It's a late into the night. Bars are closing and a guy is just walking out of his favorite bar. He was just walking back home after having his nightly drink of a Michelob Ultra. It tastes a bit better than the other beers and that night he really needed one. It's his birthday and he just found out that his war buddy just died. Brain aneurism. Quiet. Clean. No pain. He was just alone now. Walking down the street to just chill at the near by lake. He was just gonna chill for awhile. Clear his head. The dear ol' truck-kun decided to hit him sending his body straight into tall wide oak tree that was the small towns local tourist attraction. Blood spread everywhere from the initial impact and the tree. When he hit that tree. His blood soaked into the trees roots.all he could think about was his time with his friends. War is easy. Peace is hard.
"Heh heh can't believe I survived war to only come home and get smacked by truck-kun the next day. How hilarious is that." I coughed up blood and had a bitter laugh to myself. "Maybe being reincarnated into the hunger games would have been better. At least their everything was simpler. And straight forward.who knows maybe a deity will grant me a few boons like my friends and I would joke. I've always like Katniss's drive and the flames that burned in her eyes. People started a revolution but no one cared enough to support her. Can't expect to send a child to hell and expect them to be god. So who knows maybe she'll choose to be with me. I'll make us strong." That was my last thought as I closed my eyes and cried.
The next time I could see I was sitting down in front of a man in armor. Scared face piercing
red eyes like molten lava. Hair as gold as the sun.
"Mortal." He says " I heard your plea. Tell me. Why that world?" He asks with genuine curiosity.
"Because that world is pure." I responded. "Wether it be greed, power, corruption. It doesn't matter it's pure with clear intentions." I said.
"Hmmm that's an interesting perspective." He responds.
I looked up in thought. "Sir I gotta ask, what now?"
He contemplated what to do for a few moments before speaking. "Let's make it so that you can be reincarnated into The Huger Games. What would you want? What would you do?"
I start to think about what I may want or need. "How about a combative system that comes with a shop function that I can get anything from anywhere in the multiverse and an inventory. The super soldier serum is given to me at birth and shows as I grow. Wink wink." I stated my demands for the deity in front of me and he barks laughing at me. Not mocking but genuinely.
"Mortal you're hilarious to think that the serum would be used in this manner." He can't help but laugh.
"Hey if I'm gonna die between ages 12-18 I might as well give a reason for it and become the envy of man while I'm at it." I respond with a casual smile that took the deity by surprise and he barked laughing madly. "I believe this. Damn, oh my friend believe me you'll due great. I've seen your background and know about your experiences both on the battlefield and in the bedroom. Not spying just something we instantly know when we deities come into contact with mortal souls." He responds with a genuine smile. "Enough of that conversation now continue your demands young one." He ordered with a casual wave of his hand.
I don't answer immediately because I start think and apologize for it and try to think of anything that could give me an edge. Then I make up my mind. "I'd like for all my memories of the hunger games to be locked until my first eligibility for the hunger games. For me to grow healthy as an orphan. My father and mother were close to the Everdeen family in D12. They took me in and taught me hunting alongside Kat and have a high possiblity of being in love together. My family is known for protecting and feeding the district children. For the possibility of earning my District's trust, and more importantly their love and respect. I know how to deal with mental trauma from my past life and will implement it this'll help with my personality change when I come home. To have Itatchi's combat skills and experiences." I stated my final requests after thinking about what may be easier for me to keep in my own control depending on how much I need to train and sometimes the simplest is the best. His sneak skill is god tier but more importantly he can use bladed weapons at close to mid range. This will help me win better. No matter the arena stealth kills are always better.
The deity contemplates what I've asked he said it was possible but I'd still have to keep up my training in order to maintain my combat readiness. That'd he'd even give me a surprise.
I joke with him a bit more not caring about the situation if it was a dream or not just a casual conversation with a deity. After an unknown amount of time and laughter we said our goodbyes and I blackout.
"What an interesting mortal. Maybe I'll keep an eye on him. Who knows maybe he'll release me from boredom this time around." He says thinking about our conversation we had moments ago and fades away with a small genuine smile.
"Till next time my child. Live to the fullest." He says in a whisper as he's completely gone now.
When I reawaken again I was in a small room. Memories fully awakened from both lives. My name in this new life is…