Ken opened his eyes after dying, it wasn't even a long rest and he was back up again. The first thing he saw when his eyes opened was that he was standing on a platform in the middle of a black void.
He was right at the center of what seemed to be a very large marble platform with the depiction of a star at the center.
Pillars stood around the platform and each one extended infinitely into the void above. Ken could not even see the end no matter how much he tried.
"Well hello," a voice cut through the silence of the void. It was calm, masculine, the type of voice you wanted to read your steamy romance audiobook.
Ken looked forward immediately, wanting to see who was here with him.
From the void, three figures appeared, a man, a woman, and an older man. The three stood dressed in beautifully made garments of white and gold.
The man stood tall, above six feet, with a body that was like that of a Greek god, abs so chiseled that they could cut the face of whoever lays their face there. His eyes were a deep blue like the ocean, and his blonde hair shined so bright that it looked like gold.
The lady was even more exquisite, with purple hair that matched her eyes, and a silky-skinned body that would make men drool.
As for the old man, he looked like every regular old man, with grey hair and a beard. He wasn't hunched over, but he carried himself with so much grace that you would be forced to listen to whatever he had to say.
"Welcome to the transit," the old man stepped forward and spoke. "We are the gods that handle souls and help them reincarnate and start a new life," he explained in a few words.
"You were killed with a gun to the head, a sad end for a man your stature. We hope you do find goodness in this next life," the lady said.
Ken listened to what they all had to say. They wanted to keep talking, but he interrupted.
"Hey, at least tell me your names. How do you expect me to speak with you if I don't know your names?" he stated, not smoothing his words even slightly.
The faces of the gods twitched when they heard that. Not only did Ken not care about the fact that he was dead, he also demanded their names.
"Human soul, it is impudent for you to demand the names of gods," the man stepped forward and said.
"Screw that, I don't care about all that." Ken said. He cracked his knuckles and looked at the man. "I'll be happy to rearrange your pretty face if you want to get hot and bothered."
The gods were stunned. They looked at Ken, their eyes telling that they never expected something like this to happen at all.
"Do you really want to fight against a god? How dare you, human?" the man asked in anger.
"How dare you stand before me and try to threaten me. Be it god, human, or whatever, I'll beat your ass so bad that it will sting for your eternal lives," Ken said, making sure that they could hear him.
The man clenched his fist so tight that it went white. "Let us send this human away before I lose my patience with him already. I can't imagine the problems I'll face if I destroy him."
"Hahahaha," Ken burst into laughter, catching their attention and shock. "Haha, so even as a god you are forced to listen to what someone wants, haha pathetic," Ken stated. He seemed genuinely amused at what was happening.
"I'll kill you."
"No," the old man stopped the young god. He looked at Ken.
"Human, what gives you so much confidence?" he asked.
"Because I exist to dominate. In heaven and on earth, there is no one that I cannot surpass," Ken said.
"Hmmmm, proud words, but if so, how did you get killed?" the old man asked.
"Indeed I did, but death isn't the end. Haha, here I am after all, and the next time a gun is pointed at me, I'll be sure to survive," Ken said.
"There is no second chance. Your soul will be cleaned and will start afresh in another world," the lady said in a calm tone.
"Wipe my soul? That will not be happening. If I am to go to a new world, I'll be going with my memory," Ken declared.
"You filthy brat," the man yelled and approached, eager to attack Ken and take him down.
"You must remember you can't touch the souls," the old man warned, forcing the man to stop. He looked at Ken while seething.
The gods had never seen a human like this before. This was the first time someone defied them so much.
"I have to say, I respect your defiance, but you can't do that," the lady said. She walked forward and stood in front of Ken.
Ken looked at her and then spoke, "I'll not be forgetting who I am. I refuse that. Every victory, every win, everything that I have done is a part of my victory. I'm not leaving them."
"You must," the man yelled at Ken.
"By whose authority?" Ken asked.
"By mine," the man yelled and then used his divine presence. It slammed into Ken. He believed that he would be able to use it to finish this up, but in the next second he saw Ken standing there without issue, even yawning from exhaustion, which souls should not even feel.