??? Opened his eyes.
He awakened in the wooden school, cleaned to the point of being polished, almost as if the mountain of corpses and blood was never there.
The boy who was stabbed by the needle was different.
His brown hair had turned into the color of the ocean, almost as if his hair had become a silent wave in the ocean…
Twitch, Crack, Sizzle.
He opened his eyes, clenching his face with his right arm. His eyes widened.
"AH, WHAT THE FU-" He screamed
His arm was covered in a blue flame that lit up the whole dark hallway.
Crim shook his arm like he had never before, with a horrified expression he started to roll over the floor, strangely the fire didn't spread.
"HOT, HOT, HOT, OH GOD WHAT THE-"
He jumped up and down trying to find water but he couldn't, it hu-…
Wait why didn't it hurt? Did his nerves burn?
"...It doesn't hurt?"
He looked at his burning arm, inside the blue flame it still seemed to be whole instead of a pile of ash. Crim moved it around for a bit slowly this time.
With every flap of his arm, the flame subsided.
Leaving him with a rather deadpan expressionç
"What?" He said, raising his brows.
He looked at his arm for a bit, it was back to normal, but the robe around it was burned… Why did his arm look bigger than usual?
In fact, where was he?
He remembered putting down his phone on his cabinet and tucking himself under his blanket, was he dreaming?
Just when he was questioning himself, a door opened from the door across the hallway.
"Oh? You alive?" The man was a tall guy with long and slick black hair, looking like he hadn't showered in a decade along with his dirty rags called cloth.
"Your hair changed, huh? That's Interesting."
Crim looked at him with a stiff expression, and he grinned.
'Omoshiroi'
The homeless man sighed and reached into a pocket in his rags, pulling out a delivery box which he opened.
He pulled out a cheeseburger and fries and started eating it like a starved man.
"Yough want smogh?" He extended the fries, and Crim slowly waved his hand.
"I'll pass. But can I ask you something?"
"Nom… Ask away"
He shrugged and The boy sighed.
"Where am I and why do I have blue hair?"
The man looked at him for a bit and then said.
"Gimme a second"
He held out the burger on top of his mouth and dropped it, consuming the entire thing like a tube, much to Crim's amazement.
"Yeah, so, I kinda killed this guy and gave you his body - surprised it worked in all honesty."
"You did what?"
"Ahem, So, I kinda killed this guy and gave you his body - surprised it worked in all honesty."
Crim looked at his palms and the pan, his eyes flickering like a butterfly, unable to believe what he was hearing.
"..."
"..."
"..."
"..."
"Can you talk I'm getting scared." The old man said.
Crim didn't answer and just stood up, looking around the wooden school building. The lack of windows made it difficult to figure out where he was, but oh well, he could just ask the murderer.
"So are you gonna kill me-"
"-Not really, seems like a bother after my experiment worked."
"So can you-" Crim was cut off before he finished.
"Unless you don't follow what I say. Then you know" The man made an x with his fingers and put it onto his face, making Crim recoil back.
'Ah.. There the catch'
"Before you tell me what you want, can I ask which country am I in? America? Canada? Japan?"
The man looked weirded out.
"I don't know what place those are, but aren't you kinda weird? Asking the country instead of questioning the whole, Body change, Death, Horror, BOOO, type stuff?" He said confused, "You quite weird, even for a teen."
Crim sighed.
"I get that a lot. Anyways answer my question."
He shrugged.
"You're in Blandair, a city of gambling, pretty good place to lose your life savings."
'...another world huh?'
He pinched his hand, "Ow."
He looked at the tall man, hurting his neck.
"So can I go back?"
"Yeah, I can make that happen"
The boy had a sad face, with droopy eyes.
"Is that so… Wait you can?"
The boy looked angry this time.
"All I need to tell you how you have to do one thing for me. You know the Patch right? That big continent that is said to have been opened by some god splitting the sea. I want you to go there."
'Hmm, seems bothersome.'
"Okay then, how the fuck do I get there? And don't gimme that, the light shall guide you the way, bullshit.
The man looked at him weirdly, both of these individuals were not normal, was something wrong with their heads?
What kind of fucking teenager would be this nonchalant to all these events? Are they mentally okay?
"Umm" he looked confused again, the conversation was very awkward, even for the child murderer, "You can just take a train there, for like a few golds."
Hearing that the boy sighed, and started to scavenge the backpack the body had before dying, barely managing to scrape a few silver-like coins from it, and a few nose hairs.
'...This bastard was poor as hell'
Angry he pocketed the few coins and looked at a phone in the backpack, this might help him.
He opened the phone and used the face ID, strangely it worked despite his hair changing.
He scavenged through the passwords in the notes and played a few games the man had, meanwhile, the murderer who strangely felt weirded out by the kid said, "I will see you again… In the Patch, where I shall reveal the secrets of the world."
And then he disappeared, 'What is he count Dracula?'
Ignoring the man he opened the contacts app, and there were 3 contacts.
That Motherfuckers.
That Bitch.
And Little Sis.
Wow, he seems popular. The New Crim thought.