Today is the day I died, unlike the rest of my group who died in respectable ways, I died in a routine mission that went wrong rapidly. I only had to escort a newly discovered gem out of the mine and into a nearby town, nine times out of ten I could do this with my eyes closed, little did I know that this gem was sought out by most of the criminal world. Lack of preparation is one of the main reasons that I died, it was a simple job until I got into town and that is where things went to shit fast
The first sign of trouble was the deathly silent marketplace, on edge I drew my lucky pistol and slowly and stealthy approached the drop off point, as I entered the room I was met with a hail of bullets that pierced my body. Whats embarrassing about this you ask? I was the best in the world at taking care of things other people wouldn't do but I refused to take my team with me on this mission and for my hubris I ate lead. Oh I forgot to mention that the gem shattered on my chest and I was covered in a purple haze before I died, I mean purple? So as you can gather its been a shitty day so far, how can I be talking to you if I died I hear you ask? Well to answer that I'm going to have to fade to black..... .
An 18 year old man was laying on the cold and muddy floor, his body was convulsing heavily and a white foam began to pour out of his mouth, he continued like this for hours, many people came and looked the man with many different looks. The rich laughed, the poor felt sympathy and the merchants began to assess what goods he had for their value, the only thing they had in common is that none of them helped him in any way.
In the middle of the night the convulsions suddenly stopped an a large purple beam shot out of the man's body into the night sky, it lit up the night sky for 5 minutes before vanishing completely. In its wake it left the young man in a worse state than he was in originally, the original host's soul was being absorbed by an invading soul that had successfully seized the body. The invading soul eventually won the battle of wills and finished integrating with it's new body, the man slowly opened his eyes and said"What the fuck? I didn't die, wait where the hell am I? Why does it feel like I have been hit by a truck again?"
The man then passed out again and was awoken in the morning when a cold bucket of water was thrown over him, he slowly woke up, his head still in agony and he looked at the young woman who had woken him up and said" Who are you?"
Anger appeared all over the woman's face as well as the face of her guard who was standing next to her, the guard walked up to the him and punched him in the gut before snarling "You don't recognise your old fiancee? Has the fall of your family hit you harder than we first thought? It doesn't matter anyway, we are here to hand you the documents that confirm the ending of the engagement, your family isn't worthy of ties with the Pendergast family."
While he was on the floor the man began to synchronise his and the host's memories. He had learned that the body he was in belonged to a fallen nobleman who had lost his land in a recent rebellion failure, he learnt that there were three major factions at work in the Raecia Kingdom and they were the noble faction, the king's loyalist faction and the kingdom's grimoire faction.
He also found that all jobs or professions in this world had a level that represented the person's skill and strength in that role, alongside this he found out that each person also had a general level that showed their general strengths and stats like agility and reflexes.He was intrigued by the job of being a grimoire user and so he searched the new memories for anything relating to it.,He found that a grimoire user was someone who was given innate abilities at birth by forming a connection with grimoire, no one can force a connection and many are made without the knowledge of the until they find a grimoire on their person.
The man patted himself down and too his surprise he found a small book and when he opened it a purple light beamed out of it into the mind of the young man, a voice echoed in his mind repeating"Would you like to make a connection to the Reaper grimoire?"
He instantly responded with" I Ajax accept the connection with the Reaper grimoire"
The voice responded with the "The connection has been completed please take time to read the grimoire when you are free, if you need assistance before then please shake your left hand and a weapon will appear for you to use"
Ajax rose from the floor and said" I have no fucking idea who the Pendergast family is but you will die for striking me, then I may sell this noble lady to a brothel, I bet I will make quite a bit of money doing that" He then shook his left hand and a pistol appeared in it, the pistol was unlike anything Ajax had ever seen before but it felt natural in his hand and so he rose it and aimed it at the guard and with a smile on his face asked" Arm or Leg?"