It was a cool summer breeze, birds chirping, people roaming the city in peace—
and then it hit.
A deafening BANG shattered the calm.
A grey apartment building billowed smoke into the sky, windows rattling from the impact.
And the cause?
An egg.
More specifically, one idiot trying to cook an egg.
That idiot was Yuzuki Jin, age seventeen.
He died a tragic death… and was immediately humiliated all over the internet. News channels rushed to report breaking headlines like:
"Seventeen-year-old high school student dies cooking an egg what an idiot!"
From above, Jin watched in horror.
"HUH!? THAT'S WHAT YOU REPORT!?" he screamed from the heavens.
Next to him, God tried to hold in his laughter. His shoulders shook, his cheeks puffed, and then
He burst out laughing.
So hard that Jin lost it and pummeled him.
God coughed, got up, dusted himself off and said,
"Okay, okay, I'm sorry! But you gotta admit, it was funny.
Anyway, I do feel bad for you. Especially because… well… I was the reason you died."
Jin froze.
"HUH!? YOU'RE THE REASON I DIED!?"
God nodded proudly.
"Well of course! I wanted to see what happens when you shoot a giant firestorm into a person's house. Thanks to your sacrifice, I finally answered a long-lasting question."
"THAT'S NOT SOMETHING TO TEST ON A HUMAN!!!"
God ignored him.
"Before you get emotional, I have a proposal. Not the marriage kind. An offer."
Jin sighed. "What kind of offer…?"
God jumped into the air and a huge screen appeared behind him, showing several glowing options:
Travel to another world
Live your same life, but rich
Go to heaven and live like a king
Jin's eyes sparkled.
God raised his arms and spoke in a majestic voice:
"You shall pick one of the offers I present. Once chosen, you cannot go back."
Jin cleared his throat and shouted,
"I pick the first one!"
God blinked.
"Wait— that's too fast. Are you sure?"
"Yes. I'm sure."
The sky darkened. Strange ancient chants echoed:
"shy… ly… by… to man's… reinforcement…"
A blinding flash swallowed everything. Jin felt weightless, then heavy, then.
He opened his eyes.
He wasn't an adult anymore.
He was a baby.
Maids surrounded him, along with several old men whose bald heads shone brighter than the mayor's shoes.
"Okay everyone, step away from the child. He needs space," someone commanded.
They all spun around.
It was the man himself Lorraine De Winters, head of the Winters family.
And apparently…
Jin's new father.
The crowd fled the room instantly.
Lorraine watched them go and muttered,
"What a bunch of pussies."
Then he picked the baby up gently.
"My boy," he said softly, "Leon De Winters."
The newborn Jin stared up at his enormous father in absolute horror.
OH SHIT. I guess I'm Leon now… but forget that— WHO THE HELL IS THIS GIANT!?