In the heart of the United States of America. The scene shifts to a neighborhood that's seen better days, where worn-out houses with chipped paint and overgrown lawns line the streets.

It's a place that's fallen on hard times, but there's a sense of resilience in the air. As the sun dips toward the horizon, the world comes alive with sounds typical of a neighborhood.

The air is filled with the chirping of birds, their melodic notes creating a symphony that's both soothing and nostalgic.

The gentle rustle of leaves in the breeze provides a calming backdrop to the scenes playing out below.

Children's laughter floats through the air, punctuated by the occasional whoop and cheer as they engage in their games. Bicycles clatter over the cracked pavement, and a distant radio plays a tune, its melody wafting through open windows.

The houses, though showing signs of wear, seem to stand guard over their residents, offering shelter and comfort in the midst of this ordinary, everyday world.

Amidst this quiet symphony of suburban life, there's a house that stands out, a wild aberration in the tranquil scene.

The living room was framed by a large open doorway that led to a dimly lit room. It was here that the occupant of the house, an African American man slept comfortably in the room as he snoored soundly as he began to move around a bit.

The room bore the marks of a frenzied battle, though not one fought with swords or spells in the traditional sense. Empty snack wrappers and discarded soda cans covered the floor and a shit ton of junk food, bearing testament to extremely long unbearable hours of gaming.

As this happened  the figure
yawned as he began to open his eyes.

There were heavy from getting barely any sleep.

Then again, he wasn't exactly known for going to bed on time like most people.

He was the kind of person to stay up until the crack of dawn playing video games, watching Youtube, and reading books. Sure, it wasn't the smartest thing to do, but then again, he didn't have much going on in his life, even as a full-time adult.

However, almost as if the world was out to spite him, the one time that he did decided to go to bed at a regular time, he woke up more tired than he usually would've in comparison to all the other times that he had woken up after staying up so late.

That had to have been by far the worst kind of "fuck you" he had experienced for a while now.

Crawling out of bed, the afro headed guy was dressed in nothing but a large black t-shirt and some boxers as he walked to the mirror.

As he looked at himself in the mirror the guy yawned again, frowning at himself.

Like usual he looked like the living embodiment of a string bean in sense sorta.

He just guessed it was just imagination playing with him.

Now for those wondering who the hell this guy was well his name was Keandre and he was someone who was not happy this morning as he continued dressing up.

Slipping into new pair of underwear and a black tea shirt that had the my hero Academia logo name on it with a big red font slapped on the center, and lastly a pair of  sky blue jeans.

Man was I ready to begin the day anew. Now all had to do was either eat a  bowl of cereal mostly likely cheerios for breakfast and he'd be ready to walk to the park for my morning walk.

Before I left my bedroom, I snagged my phone from my dresser and slipped it into my pocket, but not before checking my texts.

I generally don't know why I bother to look if there would be a single message though. The only messages I would receive would be from my discord friends and comments from other stories. It wasn't bad to have them but it was a shame that I had more friends online then in real life since ive craved to hang out with someone else despite me being kind of a loser.

My whole life let's just say I wasn't the most social person and much less the type to go outside willingly.

And as expected there wasnt a single text from what ive seen as I began to put my phone on silent, and slipped it into my back pocket before walking to the door.

Stepping out of my room and waving good morning to my 12- 16 year something-year-old siblings I trudged my way into the kitchen and prepped myself a bowl of cereal.

Unfortunatly, when i grabbed the box I noticed by how super light the box was when I picked it up we were out of cheerios , so Instead I just sighed before switching to fucking fruit loops.

I was for sure not my favourite in the world but I'd have to make due for now despite how too fucking sweet it was.

???:Good Morning, Keandre,"

My mom said, sitting across from me as she spoke.

Mom: How was your sleep? Did you like that new blanket I gave you?"

I sighed internally as I took a bite out of my cereal before responding.

Keandre: Yeah mom I love it a lot I had slept like a baby last night due to how comfortable it was.

I said as my mom gave me a warm smile.

???: Well, that's good and say, how's work  been doing at the pharmacy lately? I mean… I know you've been working there for a few days but I'm interested if you made any new friends as of lately.

As she said this I paused a bit, as my  expression began to shift a bit as I looked down at my cereal, swirling the spoon absentmindedly.

Thoughts race through his mind, as I finally spoke.

Keandre: Sorry, Mom, but it's been no use."

My mom furrows her brow, concern evident in her eyes.

Mom: What do you mean, Keandre?"

She asked as I sighed, setting the spoon down before replying.

Keandre: Work's whatever making friends at work isnt really my thing. People are people I do my job, and that's it."

His mom raises an eyebrow, concern etching her features.

Mom: Keandre, it's important to connect with others you can't just shut people out."

She said as I waved it off.

Keandre: Mom, I'm good I don't need a bunch of fake friends anyway. I'll do my thing and they'll do theirs ok?"

I said as she sighed, not entirely convinced as she continued.

Mom: Just remember, real connections matter too don't isolate yourself okay."

