"He's not waking up!"
"Somebody call 911,"
…
"Where's his pulse!"
"How is this body moving without a pulse?"
"He's not even conscious should he even be in the er and not the morgue," says the point surgeon. "I think we should cut him open and see what's going on inside."
Right before they cut me open a light in the place shattered, then a table was flung across the room then the point surgeon not able to control his movements brings the knife towards his neck chanting бог смерти возродится (the god of death will be reborn) until he slit his throat.
Abruptly an earthquake like no other started shaking the entire area and the blood that the surgeon lost was absorbed in the floor. Then a purple translucent light shone brightly and a hand that was black and covered in what looked like obsidian grabs my torso and a man who looks like he belongs in a designer magazine walks out of the violet rift and rips me apart eating my body parts and drinking my blood. After finishing, he stares at the little remaining blood and says, "forgive me later, master, for interfering." Then he walks back over into the portal.
"So dying?" He states out loud.
I think to myself, "yeah dying, you fucking asshat. You demolished my body!"
"I asked for your forgiveness, though?"
"Wait, you can hear me?" I say.
"Yes, your highness, I am a demon of upper class A. My name is Vadamir,"
"Ok, if you can hear me, can you explain to me what happened? All I remember is I was asleep last night, then I was dead."
"Ahhh, details are for losers. you're a demon lord reincarnated in human form. You were blessed by 2 various gods from 2 distant realms. Trust me, your powers when you develop up are going to be so amazing. I look forward to watching you develop, young master."
"But did you have to eat me?" I shout.
"Yes. I did, otherwise you wouldn't have been able to cross realms."
"Well, where are we?" As I glance at my surroundings, I see a glass orb with a red resin like substance floating around inside it. The table was made of a huge chunk of what looked like obsidian. There were no chairs or anything. When I turn around I ask, "Hey Vadamir, what's the glass thing on the obsidian table?"
"Oh that? Ya about that so right now you in what we call the astral plane it is a place between the living and the dead. So that over there is your soul, and underneath it is not a a bar but something you have to consume until you are 15 years old. There is just enough don't eat more than one handful of that devil. core it will enhance your abilities. Oh, speaking of which you can pick 2 unique skills before being reborn, what would you like them to be?"
"The first one is pryokinesis the ability to manipulate fire and poison magic. The second is shadow traveling. Anywhere I've been I can go just by imagining it and walking in a shadow."
"Two very interesting skill picks young master now this is where we must part ways for a while we will meet again soon, oh, and before you leave your parents are mid ranked nobles in their early 20s so try not to lap them before your 10 ok bye now you are being reborn."
"Wait! At least let me know what… why is everything so dark? He already left, didn't he? Fuck Vadamir! I'm going to slap you into the lowest pits of hell!!!"