I was standing in a plane of nothingness, there wasn't anything there. It was as if I was standing within an embodiment of non existence. Then a boy who looked exactly like me appeared. No it was more accurate to say that I looked like him, that I was him. Well externally at least.
The boy opposite me was Reinhardt Umbridge, the real one. The original owner of this body, he looked at me. He didn't seem to have any real feeling in his eyes, his eyes were simply empty. His presence wasn't even there, it was as if he wasn't a being that existed. The boy looked at me right in the eyes, I felt a chill down my spine.
Most people showed some sort of expression or had some form of body language that told me what they were thinking about or what they were feeling, but the person infront of me didn't have that. I normally looked into people's hearts and used whatever knowledge I had against them, like I was doing with Aurora, but with the boy infront of me, there was no heart to look into.
"Yo, nice to meet you in person, or is it more accurate to say I'm meeting you in dream? Well whatever, I'm the original, you could also say I'm you, but at the same time I'm not you. Maybe we're not a you and me but a we? Who knows and who really cares, and allow to me formally introduce myself, I am the person who's body you're currently in. Reinhardt Umbridge, but because of your ass writing, you don't really know that name and assumed you were reincarnated as an extra. But, I'm the person who would become an S ranked villain, you called me 'Reaper' its a bit edgy but Its also bad ass."
My jaw dropped, 'Reaper' it was a name that was well known in the future. No one knew much about him, he was a villain that the protagonist's team barely managed to take down. When he was captured and detained, no matter what they used they couldn't find anything about him. His face didn't match any records and when they attempted to find out the truth magically he simply told them he was 'The Reaper' he abandoned his human mentality and identity and became a person who brought death wherever they went.
I eventually killed him off because he was way too fucking strong, he was also rather intelligent and he even gave the protagonist PTSD for a while.
Although that didn't really matter now, what mattered was that he had access to my knowledge. I didn't know how or why, but I didn't know wether others could do this.
Before I could speak, he said,
"Don't worry, only I can see into your head like this. And I probably won't be seeing you often, I just came here to tell you something about a certain woman. My step sister, Lillian Pendragon, my mother married her father soon after my father died. It's a bit awkward for me to talk about, but it doesn't really matter. Anyways, she's a bit of a lonely person, she didn't really have any actual familial bonds as a child so if she finds out that you guys can be considered siblings, you'll probably be able to use her like a pawn since she'll want to dote on you. And she'll see you as 'a cute little brother with no one on his side.' So you should be able to use that to your advantage. And another thing, do not trust my mother, she's a lot like that older sister you idolise so much, completely two faced."
"How the fuck do you know about tha-"
Halfway through the sentence I woke up, I was shaken up by the last sentence he said. He knew about my older sisters true self, I tended to think of her as a Saint. But that was to stop myself from remembering, from remembering what happened.
I thought about a certain day of my past life, I couldn't forget about that day no matter what I did. On that day, I came home from school, my parents were working, this was when we were in debt. She grabbed me by the throat and forced me to the ground, and when I was too weak to fight back. She repeatedly punched me, over, and over and over.
She kept doing this for at least half an hour, I didn't know why. I was a crying mess at that point, after all I was a rather weak person. She then seemed to have been satisfied, then when I tried to get up. She immediately kicked me right in the stomach, she did this so many times that I had lost count. I was already bleeding quite a bit by that point, soon after that.
She started patching me up, while doing so she said, "Tell mum and dad that you fell, and that you're just unlucky or something. If not, then this'll just get worse."
That was only the first day, she kept assaulting me on a daily basis for several weeks on end. To our parents she was a hardworking daughter who cared for her little brother, but to me she was worse than the devil.
When we started having less money for food, I wasade to eat bread that was far too old even be called bread. I dipped it in water so that it was bearable, having such little food really affected my growth so I ended up becoming rather skinny and short. The abuse affected me mentally as well, I started getting scared of footsteps.
Every time I heard footsteps near my room I'd think it was my sister and I'd immediately break out into cold sweat. She didn't always beat me though, sometimes she would simply reach for something nearby me. But if I saw her hand getting near me like that I'd immediately start shivering and I'd curl up into a ball as if trying to protect myself.
My sister sometimes looked like she felt bad, and that made me hold on to hope. And it made me think she'd stop, but that hope was something I'd come to regret. It made me care for her, it made it so I still thought of her as my family.
Even now, I still call her my older sister, I've recovered from my mental trauma for the most part. But if another older sister figure suddenly came into my life I'm not sure how I'd deal with it.
'No, what am I even telling myself? These are characters I've made, if telling Lillian that I was her brother turned her into something useful. Then why am I hesitating?'
With my resolve renewed, I decided that telling her directly would have the best impact on her. For someone like her who's had to present herself as someone perfect and has seen others do the same, something like being direct would likely be a shock. But I believed that it would be a welcomed shock, I always knew that Lillian was someone who wanted familial love. But I didn't know how to use that, I was thinking of lying but I didn't want to risk angering the next head of the Pendragon Family
After all, the current head of the Pendragon family was one of the few [SS] Ranked heroes, they had several [S] ranks under them so fighting them was nigh impossible. And it would be hard to make friends with her, she really only talked to people within the student council.
Although normally Elijah would've been the one to join the student council. I would take his place once more, after all, the story had already derailed completely after 2 weeks. I might as well take advantage of these situations.
The way to get into the Student Council was to either get their attention by performing extremely well, or by getting a reccomendation from a member of the council and then 3 other members would have to give their approval.
The reason I wanted to get into the council was to make myself a more prominent figure, this was to make it harder for people with stronger backgrounds to out pressure on me. And it would also make it easier to spend more time with Lillian.
I'd need grades and abilities matching my status though, but I was fairly smart and my strength was probably in the top two or three within the year.
Right now, my first priority was meeting with Lillian, thankfully she was always almost always in the Student Council room. And even if she wasn't, it was easy enough to find her considering the huge horde of people that surrounded her.
I looked at the time, it was 7am. If my guess was correct and luck was on my side, Lillian should be in the council room right around now. I got dressed and bolted out the dormitories and ran straight to the school's main building. I found the council room rather fast, I knocked on its door and heard a voice telling me to enter.
And I entered the council room, the room where I'd obtain my brand new pawn.