Gray Galaxy had lived a normal life. He had good friends, a loving family, even a girlfriend and a job he hated.
His life was great, no worries of any kind. But recently, his friends introduced to a genre of anime that suprised him, Isekai.
The hero dies and gets reincarnated into another world, you know Isekai.
Gray thought it was bullshit.
"Like who is watching this bullshit."
"This could never happen, even if it's fiction!!."
Gray would always say, constantly annoying his friends.
He wasn't being a jerk or rude, no. In fact he loved anime, his the type of person to have anime posters , figures and more all in his room.
But Isekai just didn't make sense to him, especially the concept of "TRUCK-KUN!".
The legendary character that has sent many to the afterlife. To him, Truck - Kun was absolute ass.
"How can a truck send to the after life.", he would say.
"It's impossible!." He would say.
His friends got so mad one day that they actually told him they hope he gets killed by TRUCK-KUN.
He just laughed and waves off their attempt at scaring him.
TIME : 19 : 07 pm
LOCATION : Gray's House.
Gray was relaxing with his girlfriend Mia, it's was his turn to be romantic this week and he had the bright idea of watching some Isekai.
So he put on some Jobless Reincarnation and watched with Mia, pulling her closer as a gesture.
As they watched the first episode, the main Character (Rudeus) had just got hit by TRUCK-KUN.
"Okay, okay, this is bullshit!!" He exclaimed, the disappointment I'm his tone audible.
Mia just rolled her eyes, not interested in hearing his weaning and bullshit.
"Geez don't watch it then, cause for God's sake stop complaining!" She said, tired of his attitude.
"If you don't like it, don't watch it." She said, leaning away from him and onto the other armrest.
Gray felt annoyance and anger, he got up and decided to take a walk outside.
"I'll be back, let me just clear my head a bit." He said, his tone angry.
Mia didn't even register his words, her focus on the show infront of her .
Gray grumbled and grabbed his phone and headsets. He moved through the hallway like a wolf on the hunt, his mind focused. Looking into the kitchen as he walked.
But then, he noticed the large bag of trash leaning against the wall.
'Ugh, fuck, I forgot to take out the trash...Great just wonderful!!' he thought to himself .
He walked into the kitchen, grabbed the heavy bag and dragged across the floor, the unknown juices spilling onto his carpet.
He opened the front door and dragged the bag out, kicking the door with enough force to damage the lock.
The plastic bag tore and reaped across the ground, leaving trash and whatever juices it contained.
After a few minutes of grunts and pats, he finally manages to put the trash bag in the bin. He notices the trash left behind and swear under his breathe.
"Fuck, you have to be ..." He whispered to himself, not wanting to make himself more angry.
As he walked forward, his nose wrinkled at the smell, and by the grace of fate, he slipped and landed face first into the trash and juices.
'you have got to be kidding me!, you have got to be kidding me!! You have got to be fucking kidding me!!!!!!' he repeated to himself, over and over and over again.
Some entering his mouth. The juices sticking to his glasses.
Gray's breathing became quick, his fists clenched so hard it hurt.
He bit his lower lip, drawing blood, he stood up, shaking frithe rage. He was about to crash out, twek maybe.
But with whatever willpower left, he didn't. He just cleaned himself and picked up the trash.
He walked back, slowly and deliberately, his eyes locked onto the bin.
He threw the trash into the bin, closing it tightly, he turns back, placing his headsets on and listening to music at full volume.
But then, at the corner of his eye, he saw it, a piece of trash had escaped and is now on the street.
He sighed, not wanting to pick it up but he knew he had to, so he walked over to it, changing his music midway.
But he didn't notice what was speeding towards him from afar, as Gray reached the trash, he shoke his head in disappointment.
As he bent down to pick it up, something, he didn't know what told him to look to his left, so he did, but to his surprise he was face to face with the last thing he would've ever expected.
It was TRUCK-KUN, in the metal, just inches away from him, Gray's eyes dilated, his heart beating so fast he swore it was about to explode.
'No way, this can't be, you're not real, you can't be, this is a dream, it has to be.....right.' he thought, trying to convince himself.
But in reality, it was real, and he knew it, everyone was in slow motion, he could see even the wings of a fly flapping.
Then his whole life flashed before his eyes, every memory the good and the bad, every surprise, every goon session, it all flashed.
He wanted to scream, he wanted to cry, he wanted to beg, to beg to a truck to give him another chance, another chance to believe.
But it's was too late, everything stared to move normally, the headlights flashed his eyes, a sign of mockery perhaps.
But the most chilling thing he had felt was the last words heard. Mia was calling out to him, screaming at him to move, to dodge to do something anything.
He managed to turn one last time, his face filled with fear, "Mia ..." His final words.
Then...BAM!!!!!!, SPLAT!!!!!!!.
Everything went dark, went cold....
But then it went bright, really bright. Gray gasped for air, feeling his lungs fill with some liquid..... water maybe?
As he gasped, he moved forward, not knowing where his going, all he knew was that he needed to move.
After what felt like forever, he finally made it to land, he vomited all the water in his system, laying on the soft Andy beach beneath him .
He started laughing, then crying, he was in shock, he couldn't believe what happened.
Clawing at the ground beneath him, destroying his fingers in the process.
But before he could even properly assess his situation, a glitchy blue screen appears before him.
[GRAY GALAXY HAS JOINED THE GAME, NOW LOADING.... LOADING COMPLETE]
[WELCOME!!].