She told me as I gave her smirk.

Keandre: I'm not isolating I just like my peace trust me mom I'll be fine, seriously."

???: "Well, well, if it isn't the Sultan of Solitude himself. Keandre, you've really mastered the art of going unnoticed. Are you auditioning for the role of 'The Invisible Man' in real life?"

My younger sister called me out from the hallway, before peeking her head out from the corner of the kitchen as I replied.

Keandre: Haha very funny sis!

I laughed sarcastically as I began finishing my breakfast.

Keandre: Well I'm going out I'll see you guys after I'm down with my walk.

I said as he grabbed myself a hoodie as I slipped on my sneakers, gave my mom a hug and telling my other siblings goodbye  before leaving the house.

Mom: I hope you enjoy your walk!"

My mom called out to me, as I shot her a thumbs up.

Keandre: I will Mom!"

I called back, before turning around and frowning at myself as walked down the street as I began to contemplate my thoughts about my life evenmore.

I wouldn't say ny family and I had the best of lives or even the worst of them. Shit we were was kind of mediocre in that sense.

The Williams were a middle-class family, smack dab in the middle of society. It had been that way all throughout my life I had been living in the same suburb, knowing the same people, and being relatively safe for most of my life.

Sure, there were times when I had wished things had it a little bit better off, but what else was I trying to expect life was far from perfect?

Man if mom suddenly turned around and said we're millionaires and if we were to run off to someplace in the Netherlands and become super wealthy through some convoluted way shit that would be amazing?

But unfortunatley there was no way in hell that would happen all of sudden.

That being said, I'd never trade my life for anything else anyways.

Although, if there was one thing that would make me  reconsider it, it was for me to reincarnate in a anime.

Shit If i were to be reincarnated fuck being a side charcter shit I wanted to beat up the bad guys and like and become the strongest in the land or just live in world where such things as taxes don't exist.

God that would be AWESOME!

At last, I've found something worth protecting, my beloved. In the tapestry of fate, your role is significant.

A voice spoke as I looked around the area, that being the sidewalk just away from my house, scratching the back of my head. "

Keandre: What the hell was that?"

The man questioned, blinking a few times before shrugging.

Keandre: "Eh, whatever… probably nothing important." Now, where was I? Oh, yeah that reminds me I should definitely watch the new Eminence of shadow episode. I've already missed 5 of the newer ones maybe I can watch it after my wal-

Guard what matters, my dear gift as for your choices hold weight.

And once again I stopped this time in the middle of a sidewalk as i felt a chill down my neck at that as I worriedly looked around.

Keandre: The FUCK! Am I hearing things godamn I need better hearing I swear this shits getting annoying. And the hell do you mean by my choices hold weight!?

I muttered as I continued to walk down the sidewalk . Now all I had to do was cross the sidewalk and make it to the other side of the street.  Hell I could even see the park far off into the distance.

Damn my eyesight was starting to blur I thought as I rubbed my eyes .

Keandre: Auggggh I can't see shit!

I said as I continued to rub my eyes as the my sight began to slowly return I  saw a bunch people off in the distance.

I could've sworn that they had a distressed look on there faces as seemed to shout at me. The hell were they doing … we're they trying to tell me to move out of the way? But why? Shit last I checked I was fine and I couldn't hear no cars or anything so it wasn't as if I was about to get hit by something or get shot at.

Embrace the unfolding story, for it is in your hands to shape and protect."

Alright I was starting to lose it.

Keandre: Okay, who the fuck are yo—"

???: KID GET OUT OF THE ROAD!"

And just like that, I had realized something as the headlights of a speeding truck shone onto him, the driver frantically trying to get the breaks to work, I felt a sense of dread wash over me like non-other.

As the truck was inches away from slamming into me a there was only one thing I could've thought of as death flashed before my eyes.

Keandre: Shit.....

I thought as the truck slammed into me as I began to feel myself get smacked by the truck, as my bones began to smush and blood began to pour out of my mouth.

But I wasn't paying attention to that no, instead my eyes were focused on the large group people gathering around me as vision cutting to black as I blinked in and out of consciousness as the air from my body was being forced out of my lungs.

Keandre:"Hurgh!"

I groaned as I looked over to the group as I reached my hand out to them as they just screamed and talked amongst themselves as I bleed out.

The fuck were they doing call the damn ambulance! Like HELLO I'm freaking dieing Help me!

I screamed internally as I couldn't speak in the moment as I just rested my hand amongst the cold concrete floor accepting my fate.

I began to feel a shiver down my spine as I began to feel really sleepy all of a suddenly as my life slowly escaped my body I saw nothing but darkness.

Well that's what I thought intil I heard-

???: Congratulations! It's a boy!

A very unfamiliar voice echoed as all of sudden I felt a warm sensation across my body as the voices began to get louder and louder intil I began to feel a huge weight on my eyes.

When I opened my eyes, a brilliant light shone before me as I could only squint in discomfort as there were two fuzzy, obscured figures directly in front of my vision.

