But there is a slight problem.
You see, I can't tell which are my clothes, there are two pairs of pants and two white shirts.
"Huu!" Letting out a lazy sigh, I put on what I thought was my underwear and a black overcoat, "Now to find where the door is,"
First, I need to get out of this girls room, but that seemed impossible for now, as I would get lost the minute I get out of here.
I am a little bit excited to take a look outside and enjoy all the tasty food found in the books of The First Hero.
I started doing some light exercises to get used to this new body, but everything felt like I was in my old body.
After exercising, I took a nap next to the purple haired beauty, maybe she will give me all the answers I need.
_
As soon as I closed my eyes, I was transported to a white in closed room.
I couldn't few anything just like how people described dreams.
It was the first time I felt like my freedom was being taken away from me..... but I couldn't properly understand why.
A silhouette of a man stood in front of me.
He had a well built average muscular body, with fair white skin, a dazzling handsome face, with bloodshot red eyes and messy white hair. He was wearing a fitted white livery suit.
It was.... me.
"Dean Evester," The man called out to me and I just stayed silent, as he continued, "Its the name of our bodies, for both you and me. Please put on some clothes, I don't want to see the body, I used to be in naked... its discomforting,"
I turned my head downwards and find out I was in my birthday suit again.... is this the nature of this new body?
"Where can I get the clothes?" I asked the white haired Dean in front of me, as all I could see was an endless white room.
"Can I really trust you with my body?" The white haired Dean asked as he massaged his brows, before saying, "Just think of any type of clothes you want and you will be wearing them... this is dream land for crying out loud!"
Hey, I have never been me, in dreams before. Stop acting like you know shit, its a first for me.
I thought of wearing my black cloak, and boom it was there.
....It looked just like the day I bought it.
I wanted to test if I could change the clothes I wore, but couldn't as another figure appeared.
He looked like a man, but his body was coal black all over, with bat like wings hanging from his back, like he was some creature from the underworld.
He had a round face, with no hair, six white eyes, long pointy ears and thin lips.
A Devil....
I never thought of anything as a Devil before, but he gave me creeps all over my body.
...I was sweating.
I haven't sweated in ages, even when I died and now I am, in a dream world in a matter of fact.
I was scared...
It was a good thing it was a dream, or I would have peed myself at this point.
The same could be said about the white haired Dean, standing next to me.
The Devil walked slowly towards us and smiled before holding both our shoulders.
His hand was gentle, but it felt like billion tons of weight were being carried on my left shoulder.
Thud...
I couldn't handle the weight and fell to the ground, it was no surprise to find the white haired Dean on the ground.
"One died from tossing the akashic records into the sky and the other from having sex with a Ghoul."
The Devil's hose voice achoed through the endless white room and no sort of emotion could be detected from it.
If it were somewhere else, I would have laughed my guts out at Dean, who died during sex.... I don't know what's a Ghoul but sex is sex right.
A moment of silence filled the room and the pressure on our bodies was released, but even so I wouldn't dare to stand up.
"I am the writer of the game, 'Rise of a Hero' and my name is..."
I felt a stinging pain, penetrate through my head and couldn't hear the figure's name.
Clap Clap
The Devil clapped his hands before saying, "I don't have much time, so let get this over with."
"I am sure you both agree, to take each others positions in your respective worlds."
I didn't agree to anything, but I could only nod to his words, letting him continue.
"In that case, Dean you will take your three elements with you and I will let you chose one of the 5 gifts you had, to take over to your new life.... You got 30 seconds to decide."
I had a feeling he was talking to me and out of all my five gifts there is one that made me one of the strongest.
"The gift I would choose would be Drag..." I couldn't finish my statement, as the Devil, cut it through.
"Time out, you will get Word Soul Magic."
What the fuck is this?
30 seconds didn't even pass and Why 'Word Soul Magic out of all the five?'
It's cool and very helpful, but it takes a lot of time to fully perfect. Even in my previous life, I never fully mastered it.
I kept my thoughts to myself and listened to the Devil speak,
"I will be taking my leave. You two will only have 3 minutes to chat with each other." The Devil walked away, before turning his head while showing a sadistic smile, "When you wake up prepare to scream."
I didn't know what it was talking about and just waited for it, to walk away, before finally standing up.
"Huff.. Huff"
"Huff.. huff"
Both me and the other Dean took in large amounts of air, as we faced each other, before frowning.
"I can't believe a guy who died during sex, would be the one taking over my body" I was the first to voice out my thoughts as I glared at Dean with intense eyes.
Dean returned the favor, by doing the same, "I can't believe, I am leaving my siblings in the hands of a Villain like you."
"What do you mean Villain? I was a kind guy in my past life."
"Oh shut up Dean! I might not have your memories as of yet, but I know you too well from playing that game."
"What game are you talking about?"
"Rise of a Hero. It was a game you were a mid level villain,"
I felt my heart boil at Dean's words and attempted to throw a punch towards his face, but I didn't hit him, as I suddenly woke up.
_
As soon as I woke up, I felt a sharp organ rendering pain piercing my head.
"Mhmm!" A pained, stifled scream escaped my sealed lips.
It felt like someone was drilling a hole in my skull. It wasn't pleasant, but I could still take on the pain.
After a few seconds the pain suddenly drifted away.
"Ahh! What the hell was that- huu!"
As I thought it was over, a multitude of memories surged into my mind.
It felt like a stampede was happening inside my head, just letting everything fall apart at once.
I couldn't handle this much pain,
"Aaarghhh!"
I screamed at the top of my lungs, putting all my pride aside.
It was like someone was grinding my mind and turning it into minced meat.
I rolled on the bed, leading me to fall on the ground. My body started shaking in pain, and I thought of how I died.
"Arghhhha!"
It was painful, but I hold on to that last string of life. I knew if I closed my eyes, I would really die this time.
I experienced around 20 years' worth of memories in just a few seconds.
"....Huff! Huff!"
Panting heavily when the pain stopped, I forcefully returned my body back to the bed.
My whole body was sweating, even more than when I was in the Dream World.
After a few minutes of laying on the ground, I finally moved my body to sit up, as I put my back on the wall.
"What was that?" Startled by the pain, I questioned thin air while rubbing my forehead.
"So those were the other Dean's memories, at this point they are my memories too."
I just sat there blankly staring at the air with wide shot eyes, while organizing the memories.
After an unusually long moment of silence a memory struck my head.
'....the other from having sex with a Ghoul.'
The Devil's words echoed in my mind, as I slowly turned my head to look for the purple haired beauty that was sleeping next to me.
".... She is gone, what a relief."
In a flash, I saw Dean's whole life's worth of memories, so I know how dangerous Ghouls are.
It felt like I was living his life, but I had zero control over the actions he took.
From his first memory to the way he grew up. From the moments he was a loving and caring brother, to the part he became a pathetic brother.
I saw his whole life flash in my eyes.
Like it was the moment of his death.... it actually was.
But all that aside, there is one thing bothering me...
Rise of a Hero.
A Role-playing game, Dean dedicated most of his life to.
I was in that game.
As a non-playable character
...A Villain
Not the main Villain, but just the stepping stone of the protagonist.
That Devil really messed with the wrong guy..
Gods and Devils are meant to be disobeyed.