WARNING: This Chapter Contains Violent and Disturbing Content, themes such as Slavery and Rape are used. Reader discretion is advised.
Part 0: Beginning and the End.
Arc 1: New Reapers.
"The Gates of Hell Embrace Him. In his All Eternal Glory, he Festers with a Burning Infection. A Heart so Pure, Is Distorted by the Violence behind Good Intentions. Gods and Devils hear the Stories, the One who will Cross the Dimensions. Heaven, Hell, Purgatory and Untouched Lands. He forever burns with Unholy Ascension. He is your Doom... D-" the voice of a rasp old woman echoes through the room.
"What did I tell you about calling me that, Baba Yaga?" a man covered in shadow replies, the only distinct feature that can be made out is his impressive 6'6ft (200cm) height. And his impressive muscular body and large shoulders. He appears to only be wearing a light gray open coat and black pants.
"Oh yes, sorry... M. Jäger."
(Inside the town of Libertate, a town in Romania where there are no true laws. You can do what you desire and no one is going to stop you. Slave traders run their business here, trading "monsters" to any suck fuck with money. A place where once you enter, there is no true guarantee that you'll make it back alive.)
(M. Jäger is walking through the streets a red cowl over his head, it covers his entire body. He walks through the streets, piss, blood, alcohol and dead bodies everywhere. The entire town smells like a pile of dogshit, left in the sun for too long. He walks past a store and sees a young woman, barely even 19 being pressed against a wall by a tall, bulky, bald man. He rips the hat straight off her head revealing her long brown hair, she has... brown dog ears sticking out of her head, a Demi-human. Humans with animalistic characteristics such as ears and tails. They keep themselves in hiding, fearful that Humanity will hate them.)
The man: Well! Well! What do we have here? A dog-girl huh?! Hoho... I can definitely make some money off of you, girl! But first... I want some fun with you... (He cuts open the woman's shirt, revealing her chest and presses her even harder against the wall.) Let's see just how long you last...
M. Jäger: (He speaks in a deep, serious, thick Romanian accent.) Hey.
(M. Jäger in the flash of a light, cuts off the man's right ear, quickly followed by cutting the hamstring in the back of the knees, forcing the man to fall miserably to the ground.)
M. Jäger: (He brings a long crimson sword, much like those used by Templars during the Dark Ages up to the Man's face.) Miss... get out of this fucking town. And cover yourself up on the way out...
The man: (He struggles to stand up, falling to the ground each time, his arms and legs are trembling. From shock and the fear of Death. He looks up at M. Jäger and closes his hands to start begging) No! No please! Mercy!
M. Jäger: Mercy or more or less... Merci is a form of saying thank you in French. So you're welcome.
(M. Jäger splits the man's head clean open in a diagonal cut from the left side of his jaw all the way to his forehead.)
(In the Afterlife. Sam is still sitting on the chair holding onto his head, shaken and "broken." The woman, the striking image of the Grim Reaper, black cloak, a terrifying yet beautiful sight. She sits across from Sam waiting for him to calm down.)
Sam: Alright, alright. (He shakes his head and sits slouched over the chair) I'm dead?
The woman: (She speaks in a calm, almost reassuring voice. The very definition of fabulous.) Yes. You're correct and by the way, call me Claire.
Sam: And I was hit by a truck?
Claire: Yes, head-on too. You're body was sent flying, 72 broken bones, internal bleeding, and the back of your skull was smashed in. In fact the paramedics are still cleaning up some pieces of your brain, and your blood off the wall of a bar. Your adoptive mother will soon be informed of your unfortunate young death.
Sam: *Sarcastic* Well... THAT'S A GREAT IMAGE!!!
Claire: Since you were a loner, shut-in with no friends who read books all day, and your adoptive brothers are away. Your funeral will most likely only be attended by two to three people. Mary Pendragon, Sara Lancelot and with hope... Aldercy Gawain if he also isn't busy.
Sam: Oh...kay. (Thinking to himself) How the hell does she know all this stuff about me?
Claire: Eventually in two years or so, they would've forgotten about you. Maybe making a visit to your grave stone on your birthday, August 20, 1990. Howeve-...
