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La-la-la-lightning!: Living through the ages

Nakamura_Shun
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Which is more believable? Being struck by lightning, dying and reincarnating or being chased by a humanoid-transforming-truck until it rams you by its bumper, then reincarnated? Its up to you what you think is much more... believable. But, what happens when just as the truck rammed you and leaves the scene, you get struck by lightning. Interested? Find out. >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> Don't mind me. Just making a novel. Decided it would be better if you make your story since it's up to you on how it progressess, not just tweaking an existing plot or just straight f-ing it up. Oh credits to my older sister; porneldione@
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Chapter 1 - Just The Beginning of a Story: Reincarnation (1)

"talking"

'thoughts'

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It was raining, hard. The streets drenched with rainwater. Lighting was roaring loudly as if declaring itself to the world.

A woman was madly dashing at the walking lane that has a line of streetlamps seemingly stretching into infinity and the unknown.

She had straight black hair, reaching to her elbows. Her eyebrows were thick. Rose pink lips; she had quite the feminine face.

"Ugh! This is why I hate working late! But I didn't have much choice, my car was busted too." She grumbled, clearly annoyed "Either finishing my work tomorrow where there will be more work or finishing it now. But still! I hate working and finishing late then thunderstorms just roll in!"

She was about to continue walking forward when she abruptly stopped. 'let's take the shorter way. There's a thunderstorm and it's late at night.'

She went through an alley and stumbled upon a gigantic crossing of a 4x4 road. She ran on it when she suddenly heard a honking. "HUH?!"

Her thoughts ran a mile per second. She was stunned. It was not a question why so. She made sure that nothing was on the street before crossing it.

The truck turned into a humanoid form. It proceeded to jump in front of her and stop another incoming truck.

That seemed to wake up the woman, as the truck-turned-humanoid spoke "It's to early!" 'Ok what the f has happened to the world!? And it's raining and I'm quite wet – now is not the time to worry about stuff like this!' the woman thought.

The other truck transforms into a humanoid while stopping and punched the other humanoid robot back and said "I am M*T*E*F*C*I*G Truck-kun! I always kill my victims early! Well not always – but point proven!"

The so called 'Tuck-kun' right arm shifted into a canon as it charges, she thought 'how does that even work?!?' *Shotgun click's*

The other humanoid-transformed-truck jumped on the one that had a f****** arm canon as they slammed on the wall of a building the canon fires and mises. Barely missing my body as it destroyed the road behind me.

Truck-kun(self-proclaimed) kicks off the other "Don't get in my way – brother.". The other desperately shouts "Run, girl!".

She did as he said, she ran wildly fast, panicking. Running for the reason to just get away from this fed-up mess of robotic shenanigans. [A/n: Oho, this is not a prank I repeat this is not a prank.]

Truck-kun transformed into a truck again and ran after the woman and ran her over. 'What is wrong with my life!? First, working overtime. Second, it was raining while I was walking back home; could have taken a cab. Third, I just had to be run over by some certain sci-fi movie knockoffs!'

As if the world was responding to her complaints a comet came crashing down, hitting her knee accurately. "Ugh! That hurt like – ". *Boom*

Lightning rolled through the sky as it struck her right in the gut. If you put your finger under her nose, you will notice that she is still breathing and quite alive.

With much difficulty and questionability of how, she spoke. "I wish I could have at least lived much longer. Well, died young, can't do anything about it... if I have another chance... I'd live longer

As she said those words her consciousness began to sink in an all-familiar abyssal void of black.