I was a 17 year old high school student. I got a lot of good grades in my classes, so good that people were starting to call me a prodigy.
Just kidding. I actually failed every class I had.
Peoplesay I have no future, but whatever, unemployment is the best way to live a life anyways. I thought to myself while walking home after another shitty day at school.
It took me 30 minutes to arrive home. My house wasn't small, but it wasn't big either, just average. It had three rooms and a living room.
As I was walking through the living room on the way to my room, I smelled something very weird, my little sister was cooking again.
Last time she cooked something, she almost set the entire house on fire, so I had to stop her this time before it was too late.
I walked to the kitchen and saw her there. She was a short girl with light brown hair, wearing pink pajamas, looking like the average 8 year old.
I snuck behind her with the purpose of scaring her.
"Ahhhh!" I yelled while grabbing her arms with force.
"..."
No reaction from her whatsoever.
Then she turned around to face me. I looked into her eyes. They were blue as always, but something deep inside them seemed off. They were empty and inhuman in some way. They looked more like the eyes of a dead person than someone alive and well.
I was taken aback by her eyes.
"Is everything alright?" I asked, still holding both her arms forcefully.
"What's wrong?!" No answer.
I waited for a response as I heard a loud noise from one of the rooms. It sounded like something crashed into a wall.
I flinched, and suddenly my legs started to shake.
Finally, my sister spoke. "M-Mama is dead."
I froze. I thought I was just hearing things for a moment, but then I focused.
"Tell me everything you know."
"..."
No answer again.
Realizing I wouldn't get an answer, I ran toward my parents' room and saw it there. It was my mother's dead body, lying there with no sign of life.
She was a woman in her 40s, light brown hair like my sister's, but longer. She was lying dead on her stomach.
I walked slowly toward the body to confirm that it was really her. Of course, I knew it was, but my mind was so deluded at that moment that I just couldn't accept it.
I turned her body around to see her face.
Her skull was crushed, her entire body aside from it was fine. But again, she was dead.
Then I heard noises of clapping behind me. I turned around to see where it was coming from. And I saw someone, someone I had never met before. His menacing appearance made the hairs on my arms stand up.
He was tall, 2 meters at least. His hair was spiky and black, and he wore a mask that looked a lot like a crow.
Then he spoke. "Here you are. I finally found you, my lord."
He bowed his head to me.
Huh? Is he talking to me?Huh? I thought.
"What's up with you? Why aren't you answering?"
His voice sounded menacing, so scary that it made my legs shake from fear.
"W-Who are you?" I asked with a shaky voice.
"Huh? Don't you remember me?" he asked back.
I shook my head quickly.
He looked at me as if he understood the situation and said, "Wait, isn't it you? The reincarnation of the Death Emperor Torvald?"
I shook my head in fear.
"That's weird. He has the same aura and look his reincarnation was supposed to have," he mumbled to himself.
He continued, "So I guess he's not in this world either."
I just stood there, frozen, with no thoughts whatsoever.
Then he said the scariest thing I could have ever imagined him saying: "So, you aren't him. Now that you have seen my face and you know His Highness' reincarnation secret, I must kill you."
I tried to run, but my legs froze in place.
Without even being able to see it, I felt something cut through my stomach. It was his hand.
My vision became blurry. I tried so hard to stay awake, but it was too late. I was dead.