1 Dakota Minami, A New Life

Sitting in a desk chair looking down at a rather strange flashing soul is a god of the void. He wears an old style knightly armor that is battered here and there in places. A broken long sword at his waist attached tightly to a sword belt as the blade is rusted from blood. His facial features are average but slightly appealing to most, if you ignore the bloodlust.

Beard stubble on his face making up a seven o'clock shadow appearance. His messy down hanging brown hair that looks like he's been drenched in water. Causes his hair to cover most of his face with only a bit of his grey eyes showing between his hair.

Despite his appearance he is a god of the void and technically genocide. His name is Halov Redfield, he became a god of these two things during a "Holy War". Where he alone killed almost all of the enemy and half of a town's population, all in the name of the Pope. When he learned however that it was but a means to reinforce their influence and rid opposing parties. Halov murdered his way through crusaders towards the main church. Only to be gunned down by cannons blocking his path forward, and stabbed in the back by a martyr on a suicide mission.

Watching this soul with listless eyes as it changed colors rather violently. Halov got rather tired of it and made it stop by gripping it tightly suddenly. In response the soul flared up and flashed red violently at Halov as if complaining. Snarling a bit, Halov squeezes the soul as he glares at it with narrowing eyes.

Halov: "Stop flashing and fucking speak you damn brat!!"

With a gruff and deep voice Halov screams his demand at the soul. Before violently slamming into the ground at his feet making it flicker faintly. Floating back up off the ground the soul makes an audible coughing sound for once.

????: "You're pretty violent ya know that? Anyway, hi I'm Dakota I was shot in the head."

Halov: "I didn't ask."

Dakota: "So? You threw me into the floor, I didn't ask for that. So what's happening? Because dead man isn't supposed to tell tales."

Halov: "Kid I'm just going to let you pick one calamity world, where you hopefully will suffer, and three "Gifts". Since you fucking piss me off honestly with all your useless flashing, so I want you gone."

Dakota: "Fine fine then send me to the highschool of the dead universe. For the gifts I'm gonna be a bit detailed here so you don't fuck me up the ass."

Halov: "Get on with it!"

Dakota: "First, I want the mechanic job and knowledge of Han Xaio from "Legendary Mechanic". So that I may be able to create things like drones and not die like a bitch. Second, I wish for essentially knowledge on medicine with a way to create a vaccine to delay the virus and eventually a cure like in Dying Light. Third, return me my commandeered guns and sword, I fought through very early stages of an apocalypse on Earth for those."

Hearing the third wish Halov chuckled slightly amused at the request. If he remembered right, Origin was currently going through an animal mutation and ice age, these events threatening to extinct humans.

Halov: "Your third is truly a rare request but I shall grant you this right."

Halov snapped his armored fingers and summoned five glass weapons. An HK417, a hybrid katana long sword, an anti-tank pistol called the Door Knocker, a Colt 911, and a modified Raysun X-1 stun gun repurposed to shoot arcing electrical shots not wires. These glass weapons spun around a bit before disappearing into the void. Halov smirked as he left some parting words towards the soul that had annoyed him.

Halov: "They shall be in a hidden compartment of your locker, waiting for you the day the end begins. They'll be in a completely air tight space so they won't deteriorate, with a bag containing ammunition. However, so that you can put up a more amusing struggle in the new world. Your ammunition will restock two hundred and twenty-five rounds total each day at midnight. Which will arouse some suspicious thoughts unless you find a solution.

Without any time to ask what he meant the soul vanished into the void. The voids scenery soon slowly shifted to a memory of Halov's. He draws his sword from its sheath and begins walking steadily towards the time he was killed, reliving it as his sword hums for violence. The pair begin their slaughter for possibly the millionth time since their time in the void.

『 Reincarnation complete, taking over dead body of suitable vessel.』

With that one odd interface notification before him Dakota would then jolt up. His figure rested on a hospital bed as he looked at his surroundings. As he looked around he didn't feel anything from his left arm prompting him to look at it, noticing his left arm was gone from the shoulder down. Looking around a bit more he notices a purple haired woman sleeping in a chair by his bed. He had surprisingly missed her as he was focused on the room.

Trying to remember who she is he only draws a blank as it seems his memories have been messed with. Shrugging he accepts he's basically been made to seemingly forget the past life. Well all except for the knowledge of mechanical stuff for the "job" he asked for. Along with the combat experiences that had been engraved into him during the previous thirty years.

'Heh I was fifty-four when I died, now I'm what? Ten?'

Trying to get out of the bed by himself, he awakens the woman who snaps her head up towards him. She was smiling wryly at him for some reason. Squinting his eyes and studying her closer he gets a better look at her noticing she is tanned, and wearing a black combat suit and vest. The woman seeing him up and trying to leave while studying her, chuckles at him before she gets up. Walking around the bed to keep him from getting up she keeps him seated. When she speaks she has an almost teasing grin but he ignores it.

