Rewrite of the 8 chapters I posted.... 

And if you worry it's gonna be better than the og, well yeah but I'm still an ass writer 

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It was late in the night, the cars were doing their own business. The bright city lights seemed to envelop the relatively dirty pavements and roads. 

A young teen, was sitting beside a bench next to 3 other the same aged individuals, they had come back from a party and were tired. The party itself couldn't have been called legal as freshman were seen drinking alcohol and doing drugs.

Most of the teens were happy at the party, they made it seem like it was not their fast time doing something this illegal.

"What a night!" one of the young men exclaimed. 

"That might have been the best day of my entire life bro!" said another one.

"mmmmm them drugs were straight fire!" the third one nearly shouted. 

This is where we meet our mc, unlike the rest of the teen he didn't share the same enthusiasm as the rest.

"Yeah my house was the best place for all of you to do your drugs, have sex and wreck the place," our mc said. 

"What a way to bring down the mood!" the first one replied, it seemed like someone being unhappy at the prospect of going to prison was an entirely new thing to him. It would be clear as day as to why someone would not want to go or even hear of it. 

"My parents trusted me to take of the house while they were going on their holiday!" our boy said again. 

"And you did! You didn't join in on anything illegal not to mention all you were doing was reading that japanese comic book!" the third one said, "And your brother didn't seem to have a problem with it," the third extra finished

"First of all it's called manga and second of all, I'm sorry for not wanting to get arrest and lastly never come back to my fucking house again!" our boy nearly screamed at him. 

"Watch who your talking to" one of them said

"You don't know who you fucking with Kai, " another one continued. 

The following event could have left oneself in shock, as three teenagers pulled out guns, they looked to be glocks but to determine the model a expert would be needed. 

"What are y-" our boy shouted. This shout did not seem to enter the heads of the teens. They simply glanced at him with that killer look in their eyes. 

One shot was fired, then another, and then another, you get the the point. Our hero was killed right on the spot, bullets sinking through his body. The blood sank through his jade black hoodie and unto the bench.

The people on the pavement proceeded to scram as if it was their last day on this planet. The gun-shots seemingly have triggered the fight of flight instinct ingrained in their mind. 

"You better have deleted my search history brother," our mc muttered. Before blood spattered from his mouth, soaking his jade black hoodie. He fell on to the floor his mind now blank. 

"Fuck you," these were the final words our hero mustered up to say as he descended into the land of the dead. 

But of course his story wasn't just over, far from that, it was merely the end of the beginning. 

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As soon as I closed my eyes, ready to accept death and ascend to heaven, everything changed. Well, to be expected or not because no one truly knows what lies beyond death. Guess I do now! 

Most of my wounds had magically healed and my clothes were no longer soaked in that salty smelling red liquid called blood. I was surprised but at the same time I wasn't. I didn't want to act like those isekai mc's when they get reincarnated. 

It was really annoying when they just kept on asking stupid questions instead of just fucking adapting. It didn't take a genius to know you had died, so instead of going with the flow you decide to act like some two year old who lost his mother. Why can't they just accept that there is an after-life?! Maybe it was to add a sense of realism but all it did was just create a bunch of useless chapters of the mc being dumb. 

Considering how I had just been involved in a shooting and died like a dog, my mind should be in shambles and I should have ptsd of where if I even imagine what a gun looks like I turn into some asylum freak. But that wasn't the case, I remembered all of it and stayed perfectly calm. 

Well enough on my past life, lets see what post-death is like!

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short chapter only around 800 words(so cooked) 

Prolly won't post any shit for an entire week. Not like anyone cares my writing shit anyway 

This is a re-write as said before, and we haven't even moved into the real world but I want to get some reader and mc bonding as soon as possible, so that's the reason I planted a few jokes(paragraphs) 

ahaha I need a proof-reader anyone wanna hop on the ride fr 

If you do, I'll give you something a lil special.... heh