"E—Emily... I like you!" A black-haired aged seven confessed his cheeks flushing red as the words escaped his lips, a shy smile played on his lips
"Ah— you fucked up..." A floating man mumbled his eyes looking at the innocent kid with pity as though knowing what would come next.
The blonde-haired girl who formerly had a smile on her face suddenly frowned upon hearing what the boy said, her face squeezed almost making her look disgusting and different from her former beautiful self.
"What did you say? You like me? Ewww!" Emily said looking at the poor boy with utter disgust her words leaving him in shock, "You thought just because we played that a ugly dog like you deserves to like someone like me?!" She continued her voice stern, the boy couldn't help but open his mouth in shock.
"Tsk! To think such words came out of a seven year old..." The floating man who seemed invisible to the kids mumbled, a tinge of anger sounding in his voice before it lowered and he let out a sigh.
"I—I thought you liked me..." The boy stammered his voice shaking with pain as he stared at the Emily with confused eyes.
In response the Emily's face squeezed more as she replied, "How stupid could one be to like a discarded enitity such as yourself?" The boy's face shurnk as his already shaky body fell to the floor weak.
"Again I ask how did a seven year old know these words?" The man mumbled as he watched the boy's reaction with pity and slolwy the scene faded from his eyes like a movie.
"Robber! He's a robber!" A voice sounded and slolwy a new scene popped up this time it was an older version of the small boy around the age of thirteen.
"Ah I remember this one..." The floating man mumbled as he watched the ongoing scene, his mind already aware of the event that wad about to happen.
The young boy had been passing by when he saw a dollar on the floor, be had picked it up and wanted to return it but the man had "Mistaken" him for a robber.
"P—Please stop! I'm not a robber!" The boy pleaded with swollen lips and brusies about his body, he didn't want to be beaten continously anymore fearing his death.
"Then tell me what are you huh?! When you see a suspicious looking person holding a dollar that was not his and was trying to return it with a knife what do you call them?!" The man replied making the floating man chuckle but in a pained tone.
"I saw the dollar on the floor! And I never held a knife!!!" The boy yelled tears streaming down his face but instead of pity this earned him free kicks and punches.
"If you didn't hold a knife then what were you holding in your pocket?!" The man retroted with a sneer, "I just have a habit of putting my hands in my pocket! People do that!!!" The boy yelled veins popping up from his head, this made his attackers pause in thought looking at each other before shrugging and going back to beating the boy once again.
The scene slolwy faded and changed into a new one this time the floating man could be seen crying, tears and snot filled his face as he held he climbed a stool and positioned a rope at his neck.
"Fuck them all!" The man cursed as he kicked the stool and let his body hang above it, "Fuck I'm dying!" The man mumbled through his tight throat his head was steaming red as he struggled to remove the rope but failed, in his last moments he couldn't help but feel regret... Just then a light enveloped him.
[Back to current]
"So watching these tapes about you don't you feel irritated and undeserving of your life and even a second chance?" A breath taking beauty questioned her tone carrying a hint to disgust as he arms squeezed the white fabric that covered her body.
"Nope" The man replied curtly his tone unhinged as he stared at the woman with a face devoid of emotion this made the woman blaze with fury as she stared at him.
"In all my centuries, I,Goddess Lyla, haven't seen a soul as undeserving of such a chance as you!" The woman bellowed her tone shaking and her composure on the thread of breaking.
"I don't really care... According to what you told me you have to send me to your world with a gift and you the law doesn't care if you like me or not" The man replied his voice sluggish and his expression unreadable making the woman more annoyed but she quickly calmed down.
"You are correct... The law does state that I do have to send you to my world with a gift wether I like it or not... Which means the gift must be at least one and it doesn't matter which race you reincarnate as" The Goddess said a chilling smile creeping on her face as she stared at the man her tounge licking her lips.
"Oh shit... I feel like something bad is about to happen" The man mumbled as he stared at the so called Goddess helplessly.