Chapter 1:

Chapter 1---Reborn

LinKing

A man sat upon a grand throne.

Above his throne have seven small spears — six with moons circling them, and in the very center, the Earth itself.

He wore a white robe with glowing golden markings, shimmering faintly in the dim light. His sharp eyes stared straight at the massive doors in front of him. The entire hall was silent — every seat empty, there no sound.

Then—

BOOM!

A thunderous explosion shattered the great doors into pieces. Smoke spread across the hall as a figure slowly emerged from it.

"So, you were hiding here all this time," the man in the smoke said coldly.

"I searched everywhere. I almost thought you'd fled—like your cowardly companions."

The man on the throne didn't flinch.

He spoke calmly, "The threads of time have finally brought you to me. Now… it's my turn to play."

"Speak louder," the intruder mocked. "Seems like fear has stolen your voice. Did you really think hiding behind that throne would save you?"

"Humans," the throne man sighed, "are always proud of their words. Yet they never realize they shake hands with the every enemy they should fear."

"Hearing that from you almost makes my ears bleed."

"And how is your friend these days?"

"You don't get to talk about him," the intruder snapped. "After what you did… you don't deserve to live."

"People chase desires they can never fulfill," the man on the throne mused, "never realizing those same desires will one day devour them."

"Tch. Enough of this nonsense. I'll take your head and end this."

"Know your place," the man said, standing up slightly. "You've always been beneath my feet."

"Then let's see who stands at the end!"

The intruder drew his sword and swung through the air.

The strike tore the ground apart, a wave of energy crashing toward the throne—

but when the smoke cleared, the man remained untouched.

"Protective barrier?" the attacker spat. "Afraid of my attacks?"

"Shut up."

"huh?"

"You, of all people, dare call me afraid?" His voice grew louder. "You have no idea what I've sacrificed. I am a God."

"Sacrifice?" the intruder laughed bitterly. "You murder innocents and call it sacrifice? Don't make me laugh. You don't even know what family, friendship, or living for someone else truly means, you delusional bastard!"

The man on the throne smiled faintly.

"Perhaps. But watching from above, crushing the insects below me— that is my purpose. Their sacrifices make me divine."

"After all that you've done, you still dare say that?"

He stood up from the throne, eyes glowing like suns.

"Then allow me to erase your sins. Let's see who truly deserves to exist."

He raised his hand, and a sword appeared—

a sharp, elegant blade with a lotus-shaped hilt.

The intruder readied his own.

"Let's see who wins, then."

Their auras burst out — golden clashing against blue, shaking the entire hall.

Throne man raised his sword up, and with that 6 hole appear in his above

"Let the game begin."

Earth

Time: 6:00 PM

Date: 31/10/2025

Weather: 🌧️ Rain

A young man named Roshan stood waiting at a bus station, staring at the road.

"Guess the bus is late again," he muttered. "Should've just left earlier. One extra hour of work and no overtime pay. Now I'll miss the movie too… Chainsaw Man starts at seven."

At last, the bus arrived.

"Finally! Hope I can get a decent seat."

He pushed through the crowd and sat by the window.

"Good, a window seat. Now if the bus just moves fast, I can reach home, watch the movie… and maybe catch the new One Piece episode later."

Outside, dark clouds gathered in the sky.

"Looks like it's gonna rain again. Ugh, when will this season end…"

His phone buzzed.

Rocky: "You coming or what? Movie starts in an hour. Don't be late!"

Bijay: "Told you to take the day off, bro. You never listen."

Roshan smiled and replied:

Roshan: "On the bus already. Will be there soon."

Another message came.

Little Brother: "Big bro! I won first place in the race today! But it wasn't the same without you. When are you coming home? I miss you!"

Roshan's smile softened.

Roshan: "I'll be home soon. Take care of yourself, okay?"

He looked out the window as raindrops began to fall.

Later, when the bus stopped, Roshan stepped out.

The drizzle touched his face.

"Better hurry before it pours. Don't wanna get sick again."

He ran through narrow lanes—

until he froze.

Five men, wearing strange outfits, were cornering three terrified girls.

"Hey!" Roshan shouted. "Don't you guys have any shame? Even in the rain you're harassing girls?"

The men ignored him.

Roshan get closer

"I said I'm talking to you!"

One of them — a big guy in a red shirt — turned around and punched Roshan straight in the face. He fell, blood dripping from his nose. The girls screamed in fear.

"(Damn this man strong)"

The man get clossed grabbed Roshan by the hair.

"Next time, don't stick your nose where it doesn't belong."

"What you're doing is wrong," Roshan groaned.

The man's fist slammed into his stomach, throwing him back.

"Get lost."

But Roshan stood up again.

"Not yet…"

The red-shirted man frowned.

"You just don't learn, huh?"

He signaled two of his men. They rushed at Roshan —

but Roshan dodged, landing a few punches that dropped them both.

The leader charged, but Roshan ducked and countered with a hard blow to the stomach, making the man cough up blood.

Then someone kicked Roshan from behind.

He fell, and all of them started beating him mercilessly.

Roshan's strength faded. Two men held him up while the third pulled out a knife—

and stabbed him in the stomach.

Roshan gasped, eyes wide in pain.

"Idiot! What have you done?!" the leader shouted.

"Boss, I—I stabbed him by mistake!"

"Just run! All of you, RUN!"

They fled into the rain.

Roshan collapsed, clutching his wound as blood poured out.

The girls stood frozen, terrified.

His thoughts blurred.

It hurts so much… why? I'm such an idiot. If I'd just walked away, I'd be fine right now…

(Rain start heavily)

Rain mixed with his blood as it flowed down the street.

His vision dimmed.

I can't see clearly… why does my stomach feel so hot? I just wanted to go home… to see my brother… Mom… Dad… eat Mom's cooking one more time…

One of the girls called the police, but Roshan could no longer hear her.

At least they're safe… that's good enough.

His senses faded.

Guess this is it… In movies, heroes always survive. Guess I'm not one of them.

A faint smile crossed his lips as his eyes closed forever.

Everything turned silent.

There was no pain, no sound, no light — only endless darkness.

So this is death… peaceful, empty… feels like nothing exists here.its really silent i cant hear anything, i never want to go anywhere this really calm,I never expected this happened, now i wait to go hell or heaven,

But suddenly roshan feel so much pressure

But… wait… what's happening?

Why suddenly feels so heavy, what's happening i need get of this.

A crushing force began to pull him from all directions.

Something's dragging me down! I have to—

Roshan's eyes suddenly opened.

Where am I? Is this a hospital? But the ceiling doesn't look like one… Why can't I move? My hands… they're so small…

Then realization struck him.

"No… this can't be…"

He whispered—

"I've been… reborn."

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