NEW YORK CITY
a little bit after noon
A couple could be seen walking down the streets of New York, the man, a rich brown skinned man, luscious dark hair, a face not to handsome, standing strinkingly taller than his counterpart at 6'5, his face, thought while not "model worthy" or "relationship breaking" could still turn heads once a while, his expression, one of utter boredom..
"Omoh Uju, wetyn be this na" he asked in his deep male tone
"You dey calm down nah, na you dey para say you wan show this place, why you come dey complain now?" Said the lady "Uju"..
Standing at a height of 5'5 she's quite short, which made for quite the image when paired with the man(her younger brother), her black hair falling freely down to her lower back, carrying herself with an effortless grace that screamed "INDEPENDENT WOMAN"..
"Ehen na, I say I wan show, but no be to dey follow you waka upandan" the male, Dindu, replied
"Ju, na just milk we wan go buy, na America you dey oo, why you no wan act normal"
"Omoh normal na for who normal, dama me never claim normal for my life before" he replied while putting his hands behind his head
A/N: This conversation is on pidgin English, something common in Nigeria, and he(mc) will use it alot, so if you guys will be needing interpretations let me know(tho I believ the conversation is self explanatory)..
"AHHHHHHHHHHHH, my baby!!!!! Someone help my baby!!!!"
A manic scream broke off their conversation, as they turned to look behind them to a scene that stunned dindu, an avid novelist and anime watcher
There, on the road, a little girl holding a plush toy, having scraped her knee, crying, whilst a speeding truck barrels towards her..
Nothing screamed, ISEKAI other than seeing a truck-kun
"Ju!!! Do something, help that girl fast" his sister, Uju, urged..
"You say wetyn?" He asked, looking at her like she'd gone crazy..
"I said, help that girl now, look she's injured and a truck is coming" she was frantic..
"Exactly!!!" He replied as if obvious, "A TRUCK is coming, and you say I should do something keh? You well? Ahbi something dey do you? I look like captain America Ahbi iron man? I'm black, I be proper naija man, why I go see die, come decide say I wan die the die? I look like say I no normal to you????shey i tell you say I wan isekai? I tell you say I no like my current life nii? Let some captain America wannabe help her, after all, Whitmen are good at courting death" he scoffed, turned on around, and just as he was about to walk off…
"Huhhh"
"Oh my God"
"He saved her!!!"
Exclamations brought him to a halt, turning back, he saw it,
A young man, striking blonde hair, athletics build, chiseled features, cradling the young girl after pulling her off the road and saving her and himself from doom..
'Captain America strikes again' he scoffed internally 'really thought I was bout to watch a real life isekai, what a bummer' he sighed mentally, and decided to walk off..
"JUNIOR!!!!!!!!!!!!" His sister screamed in utter horror
But before he could understand what's happening,
Bammmmmmmm
*CRASH*
Another speeding truck, after swerving a wrong curve, collided directly into him
His last thoughts,
'How is this even possible guy, I'm fucking Nigerian, we don't do isekai shit'
No fear, no panic, just clear annoyance
'If I catch the bastard behind this sorry as book , he no go like wetyn I go do am' he swore as his minded drifted into unconscious, a scary and unshakable belief in himself that death was claiming him, but just sending him elsewhere against his own will….
A/N: Hello everyone, this book is new, I consider it new anyway, it's a take on how a Nigerian would view reincarnation and all that, there'll be a lot of pidgin english(anybody familiar with Nigeria will understand) but if at any point it gets confusing
Let me know, I'll try to interpret as much as I can..
Anyway, I'm in a contest
So gimme power
Gimme lots of power
Add to collecting if you like it..