Rika: "Hello there I'm Rika Minami, I work at the prefecture police station. I'm incharge of your case so I can't have you leave yet kid, sorry but its business. Anyways sorry about the arm. I didn't expect that creep to suddenly jerk it as I fired my rifle. Him doing so only delayed the bullet and made me shoot it off!"

Listening to Rika it sounds like this previous kid was caught up in some trouble. So he let her patiently explain after asking what exactly happened. Sighing he buried his face in his only hand at what he just heard from her about the situation. Someone had attacked the kid killing his parents who were renowned as a respectable soldier and a rather talented doctor in the US.

It was so sudden that his mother, a trained marine, couldn't defend them as she got shot in the head first. A soldier can't do anything if you shoot them in the head suddenly from nowhere. Then his dad got stabbed in the heart by the mysterious attacker followed by a shot in the head. The attacker then used him as a human shield upon the arrival of the cops. It honestly sounds so fucking weird and pretty damn fishy.

Rika: "So kid, remember anything since you lost a lot of blood before hitting your head?"

Dakota: "Nope it's all blank I only remember knowledge on mechanical stuff. So don't even know my name sorry Ms. Rika unless ya know."

Rika: "Hah sorry kid your parents were pretty secretive no one even knew they had a son. Which is frankly quite suspicious; it was as if all the files on you just vanished. So as we don't know your name, what do you want to be called?"

Dakota: "Eh just call me Dakota then."

Rika: "Random choice but okay kid that's your call not mine."

Dakota: "So where am I going to go after this? Because, ya know dead parents and an arm down."

At this Rika drew a blank so she called one of the higher ups about this. Although it seems that it became a debate as she started cursing at them. I know I heard "adopt" and "punishment" in there somewhere. Eventually after twenty minutes of watching her argue she hung up sighing. Scratching her head she groaned a bit and shrugged her shoulders helplessly.

Rika: "Seems you're going to become my adopted son, since even the higher ups are lost on what to do with you. Also it's to get back at me."

Dakota: "So I'm Dakota Minami now? Sounds a little weird but I like it."

Rika: "You adapt rather quickly… anyways your medical chart says your ten in estimation. So we at least know an age to put you at. Well since it's also June 12th, 1999 lets just say that it's your birthday also."

As she finished talking, a tall ditzy blonde haired woman dressed as a medical student came in. On her name tag is Marikawa Shizuka with her picture. She walked up to Rika and hugged her, burying her face between her rather big breasts. Flailing Rika pulled away so she wouldn't suffocate and bonked Shizuka. Afterwards the two briefly talked before Shizuka looked at Dakota with a smile. Next thing he knows is his face was buried between her breasts as she giggled.

Struggling to no avail with only one arm, Dakota started suffocating. Luckily for him Rika pulled him out before he died by breast, Shizuka only continued giggling. Afterwards the trio would head towards the girls home since Dakota was technically free to leave. The next day he met Rika's partner Tajima who grinned at Rika playfully.

Tajima: "Hahaha guess you're a mother now Rika~. Anyways, here's the papers making it official. The chief gave me them this morning."

Rika: "Haa... You're an ass Tajima but thanks anyways this is Dakota my new son. Shizuka nearly suffocated him yesterday with her breast."

Clicking his tongue Tajima gave him a look of jealousy but let it go eventually. Seeing the two were gonna start a long talk or something else I left to find Shizuka. Finding her passed out on the sofa in the living room I pinched her nose. Waking her up in a fluster before she calmed down, her cheeks puffing out. Speaking of which, looking at a nearby mirror he saw his own appearance. He had some messy dark brown hair, average looks, grey eyes, and a slight tan. The word lich tattooed on my cheek in draconic, odd why do I have that?

Dakota: "Heh mom your pouting is cute."

Saying this towards her due to her current expression, she stopped pouting. She began pinching my nose in return, she then smiled seeing him pull back rubbing his nose.

Shizuka: "How can I help you?"

Dakota: "Help me build a temporary arm..."

Shizuka: "Sure no problem after all I am a doctor in training~."

With her help after we left the house and bought some materials with money, from an account Rika set up for me. It was rather a big amount scarily enough, like forty digits. With it though the two of us made a basic hook claw arm so I can grab and hold things easier. It was made from a few iron rods, screws, wood, plastic wheels, elastic rubber, a belt, and fabric. After making it Shizuka put a breathable elastic fabric around the very slim stump where my shoulder used to be. She put the arm on tightly where my old arm after it got shot off was.

Sadly well it was done for as it wasn't worth salvaging after being shot off by Rika. After that the years would pass with me mainly focusing on building an actual bionic arm. Of course taking breaks and hanging out with my two moms, which wears me out sometimes. One is very ditzy and almost childish but a sweetheart so it's hard to get mad at her. Meanwhile, the other is a calm and playful straightforward person who gives him basically military training!

