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The sound of my shoes making contact with the ground could be heard at the peak of the night. I continued to walk aimlessly as I stared at the starry sky as their voices played in my head...
'You have to believe me! It wasn't my fault!
I'm sorry Bell-Kun, I know you are going to suffer a lot from this, but you are strong, you will make, it through this...because...'
'Don't take them from me! Please! I'll do anything!'
As I continued my walk into the lush tropical green forest, 1 thought continued to plague my mind as I reminisced over past events.
'Today, we are called here for a trial, Rabbit Foot, Bell Cranel has been accused of the death of the goddess Hestia and his entire familia. If he is found guilty, he will be given 1 of 3 punishments, life in imprisonment, banishment from Orario, or the death penalty. Let the trial begin!'
Death
I'd like to ask you a question, what is your opinion on death?
Before you answer that question, may I give you my opinion on death? I don't mean to inconvenience you it's just that this is a topic that has been plaguing my mind, dependent on the answer, it will validate my next course of action.
You see, during my time in the Freya Familia, no matter how depressing it was, it was rather informative. The manor had a library that contained an assortment of books. Those books helped me adapt, get smarter, not that it did much though. Anyway, let me give you my thoughts.
Death: the action or fact of dying or being killed; the end of the life of a person or organism. The permanent ending of vital processes in a cell or tissue. the personification of the power that destroys life, often represented in art and literature as a skeleton or an old man holding a scythe.
You see the most common definition of death can be seen as the antithesis of life, personified as a reaper of night and ingrained as an instinctual fear into the very being of living creatures.
At first, I thought that the gods were exempt from this... I could not be any more wrong. It's
because they are ever living beings that they fear death the most. After all, death is such a foreign concept for them, they do everything in their power to avoid death, so much so that they abandon their heavenly domain and willingly seal their powers just to feel truly immortal.
Now you may be wondering, aren't they more vulnerable on Gekai? And to that I say yes, yes they are weaker when inhabiting the lower world, so please, let me explain myself. You see when you 'kill' a god they don't 'die'. They are just sent back to heaven, and the fact that there are no beings, armaments, or abilities that can actualize death on a diety when they are killed, means that while inhabiting the lower world they are at their most vulnerable, but they are at the safest location.
This leads me to believe that something must have happened in heaven to cause the death of a God, which makes coming to the lower world seem so fun. Don't you think? They are cowards, bastards, man-children given power. This is what I should think, this was what I should feel, yet, I sympathize with them.
When I first witnessed somebody die, it was the most heart-wrenching thing I've ever seen. The desperation, the desire to live as the light in their eyes dimmed signifying the soul leaving the body, the temperature of the body going from warm, overflowed with life, slowly growing cold and lifeless in your arms...
'Bell-sama, thank you for believing in me even though I didn't believe in myself...thank you for being my...first... Lili thanks you, for thinking of Lili as a friend, thank you for giving Lili a reason for Lili to live...'
'Sorry, Little bro...we'll be going on ahead to the other side...take care of Hephaestus for me...'
'Bell-dono *huff* there is no need to apologize...you are not the one at fault for this...*sniff*...it was our weakness...so please, tell Takemezuchi... I...'
Sorry about that, I got lost in my thoughts for a moment. Talking about death unconsciously brought back those memories. I stopped in the middle of the forest and looked up at the sky, it's honestly beautiful.
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I was confused, where was that sound coming from? I looked around wondering if somebody had followed...huh...why does my cheek feel wet? Bringing my hand to my face, I realized that I have been crying the entire time. I see... I was always told I was an emotional person, guess it's true...
As I brought my hand to my neck, the blade that was hidden by the veil of night came to view under the moonlight pressed its tip on my neck.
"*Hic* I'm sorry...*Hic*... I'm so sorry..."
I slit my throat in one swift motion. My body listlessly fell onto the floor. My vision grew hazy, my breath hitched due to the loss of circulation. My heart's rhythmic beat began to slow as my consciousness started to fade. A pool of blood slowly formed under me, it made me warm.
I felt weak as if something were leaving my body. Oh yeah. I'm dying, aren't I? No wonder I feel...My body started to feel cold, sickly, weak...
"Truly... I am... I am sorry... If only... I had
a...second...cha-"
And on that day, the lonely child, the rising adventurer, rabbit foot, the boy who desired to be a hero, Bell Cranel died.
