled while looking at her text. It has been 2 weeks since we started texting. Most of it is about drama at school (mostly her) and surprisingly anime and video games.

I can say that this year, my life isn't that bad.

The bus stop. I take my bag and with some other secondary character, I walk between the seat to get out. Then I walk to my home while texting back the girl.

At an intersection, I look both ways before crossing.

I'm now midway through the road when I hear a loud sound at my right. I look up from my phone and see a truck, that wasn't even near a moment ago, coming my way with all the speed it can muster.

While my brain seems to go Overspeed, my body doesn't seem to want to move at the view of this metal monster.

"The moment I thought that my life was going to become interesting, I'll die? I want to live and see how interesting it can become."

My last thought goes to my family and my new friends. I'm sad for my family cause I don't want to hurt them by dying.

"All that's left to do is make peace with death now that I already made peace with life. I would have preferred that this peace last longer but at least, I was in peace for a moment."

When I was accepting death something pushes my back. As I stumble forward I turn around to see my savior.

I surprisingly see that it's a guy from school. My one-year senior. I never talked to him before and never seen anybody else talk to him too.

I can't believe that someone I've never spoken to would sacrifice his life for me... and he even has a little smirk and a look of... expectation? in his eyes.

Don't get me wrong though. I'm happy that he saved me. It's not because I was accepting my death for a second that I'm willing to die. I just feel a bit bad that someone has to die for me to be able to live.

Thank you my friend for your sacrifice, I won't forget it. I'll even personally delete your browser history so you can keep your dignity.

SWOOSH!!!

BAAAMM!!!

The truck hit him hard. I fall.

POKK!!!

And this? Well, it was the sound of my head hitting the edge of the sidewalk. What about now? Well, everything's black and I can't feel anything.

ARE YOU F*CKING KIDDING ME?!?!

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I open my eyes and see the sky at a far distance some fog or cloud? Surely a mix of both. But it's not only white and gray. It's white and black. No shades. The black is so dark it looks like it can suck all light around it. The white is so bright that I can't look at it without my eyes getting wet. So I stop looking at it and start to get up.

-You? What are you doing here?

I jump and turn around to see who talked to me and see the guy that saved me from the truck and pushed me on the sidewalk.

Even if he's older than me and about 7 feet away I still have to look down to look at him in the eyes. Both because I'm tall for my age and him small for his.

-I... I don't know how I ended up... here.

Before he can say anything else we hear the sound of a door opening. We both look to my left to see that it's indeed a door. A door that just appeared out of nowhere.

Walking out of the door is a tall and skinny man that seems to have lived a millennium but doesn't seem that old either.

Without giving us even a glance he walks ahead and climbs some stairs. "since when were these stairs there?" Then he sits on a high chair, "that wasn't there either" takes out a file, "Where did it comes out?" and drops it on a judge's desk.

"shit! my head hurts. I don't know if it's the fall or the fact that everything just pops out of nowhere like they were always there."

The man, that strangely look like Santa who's heading to get an oscar with his hair the same white as the sky, but way less bright, and his long beard tied 8 inches down his chin, opens the file and starts reading through it while mumbling.

-Let us see what we got here. Oliver is 16 years old from Canada. I see that Kurt brought you here. Since he stayed too long in japan he started doing that from time to time. He claims it is to honor his followers. I will have to have a word with him, his little caprice only increase my load of work. Doing reincarnation takes too long. You only died from a skull fracture? *his brows furrow and he leans forward* Died by skull fracture after... falling on the sidewalk... pushed by Ethan... out of Kurt's path...

When he started reading he didn't have any inflection in his voice. I notice that speaking about Kurt, his voice became warmer and then some exasperation about his "caprice". Some hesitation and incomprehension were in his tone when he read about my... DEATH? "So I am dead huh..."

I feel a void inside my chest at this thought. I've always wondered what would come after death and every time I thought about it that same void would appear.

I didn't even realize that for the first time since he got there he was looking at us. I was more focused on my feelings. Sad that I won't see my family again, angry because I didn't want to die, relieved because now I know that there is an after-life, anxious about what will happens next. Will I go to paradise? hell? Or maybe dilute in the collective consciousness? "That's right, he talked about reincarnation. I wonder what type of reincarnation it will be"

In the swirl of my emotion, I came to think about how I've got here and now, I am angry at something else, well, someone else. I turned around and grab Ethan by the collar of his shirt.

-YOU KILLED ME D*CKHEAD! YOU SHOULD HAVE SAVED ME BUT YOU KILLED ME! I WOULD'VE EVEN DELETED YOUR BROWSER HISTORY!!!