After a long day of school, I watched a girl named Saeko beat a punk with a sword. I returned home and headed to my room after giving Shizuka a hug saying thanks for the ride. As I honestly feel safer riding with her over Rika, she scares me with her driving. Before she left to go to the store as I let go of her I kissed mom on the nose. She left humming happily as she went to buy some food for tonight, to celebrate me getting into high school.

Once I entered my room I looked at my desk that also served as my work bench, and walked towards it. I walked in with slow but excited foot steps. As an almost finished and advanced prosthetic arm sat on a few half circle stands. Sitting down in my chair I removed my old but reliable prosthetic arm. Once it was off I removed the stump cover, picking up a knife I cut his stump open. It hurt like a deer skewering me.

Cutting it open where the bone is I push it up into the rear slot on the bionic arms shoulder. As I did so, a jolt went through my shoulder. Breathing deeply I prepared myself before pressing a key on my laptop's keyboard triggering a system start up. As the system started up, lines of code appeared and triggered a mechanism that shot out into my stump, and connected something to my nerves. Just before screwing bolts into my bones to keep the arm in place.

The nerve sensor connected to my nerves with a bit of searing pain from multiple things. I rasped out a groaning grumble but it only lasted a few seconds, before the system said all clear. Seeing the message I pull the arm free of the stands slowly. Looking at it I tried flexing my fingers and they moved… Seeing this I moved onto clenching my hand tightly into a fist.

Testing it out I smiled softly seeing it work pretty much perfectly fine. Although it was advanced for this time period I had a lot of advanced knowledge. Which makes people think I'm sort of a prodigious tech genius. All mainly due to one of my wishes but because of it I could make this, and well I was very pleased to have a left arm. Flexing its fingers once more I admired its sleek black appearance and chuckled with obvious pleasure.

This creation from years of hard work was finally finished. It did cost my family of three a little over a million dollars but it was worth it. Just honestly for this moment. Hearing the front door open and someone entering I went out to greet them, upon seeing me the person was surprised at my new arm. The one who just came back was Rika, and seeing my new arm working, had a smile blossom on her face.

Rika: "I see your prosthetic arm project is finally done~ it cost us a pretty penny. However, I'm glad to see it's finally finished Dakota, I thought it was absurd at first till I remembered your projects for school. If you made it publicly available you could possibly advance the medical field, but I know you won't. Since you're pretty cautious of people taking advantage of the stuff that went it. Anyways you'll have to tell us about it at dinner okay?"

Dakota: "Heh yes mom and it's been eight years since we met at the hospital. Yet I'm eighteen soon, I have a new arm, and I'm advancing into highschool soon."

Rika: "Yeah time flew by.... Never knew I'd like having your bratty ass around so much. But you've been possibly the best son I coukd ask for honestly."

Dakota: "I love you too mom."

With a chuckle between the two of us we hug and go hang out. With Rika teaching me further about guns, mainly snipers as they're her favorite. We'd be at this for three hours with a bit of arguing, but it was all in good fun between our family. Around the halfway mark Shizuka came home with the food though, and walked right into us debating about bullets. We know how she likes carefully picking out things for special occasions so we weren't surprised it took her three hours.

I mean for Christmas she took six hours just picking out a gift and a cake. Rika got called in to drag her off from a store before a rape happened. At dinner we sat around the dining table with some usual joking and teasing. Shizuka being the one on the end of most of it honestly as she was just fuckin adorable.

Rika: "So what all does that arm of yours do kid?"

Shizuka: "I'm quite curious as well~ so please tell us we're quite curious!"

Dakota: "Well it's pretty complicated honestly so I can't explain it plainly. But it moves off of a nervous system sensor ring at my shoulder and a synthetic nervous system I installed throughout it. I also made it so that any emp like interference won't fry it, since I wouldn't like that after working so hard on it. Meanwhile, I added in a few little features like a satellite phone, computer, recorder, tools, and a music player into it since it was deemed needed by me."

Rika: "Well that is complicated but it's still interesting nonetheless. Just really with those last things? A few I get but really?"

Shizuka: "Hehe that sounds nice and useful but, dizzying so I won't ask much about it~."

With a chuckle the three spent some time having a peaceful dinner, and if you're curious the school I will attend is the school Shizuka works at. I was admitted through her help so I usually help out in the infirmary even before enrolling, during breaks and lunch time. This made me known amongst the students. What I didn't tell the two though is that the arm has a blade hidden in it just for added safety measures. After dinner though I was dragged to the bath by the two and sighed. As I was made to once again have a hard time, even though I don't hate girls I'm not oblivious to Shizuka's and Rika's looks.