A Certain Magical Reincarnation

"Who would have ever thought I'd meet my end like this? In all honesty, it was rather inevitable, wasn't it?"

As time passed, the world around me fell into an eerie silence. My vision dissipated entirely, plunging me into a realm of absolute darkness—an uncharted abyss beyond the realm of life itself.

Tstchu, tstchutstchu.

Out of nowhere, a peculiar sound, reminiscent of pages turning in a book, echoed through the void. Simultaneously, a brilliant light burst forth, accompanied by this enigmatic auditory phenomenon.

Before me, a barrage of diverse images flickered into existence, unfolding like the pages of some cosmic tome. At first, I wondered if this was the fabled "life flashing before your eyes" phenomenon. Yet, something felt awry about these images—these were not recollections from my own existence.

The rapid succession of scenes continued to flash before me, akin to the frames of a cinematic projector. Alongside these visual narratives, my mind became a battleground, besieged by a multitude of voices and emotions that surged and raged within me.

These images bore witness to an alternate world, revealing fleeting glimpses of kingdoms and nations reduced to smoldering ruins, consumed by flames that arose from the depths. Malevolent entities, born from the interstice of realities, took to the skies with tainted breath, unleashing destruction upon the surface of the Earth.

The image shifted once more, revealing a chilling scene—a towering mound of lifeless bodies, a grotesque edifice ascending into the blood-red heavens. At its pinnacle, abyssal eyes with crimson crescent arcs gazed malevolently upon the earth below. Upon a throne constructed from an eerie lattice of bones, the devil himself reclined.
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Chapter One...