Hello my name is or atleast it was Benjamin Crowley. I used to work for some big company but most of my colleagues were just idiots. Now I have to warn you of a few things first.
Number one: I am recently deceased.
Number two: I happen to be addicted to fanfiction. I haven't read an original book in three years.
And finally number three: I should be dead.
Now why would I say that, if I already stated that I am deceased. So here is the thing. On a regular day, a Wednesday if I remember correctly, I was on my way to work.
My job is in the organization department, we handle the phone contracts, several maintenance issues and more. We were a small part of the company, just about ten people. But with the exception of two employees, me included, everyone else worked only part-time. So while everyone else worked only 35 or less hours, the two of us had to work 40 hours per week and yet we were still being paid less.
Quite frankly speaking I hated the company itself as well. Not for any specific reasons but just because.
On my way there I imagined ways to fake either my death or being sick, as one does when one works full-time in a company and position one doesn't want to work in.
So, sitting behind the wheel of my car, I got a little bit lost in my fantasy and couldn't react fast enough to dodge the incomming truck. Honestly speaking, I was not really surprised. This part of my workroute has always been dangerous and I did have a few close calls before.
Anyway, when I crashed into the truck only two things went through my head. The first was how the truck was going to "kiss me goodnight". The second was the front window.
It gets weird from here on out. I was not drifting in an endless void as many fanfic-reincarnated say they did. But instead I was seemingly falling down from somewhere high up. Maybe I was on the way to hell, which wouldn't be out of my expectation, considering my search history.
As I continued falling I tried to turn around to see we're I was going, but nothing worked. So I just gave up and closed my eyes. After all there is really no point in trying if it doesn't change anything.
After some time, I couldn't possibly tell how long exactly, I was suddenly startled awake. I couldn't find what had caused it, but I didn't have to wait long before something new happened.
I finally hit the ground. It was uneven and rocky which might explain why if felt like my spine was snapped. It was already a miracle that I didn't have a concussion. Anyway after laying there for a few minutes I managed to get up and look around.
Black obsidian was everywhere. There was the glow of hot lava in the distance. I was alone. There was no-one around, not even dustparticles. Suddenly I feel something grab the back of my neck. I was violently turned around and was forced to look at something that shouldn't be. In front of me was a throne, dark, cracked under the weight of time and power of the being sitting in it. The being had fur or was it just darkness clinging to its skin? There where several eyes of different colors scattered around it's body with the main pair sitting at the front of its face.
"Who are you?" the being asked. It sounded deep and resonated within my bones but it didn't appear to have a mouth. Looking closer it might not even be breathing.
"I would like you to answer me now." said it. It was clear it was losing it's patience already.
"Crowley, my name is Crowley, sir? Madam?"
"Smart desicion to not tell me your first name Crowley, but I do not intend to harm you. You are my first visitor in a long time. Would you like some tea?" the being responded. It was oddly polite and seemed genuine. Though I didn't know where it would get tea from, considering this place looked like water evaporated here immediately.
" What kind of tea? Also my first name is Benjamin."
"Thank you for the honest answer Mr. Crowley, for the matter of tea, I am sorry but I can only offer you firewater with a hint of grapefruit. And for your information, I don't identify as either Mr. Crowley. My father always called me his hellspawn when he talked about me and I am quite comfortable with it."
The hellspawn said, while grabbing two teacups from somewhere, filling them with what could only be lava and mixing something inside.
I chose to just sit back and watch.
After a short time the tea was ready. As claimed by the person in front of me. They handed me the smaller cup, sat down on their throne and held it in their hands for a while, seemingly enjoying the warmth of it.
Meanwhile I was sitting there, my hands practically charcoal with the cup on the floor in front of me. It realy was to hot to hold in my hands. It took a lot of time until it was cooled down enough for me to lift. My hands had already recovered from before but were still sensitive so the warmth. I tried it. While yes, my mouth felt like it was being cooked at the beginning it changed rapidly into a smoother and more welcome feeling the more I drank.
"So what now? While I enjoyed the tea and this unexpected visit of mine. I would really like to know what happens now." was the first thing I said after both of us finished the our cups.
"Yes yes, I agree. While your presence was more than welcome, I think you need to get going." started the being.
"You will be reincarnated into a world you are familiar with. In your case the world of Percy Jackson. No, you don't get any wishes, yes I can hear your thoughts. Can I continue to explain or are you going to continue thinking about pink fluffy unicorns?"
While yes I was surprised to learn that the hellspawn had been reading my mind...
"Can you stop with this inner monolog! I would like to explain what's going to happen now!" Rude to interrupt my thoughts but okay. Let's get it over with.
"Finally! So no wishes, but you will get a system. Will it be one of those OP ones? No? Atleast I don't think so. Yes you will be a demigod or atleast a member of the mythology. But almost all of this will be decided by the lucky wheel. Just wait. This will only take a second."
The being pulled out a smartphone and typed something in before lifting it to where it's ears must be.
" Who are you calling? " I asked out of curiosity." "My husband. We will have to go to him anyway so why not call beforehand."