The Second Chance of Reincarnator

When the dusty brown door opened, people crowded the alleyway and left the meeting area as if nothing had happened.

Wearing a veil over her face and a sunhat, Edna walked away with a walking cane in hand, tapping lightly on the cobblestone ground.

"…"

A hat hiding his face, Kael followed Edna from a distance as they walked down the street—it was rather empty there, so he kept his distance quite far.

She went to a market, bought some fresh fruit, and then headed down to the neighborhood, where she lived.

She didn't live on Earth anymore, as she moved to Whitesky with her husband—they used to live in Gehram, but after her husband died, she moved back to Rask.

It was because she couldn't live in that unjust place—she was begging everyone to put the Blessed One behind bars—and they refused.

Thus, she became known as the crazy hag over there as they started spreading rumors that she had lost her mind.

She arrived at her home, twisted the key in the lock, and entered—she lived in a normal neighborhood of ordinary citizens.

The houses all looked the same, the yards all neatly manicured, and the residents all seemed friendly.

Kael found himself a spot by the park—it was small park right next to the neighborhood—and it was surrounded with a black iron fence.

He sat down on the bench, heard the laughter of the children playing in the swings, and noticed the beautiful flowers blooming in the garden beds.

'I don't know really why I am following her, but if I know anything, this can't be that simple of a situation.

'That crimson book seemed cursed, but of course, it could also be nothing but a scam. However, he didn't ask for any money.

'They didn't even ask confirmation that the 'revenge' has been fulfilled, but these people still blindly believe him. Need character sheets and glossaries? Visit MV^LEM^PYR.

'There must be a reason why they believe him.'

Kael leaned on the bench, looked over to the crimson moon, and just stared at it with a wondrous look.

Whenever he saw the crimson moon, he really realized that he was in a completely whole new world.

While this world was the most dangerous place in existence, it was still able to attract people because of the grand sights, such as the crimson moon.

'In the early days of Whitesky, when this place came to be for us Earthlings, millions migrated here immediately.

'Those who became bored of Earth were first here. They did not care about dangers. The danger attracted them.

'And then, they came face-to-face with the World Bosses—the most dangerous Rav'akari there are—and they realized that this world isn't paradise.

'It is hell.

'And they started running back to Earth, which is why, the recruiters organization was formed to get people to enter this world.

'Still, even without recruits, people are still willing to come here who have hopeless lives back on Earth.'

Kael closed his eyes, inhaled through his nose, and then he felt a hand on his shoulder—it flinched him awake, and he turned around.

However, no one was there.

'What? I could swear that someone touched my shoulder.'

At that moment, his other shoulder was touched, and he turned over, but there was still no one there.

"What the hell?"

Kael sat up and looked around in confusion.

'Go find the one you're following… She is in danger…'

A voice spoke softly in his ear—it was a woman's voice—and it sounded like she was talking right next to him.

"Who…"

Kael's eyes bulged wide, he then turned to Edna's house and ran over there, but when he tried opening the front door, it was locked.

"Tch!"

Kael, with his left shoulder, pushed against the door and tackled straight through—the door got blown out of its hinges.

"Edna? Are you here?"

He asked and received no word in response.

From the rack hung the walking cane, the coat, and the hat with a veil on it—the bottom floor was dark with no light.

He ran upstairs, going through the rooms until he found a room that was slightly ajar with light coming from there.

With soft steps, he pushed the door slightly open, and he found an old woman lying on the floor.

Her eyes were wide, her hands open like claws, and her mouth was frozen in a silent scream—she was dead.

"She is dead? How could this be?"

Kael crouched before her, thought about touching her neck to feel for a pulse, but decided against it.

'I can't leave any trace that I've been here. They might think I am the culprit. I now realize that whatever that guy in the mourning group did has to do with her death.

'The book is cursed; it must be—does that mean whoever wants revenge will die instead—or do the ones desiring the revenge also forfeit their lives in exchange for killing those who wronged them?

'That sounds like the more plausible theory.

'There must be a reason why these people trust him blindly. He must've successfully done the revenge with the book for them to trust.'

Kael stood up, and using a cloth, he made sure that there were no fingerprints left on the doorknobs of the houses before quietly slipping out of the house.

'The question remains, does he know what he is doing to them? If he knows, he is killing these people without them knowing.'

He also wondered what that voice was about—that voice knew what happened—and it seemed to be guiding him.

At that moment, he felt another touch on his shoulder, which made him flinch and turn around, but there was still no one there.

"Stop doing that!"

He growled.

'If you want to seek justice, come visit me at the altar of the Ten Gods… I will be waiting for you there.'

Kael stopped in his tracks, his eyes widening in surprise, and he turned to look over to the distance.

It didn't matter that he was halfway across the city; he was still able to see the altar at the highest peak of the city.

'Was that someone of the Ten Gods speaking to me?'