When my eyes adjusted, I could see the figures more clearly. A beautiful young woman was gazed at me with a warm smile.

???: Wo....WOAH who… is she? And am I tripping or something because why does everything look like drawing of some sorts? Wait wasn't I bleeding out in the middle of the street.

HOLY SHIT AM I STILL ALIVE!?"

I thought as I eyed the room a bit to lay my eyes on a dark skinned man who just stood right next her as he and I locked eyes with eachother.

Okay what's this guys deal and why the hell is he like in my room.

I thought as i observed the man he looked to be older then the woman, and also he would not stop staring at me. His awkward smile was being directed at none other than me as I felt a sense of unease at this as he came closer.

He looked confident and proud, and he was well-toned on top of that. And not to mention this guy's hair was fucking ridiculous like I could tell he was most definitely of African descent due to how his twists looked all wild and very unkept but damn he looked like he killed people before.

To bad I couldn't move at all for some reason.

And tell me if im wrong but do some young women or men naturally have grey hair?" Because to me I don't remember people beginning to have hair like that unless your either really old or you just dyed it that way.

That was like the only weird thing that had me confused for awhile as I shrugged it off since it was like the least of my concerns.

Like for one WHO THE HELL ARE YOU PEOPLE!?"

I thought as the woman smiled at me and began speaking but when she did..... I couldn't understand a damn thing she said.

This language was completely alien to me as I couldn't wrap my head around it.

The man replied to her as he neered my face evenmore, as his awkward smile faded into a more genuine-looking one as I internally scoffed at this.

???: Bro give me some fucking space I'm a grown ass man MOVE PLEASE I CAN SMELL YOUR BREATH BRO! JESUS CHRIST PLEASE BACK UP!

I thought to myself as third voice joined in, but I couldn't see who was speaking. I tried to get up to see them, and maybe ask what was going on but I failed when i tried to do that as I thought about just talking to them.

Despite my lack of conversation skills, I could at least do something.

Or so I thought, as all that came out was,

???: Waah! Ahh!"

What in the hell was going on with me?" first  I couldn't move at all since my arms, legs, and fingers failed to obey me  like If I  was paralyzed from the neck down and now this fuck nugget is just breathing all over me and shit.

Wait, that could make sense–that truck had pummeled me into the ground, so I'd understand if I was paralyzed. But this place didn't look like any sort of hospital that I'd seen. I doubted the couple in front of me were doctors, so what was up?

Who just let these hoodlums into my abode and do all of this weird shit to me.

I don't know these people since they might be trying to steal whatever I had on me awhile I was unconscious or If I have been taking advantage of awhile I was knocked out.

Man the minute I'm able get my body back in control I'm going to woop there asses for thinking they can do that shit to me scot free.

I thought as the grey-haired man said something to the other voice, as he proceeded to wrap his really large hands around me to… pick me up?

THE FUCK! Okay this shit was getting really sus like how the fuck is he picking me up so easily!?"

I weighed a lot despite me being barely 5/5, surely he couldn't pick up a grown man so easily.

But what the hell? Maybe I had lost weight after being in a coma for a few months? In any case, picking me up without warning was just plain rude and a crime.

I thought as he gave me a peck on the forehead, which I had not enjoyed as my mind raced trying to figure out exactly what was happening. Shit  where were the nurses bro or better yet the godamn police!?" THIS MAN JUST KISSED ME HELP ME GODAMNIT!

I thought as with all of my strength my arm finally obeyed me as I began to ball up my fist to punch the living day lights out of this man.

However I stopped abruptly as mid swing I could see only a tiny, babyish hand to come into view as my eyes widened in surprise.

???: HUHHHHHHHHHHHH!?"

I screamed as reality began to hit me in the face as I began to panic.

???: Okay, okay, okay my hand is smaller now woopty fucking do Keandre calm down. This probably due to me being in dream... yeah a fucking dream...... right!?

I began to feel a bead of sweat roll down my head as I turned my head around to only freeze in bewilderment.

As I took a peak at minor miror that was apparently above me I didn't move nor did I show any sign of struggle anymore as for all I knew it all seemed pointless when I realized the predicament I was in.

Because I knew at this moment no matter how many times I were to scream, threaten to call the police or better yet fight for my life.

It was pointless when I saw myself as a grey haired crimson eyed dark skinned baby I knew at this moment.....that I was most definitely not in a hospital bed nor was In a state of recovery.

And why did I look so emotionless GODAMN!?

I thought as I uttered out a word before reality began to settle into my brain as the man wrapped me in a orange blanket as he layed me back on the bed.

??? Thoughts: WHAT THE FUCCCKKKKK!

The end

And that's all I'll be showing folks initially this chapter was going to get a LOT longer but I decided that 3311 words is enough of a starting point for now. Chapter 1 will explore more of the world of rezero and more of my new life into this world i hoped you enjoy this chapter!

And sorry for not showing the dad and Keandres death I was working on him but I decided to show him next chapter and the death scene is currently being worked on I'm still new when it comes to drawing blood but hey it will be graphic for when I'm finished.