Sam: Alright! Enough! ENOUGH! I get the point... I'm dead!
Claire: Hey, relax I was just trying to cheer you up!
Sam: By reminding and taunting me over my death!
Claire: I... uh didn't think you'd react like this...
Sam: Naturally I'd react like this, I just died!
Claire: I'm... sorry. But seriously now, you along with 19 other teenagers have been selected to become Reapers, it's hard to properly explain. But in a nutshell; Reapers are human teenagers with a strong will and desire, who died during the month of Harvest or October as you call it. You're trained and pushed to your absolute limits. Only when all of you are fully prepared are you set free for a single reason, to protect Humanity. No free will, only to fight. (Sam looks at her with an expression that can only be described as "the FUCK...?") Now... now alright... I know that sounds bad! BUUUUT... there are a lot of benefits, the pay's pretty good and there's like a... 43% chance you might have mental trauma, followed by depression, followed by most likely suicide. But just... (She points at the grey door behind Sam.) go through that door. It's either that... or Heaven... or the fiery pits of Hell. (She shrugs with opens hands, a small embarrassed smile is visible from under the cowl.) Take your pick!
Sam: Isn't... there like a 4th option?
Claire: What are you talking about?
Sam: You know... the fantasy kingdom where I get a lot of girls.
Claire: ...?
Sam: Where I'm overpowered and somehow perfect. I want one more along the lines of "Lord of the Rings," rather than "A Song of Fire and Ice." And lets sprinkle some "Rising of the Shield Hero" in there for good measure.
Claire: You're being Hideo Kojima with me right now...
Sam: Well sooorrgy lady! I'm heading out then.
(Sam gets up from his chair and walks over to the white door, he touches the doorknob. "Gray door, Mr. Reyes." Sam lets go of the knob and with an annoyed smile walks over to the gray door.)
Sam: I better not wake up on a beach next to a bunch of dead whales and a baby. Way, why did I think of that? What is a Shield Hero?!
(He walks through the door, a blinding white light surrounds him. "Ain't no going back, I suppose." Are the thoughts lingering through his mind as he steps through. The light disappears and he ends up... in a classroom with several rows of wooden chairs, in front of a desk and a chalk board. It is midnight outside. He notices a woman with long red hair that cover her eyes sleeping on her arms on the desk.)
Sam: (He looks around the classroom.) What the hell? (He turns around and opens the door, it only leads to a small wooden hallway. He opens and closes the door in quick succession, but it always just leads to the hallway.) This... better be the start of one hella-fine Isekai. (He walks over to the sleeping woman and touches her shoulder) Hey...
The woman: (She snaps awake and does a salute as she sits straight on the chair) YES-RYU-SAKAI-SIR!!! (She throws her hair backwards, revealing her cobalt blue eyes, she looks around the age of 23. She appears to work out often as she is fit and has a muscular build and she looks around 5'5ft (167cm) tall. She is wearing a white long-sleeve vest and a knee-high red skirt. She looks up to Sam in confusing.) Umm who are you?
Sam: Leon Schuster, you've just been shucksed. What do you mean?
The woman: I mean... all the Reapers are here already. So who are you?
Sam: Listen... uh if you're not gonna answer my question; I'm-uhh hit the nearest library. And by-the-way, your next line of dialogue is, "That explains why you look like a bag of bones."
The woman: That explains why you look like a bag of-... WHAT?
Sam: "How did you do that?"
The woman: How did you-... sonofa.
Sam: Simple... I'm Japanese I read from right to left.
The woman: *Ugh* (She rubs her eyes) Listen... my name's Jericho Griffin.
Sam: Oh... a Seven Deadly Sins character? Wonder when were getting Meliodas, Diane and/or Ban up in this... and since this is a "Reaper Academia." I wonder who the "All Might" of this place is...?
Jericho Griffin: Can you STOP with the anime reference after anime reference?!
Sam: Sure... after I make one JoJo Reference!!!
Jericho: FUAAA-...
I am sorry, I just posted cringe
(End of Chapter 2)