Hiya, former lurker here! I’ve always loved stories and light novels with the iseikai trope. Ya know, the ones where a copy paste male protagonist is somehow reincarnated/sent to another word set in a middle ages like civilization with different races, magic, ect. They usually have some OP ability or trait, build a harem, conquer the world and become a benevolent dictator... you get the drift. This story is basically going to have the same template, minus the OP-ness and with a bit more flavor -.^ Enjoy!
-Volume 1, Chapter 1 Part 1: Processing-
Ugh, I should have never accepted this job.
Savros had been going through reincarnation requests for six entire days without break. It wasn’t as if these work hours were unusual, well not for hm at least, but he had been expecting something a bit more glamorous. He was a God’s Familiar after all, but the work he was given seemed like that of lowly support staff. Thankfully he only had one more request for the day.
“Okay okay, let’s see what we have here…early death, tragic accident.The request meets enough requirements, bring them in.”
Alan Conway had been waiting in this hallway for the last 2 days. When he had first arrived the hall had been packed with thousands of souls like him. All of them were small floating orbs giving off different levels of brightness. Some were darker, and others lighter, but most were various hues of grey. Alan happened to be slightly light grey.
The hall was a bright white with only a single yet luxurious black carpet leading to a giant crystal door. Through the door came the radiance of the sun. Many beams of light were split through the door, causing the room to be covered in rainbows. The brilliance and beauty had astounded him at first, but that was short lived. After waiting this long he was simply bored.
Rather than communicate with the other souls, Alan had kept to himself. Thinking that anything said here would likely be irrelevant after reincarnation.
Just as his consciousness was about to doze off the giant doors opened. He quickly jumped up giddy that his turn had finally come, then was promptly quashed between the door and the wall. Despite thousands of others going before him, he hadn’t paid attention to the fact that the doors opened outward.
Savros looked out into the empty hallway. Huh, I was sure that there was one more. Perhaps this was the first of the next batch.
“Close the doors”
“Hey, hold on!! WAIT!!”
A small grey orb was caught between the giant doors.
“Ah, open. Sorry about that, didn’t notice you there”
The small orb became slightly darker in frustration as it squirmed in between the doors
“It’s okay”, said the soul, “let’s just get this over with.”
“I couldn’t agree with you more.”, Savros agreed. He then motioned for the small soul to follow.
The Familiar did not seem all that brilliant, In fact to Alan he looked like a standard business clerk. A tall thin man in a suit with glasses and short dark hair. Were it not for the divine glow around him, he would have never guessed that this being was a Familiar of a God.
They walked to a small dark corner that had a singular chair.
“Okay, we are only going to do this once, so listen closely.” He then continued in a monotonous tone, “Hello, my name is Savros, and I will be your guide through reincarnation. I am sure you have many questions, but please save them for after the briefing. Do you understand?”
The orb nodded
“Good. First of all, you are dead. Yes dead. Whatever afterlife you may or may not have believed in is irrelevant. You will not be sent there. Second, As you seemed to have died a relatively early death at the age of..”, Savros looked down at the file before looking back at the soul with a slight scowl ,“Really? 26 years? That’s what they are calling early now? Why are you even here?”.
A worried look spread across the soul.
“Ugh, calm down, It would be more work to send you away. As long as your death was tragic and there are no unforeseen problems, I’ll let you through.”
Savros came closer and poked the soul.
“Uwaah!! Why are you poking me?!”
“Just making sure you aren’t actually the spawn of a Demon or a Champion. They can slip through sometimes when the system doesn’t recognize it. Anyway, you seem to be clear. Now we just have to go through your entire life, then we can both get out of here.”
“M-my entire life?”
“Yes, entire life. No worries. I’ve seen it all, and by the color of your soul, it couldn’t have been anything too bad.”
The soul seemed to be blushing, perhaps in shame or embarrassment, but that was ignored as Savros issued a command silently, and the dark wall in front of Alan lit up with memories.