11:50 PM, August 22, 2016
In an apartment in Chicago, a boy of around 18 had just finished reading the last chapter of bleach.
"Man... what a wholesome chapter..."
"Heck, the entire series was peak... but still, yhwach's death was quite unexpected."
The boy spoke to himself as he exited his house, and headed to the supermarket in front of his house.
11:55 PM
"Ahhh...~ that hit the spot. Nothing like drinking Coke at nighttime after finishing a good manga."
*HONK!!!!*
The boy took a step forward, when glaring lights blinded him. He froze as he saw a massive truck barreling towards him at high speed, horns blazing, and the driver half drunk.
"Wow... is that you truc-"
*BOOM*
*WHOOSH*
The poor guy couldn't even finish his sentence before he was ragdolled to the afterlife.
And so, our protagonist got truck-sekai'ed to the afterlife.
*Ding!*
Time - 12:00 AM
Soul administered - Loading...
Soul administered from - Chicago, Illinois, USA
Soul reaper alerted!
*DING!*
Soul reaper alert intercepted!
Celestial being intervened!
*RIPPP!*
In the air above the accident, an gigantic hole was torn from the fabric of space and time. A drunk celestial being appeared from the hole.
"*hic* Oh man... another victim... *hic* I should stop drinking these damn human's alcohols. they're too *hic* strong."
The man raised his hand and from the body of the dead boy, a writhing mystical mass, cyan in color rose.
"Oh boy. He's got high Dharma value... man... what a drag..."
The celestial grumbled as he and the writhing mass vanished into the hole behind him.
__The Soul Palace__
A portal opened in the throne room and the celestial entered, throwing the writhing mass he brought along with him to a machine in the corner. He then proceeded to ascend the throne and sat down in a regal position.
"Begin" The celestial said, raising his hand ever so slightly.
*WHIRRR*
*CLANK, CLANK*
The sound of gears turning and systems loading filled the once quiet throne room. However, as soon as it had begun, the sound of the machines died down.
*WHIRRR*
*WHOOSH*
The door of the machine opened and there stood our protagonist, no longer a writhing mass of mystical what-ever that was.
The boy opened his eyes.
"Wh-Where am I!?"
"In the throne-room of the soul emperor. Now shut up and listen."
The boy opened his mouth to speak, but no words came out. He promptly closed it again.
"Good." The celestial began, "You are now in the presence of the soul emperor, the one with control over souls of the deceased and also the one in charge of reincarnation. You dying was a mistake. One made by yours truly. However, rejoice. I now give you a chance at reincarnation. I've had the liberty of going through your memories and have come to an conclusion. you seem to like mangas, don't you?"
The boy nodded hastily
"Good. Hence, I have taken two whole minutes out of my precious time to make you a deal. i will reincarnate you into another world with powers of your favorite characters. However, beware these will be decided by my soul gacha."
'Ill be rigging the choices tbh... but I ain't telling him that.'
"So... do you accept this gracious offer of mine.?" The celestial asked.
The boy felt his voice return, but didn't speak. His mind was working overtime trying to make sense of everything happening to him.
"So... um, let me get my facts straight. I'm... dead? and your the soul emperor... basically like a god of the dead... like hades...? and you also micromanage reincarnations... wow... man..."
The boy mumbled to himself as he stared at the celestial with wide eyes.
*SMACK*
The boy slapped himself to calm down. His head was filled with memories. memories of the orphanage he was born and brought up in, of the school life he had gone through, of the collage life he had briefly experienced. He shook his head and looked at the celestial.
"Alright, fuck this. I'm ready. Where do i spin?"
The celestial grinned and snapped his fingers. A large wheel appeared in front of the boy.
"Begin" The celestial said.
The wheel started spinning on its own. as it spun, the boy could vaguely make out names like 'avengers', 'Ben-10', 'DMC', 'My Hero Academia', etc.
His eyes widened as he realized he was being transmigrated (is this the right word?) to an world from earth's numerous fictions. He swore he read 'Romeo Juliet' as well.
The boy's heart rose to his throat as the wheel came to a slow stop.
*DING!*
Soul Gacha ended!
Results -
World - Black clover
Powers - Bleach
*Ding!*
Beginning soul transmutation~!
Dear Soul, enjoy your new life in the other world!
And with that the boy felt himself losing consciousness. However, he gritted his teeth and shouted at the celestial.
"Oi! you numbskull! you said you'll give me powers! bleach is too abstract of a concept to be called a power damn it!"
The celestial just grinned and wiggled his fingers in a bye as he stuck his tongue out.
*WHOOSH!*
*SHAAAA!*
*VMMMMM!*
The sound of machinery filled the room as the electronics transmigrated his soul to the world of black clover.