-Hey! Hey! Calm down buddy. I tried to save you, it's not like I wanted to kill you while dying by a truck. In this situation, I am on the losing side. I didn't even die a hero!

He grabbed my wrist and tried to pull my hands off his shirt but I wouldn't give up.

-DON'T LIE TO ME! I SAW IT IN YOUR EYES WHEN YOU PUSHED ME! YOU KNEW YOU'LL BE REINCARNATED! YOU DIDN'T PUSHED ME TO BE A HERO!

He let go of my wrist.

-Teehee

His tongue sticks out of the corner of his mouth and he hit lightly the top of his head.

-DON'T TEEHEE ME!

I shake him vigorously while screaming at him more. He bit his tongue and fell to the ground, rolling around and spitting blood.

-AAARRRHHHH!! I'M BLEEDING!! I'M GONNA DIEEEEE!!! ARRRGGGGHH!! *COUGH* *COUGH* aaaannnd I'm dead.

As he said his last word he just stop moving and lay down on his stomach.

-Are you done?

I jump again and see that oscar Santa is right beside me and is turning around us, looking at us like he just found a new brand of fireplace.

My "savior" is still playing death with blood starting to form a little puddle under his face.

-It is quite interesting.

The old man was stroking his beard with one hand, his elbow resting on his other arm crossed in front of him.

-His actor's skill?

-Mm? No of course not. *I see Ethan twitching* And besides, he can not die. He is already dead.

-Does it mean I can hurt him as much as I want?

Ethan looked up at me.

-What Oliver? you'll beat me up with some... WOOD?

My eyes twitch and before I can say anything the old man spoke.

-We do not have time for you to play around. It just takes so long every time Kurt sends me people. I have to reincarnate them, some people take so long to decide their world and their wishes. Too many waste them anyway. In the past 10 years, it happened more and more. All I had to do before is send them to their perception of the afterlife.

Nearly as fast as the pieces of furniture appeared before "By the way, where are they?"

Ethan got on his knees in front of fancy Gandalf with sparkles in his eyes

-So it's true?! Will we really be isekai?

I kick his back laying him flat on the floor.

-Let Humblebundledore speaks, and he already said that. Pay attention.

-Yes I will reincarnate you into another world. There is already a lot existing so choose one of your likings.

Ethan got up quickly once again.

-TEEN WOLF! I WANNA BE ISEKAI IN TEEN WOLF!... MISTER!

With his last word, he bends 90°, arm along his body. I'm not particularly surprised that he already knows where he wanna be sent. "I mean, he did jump in front of a truck to get isekai... Now that I think about it, his life must've been tough. Or he believed hard that it would go as he hoped."

-I never really thought about this since I didn't even believe it could happen.

Teen Wolf? If I remember correctly it's a tv show about werewolves, horny teens, and drama. I've watched some episodes since my sisters were watching it but I never really give it much attention.

I think it's still better than a place where everybody could slap you if you don't start with a cheat right from the start.

Being in a world where living more than 25 would be a miracle is a big no-no for me. And I'm not talking about a 25 peaceful life, I'm talking about 25 years of pain and sorrow. Count me out of it!

I would rather be in a calm place where you don't have to worry about you or the people you love being killed every day. Like Kuroko no basket. I just have to suffer the training so I can play with my team against other teams instead of a world like Naruto where I have to suffer the training to fight with my village against other villages... Wait a moment...

-I think you did not quite understand me. You both will be together in this afterlife.

-WHAT?!

-NO WAY!

-I don't wanna be isekaied with him! He is too violent!

I chop him behind his head

-And I don't wanna have to endure him in my next life. I've already seen too much of him.

Ethan looked at the old man and shook his head up and down.

-You will have to bear with it. One visit from Kurt, one reincarnation. So you will both be sent together and since you look so well together... *he paused for a dramatic effect* I will make you twins.

He smiled with all his teeth probably proud of his little idea.

-I'll die if you send me with him

Ethan hugs himself and stirs in place.

-I'll kill him if you send him with me.

He stopped stirring and looked at me warily.

-Normally, Oliver, should have gotten 3 wishes before being reborn. "Did he just ignore us? But he isn't a girl isn't it?" But because Ethan died by Kurt, he stole your reincarnation. The good news is since you died at the same time as Ethan, and because you were the original target, you were still able to get here. If you had died at the hospital it would have been too late and you would just have been sent to the after-life.

He turned around, walked a little, and faced us again. He sat on nothing. "Nope. In an armchair this time." He pushed his glasses up his nose, "Glasses that he didn't wear since now." and opened his notebook ready to write with his elegant feather. *sigh* "I'm sure he is just flexing now."

-There are others souls that are waiting for me so let us proceed.