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This was supposed to be a story of the ages, a story recorded in the great Oratoria that stands toe to toe with the greats. This was supposed to be a story where he desired to be a hero, where he saves the girl, defeats the big bad, and lives happily ever after. That's what it was supposed to be, but it turned into a tragedy, all because of the greed of the gods.
This was supposed to be the closing story of the ever-running comedy. The end of a thousand-year tragedy. This was supposed to be the familia myth... but, it's a shame that the story was cut short...
Or is it?
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Darkness.
That's what I woke up to. No. I'm not awake in a sense, I'm more so conscious, my ego had not died yet, whether that was a good thing or not, I don't know...
My consciousness drifted aimlessly
as my mind started to wander. I had always assumed that when I die my conscience would fade and my soul would go through reincarnation...mostly due to what I have been told, but still, who am I to judge what a deity says.
But for as long as I can remember, I've been drifting aimlessly in this dark, lonely void not moving forward or backward. My sense of direction has long since been lost, no it has never been there in the first place, but to me it makes sense. This is my punishment, for causing the death of my goddess.
Hah! Even the world thinks I deserve righteous smite.
"..."
It had felt like something was trying to interact with me but couldn't. As if it was being held back. Of course, this could be my mind playing tricks on me. After all, I'm the only one here...
Though, spending time in this void, whilst I couldn't "feel" anything. It was as if something was being inversed, or reverted? I was unable to tell.
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Hope filled me as I felt motion for the first time in forever, of course, that Statement was hyperbole but I digress. I relished this feeling, it felt warm, it felt safe, it felt like I was somewhere I belong.
It's been a few moments now and I felt strange. It felt like j was being formed? I was unsure so I just wait, hoping to figure out what is happening to me...
Time went on and I became comfortable in this place and a few things have come to my attention.
1. I have gained a body, be it a very small body, I have a physical form, that's I good I guess? I mean, I did kill myself and all but whatever.
2. I seem to be trapped in some containment, though it wasn't uncomfortable, I would prefer being "outside".
3. There are people outside. Wherever I am trapped, some people interact with me from the other side. I moved my appendages to try and reach out to whoever is "outside".
To some extent it's working, they touch the area where I am touching, trying to communicate. Whatever is happening is certainly interesting, but there is nothing I can do but wait until the situation develops more...
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Is that a light? Finally! A way to get out. As if listening to my plea, my body started to move
towards the light. That's when I heard voices.
"Ahhhh!". "Push!". "You can do it, honey!". " Almost there!".
... Wait a minute, I was trapped, my body was forming, I was "communicating" with people from the outside...
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HOLY SHIT! I'M BEING BORN!
And with that realization, I made my way to the light.
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"Congratulations Mister and Misses Cranel. You have a healthy boy." A man in a white cloak and heavy glasses said to the people in the room.
"He has your white hair, honey..." An average-looking man with red eyes said.
"Hn. He has your eyes... " a breathtakingly beautiful woman with long snow-white hair said.
"So... What are you gonna name my grandson?" A man who could only be described as boisterous had inquired with a wide grin on his face.
"You mean MY grandson you perverted old coot." A beautiful woman who looked on at the child with a tender gaze.
"We will name him... Bell... Bell Cranel..." The snow-white princess stated with a smile on her face.
The aforementioned newborn has snow-white hair and rubellite eyes. His gender is male but
his face is misleading, in fact, he could be considered a girl if not for the genitalia he possesses. One thing was for certain, this boy would grow up to be incredibly cute.
"Kyaaa! He's so cute!" The goddess Hera cued over him.
"Yes, he is." The mother, Meteria agreed with a motherly smile on her face.
"Bell...huh... Promise me... You are going to have a grand harem!" The God, Zeus, exclaimed.
"Yeah! With a face as good as yours, you should have at least ten girls!"
"Shut your mouth vermin." Hera spat venomously at the perverted duo.
"Hahaha, you don't need to listen to them Bell. You just need to live your best life, 'kay!" Meteria said to her son.
This banter continued, as they celebrated the birth of a boy. The last hero, amalgamation of the Zeus and Hera familia.
The fool. The hero. He has been given another chance, a chance to make things right, a chance to save those that were lost, and to help those that are yet to be found. The comedy has not ended just yet, the story has not ended just yet, the familia myth... Has not ended just yet. So let's see, how our hero will change his story, whether it will be better or worse, only time will tell.
I'm ready for this story, are you?
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Here's some trivia for Bell Cranel. He is canonically an altruistic character. His a good person who helos anyone that wants.
That's how I'll be making him in this fic fortunately I won't have to create a, edge lord?
Can those self inserts even be called that?