1 The Recalling

In a land where it is pure white and black, there stands a boy perplexed on why he stands here... surrounded by a field of flowers, grass that sways with the wind, pine trees in the distance with some showing luster and the rest... filled with death. It was a perculiar sight for anyone.

'Ziade...?' The boy whispered under his breath.

Then a gentle breeze came from within the forest and glided past his face softly... making him turn his head to where the breeze cave from, suddenly a massive gust of wind delivers itself from his surroundings piercing the boy's eyes... he felt no pain. Only a rush of memories and emotions.

Once the boy realized what was happening to him and also making sure no immediate threat was nearby, he decides to relax by sitting cross legged on the white and black grass below him, with his eyes closed, head down and back slouched letting the memories of his past life flow in peacefully.

After a few minutes of resting he remembers why he muttered the word, Ziade.

''Ziade is my name...''

By collecting and processing all his memories, Ziade lets out a single tear from his left eye, crying due to all the memories and emotions he just received. Ziade remembers what he looked like, his hair was dark blonde and light brown, eyes were hazel and was a light tanned man.

'I met my family when I was 13, it seems they were full of regret for leaving me on the streets because they shed tears that left their eyes bloodshot'. 'My parents had me when they were in their early twenties but ended up breaking up when they had me... they never cared to search for me and neither did I, there were many kids like me who were left on the streets but when I met my parents, we all seemed to cry, I always thought I cried because of all the emotions I pent up over the years were released when my parents released theirs onto me.''... But it... seems that was not the case... I... cried for a family and I cried as to why it had to be me that suffered... I now know that the worse it is... the better the ends going to be'.

Ziade made his own name up when he was 5 and learned how to speak and write over the years when he was young with a few elders he normally talked to and also some random people who passed by him occasionally. Ziade was pretty smart compared to kids his age but he just said, ''It's just commonsense''. When Ziade met his parents he told them he didn't need either of them and replied to their useless comments saying, "I've lived this long in this shithole, I can survive myself". Ziade knew what he said was just a facade hiding the pain and sorrow he truly felt inside... he knew he needed help or he would die there... His parents knew that they had done him wrong in this life and after long contemplation, Ziade's parents said, "At least let us redeem ourselves by getting you out of this country".

Ziade stared at his parents with various emotions flashing past, and replied, "You'll never be able to redeem yourselves but... I accept, Ii you do get me out of here I... might... I will let you redeem yourselves by, visiting your future grandkids". After hearing what their son said both of them rushed towards him, hugging him and looking at each other with tears in their eyes and a genuine happy smile.

"Do you forgive us son?" The mother asked with desperate hope in her eyes.

"... I do!" Ziade announces with a loud voice and a big grin plastered on his face

The family of 3 stayed there hugging each other for quite some time.

Through the hardships over the past years, the parents of Ziade had their own lives with their own families, but they get along with each other as friends and always visited Ziade's children in their free time. Ziade's free time was spent with his family but was a fanatic on anime, manga, light novels, reincarnation novels and all that jazz. His family even watched animevwith him sometimes.

But on one fateful day...

The door 'creaks' open and two figures came rushing through Ziade's house with what looks like to be fire arms, Ziade pops up off the couch in a hurry to save his children who the masked threats were aiming at.

Two shots got fired and Ziade closes his eyes while his toddlers are in his arms...

"Pew Pew" The firearms sound reaches Ziade's ears.

"Hahahahaha!" The unknown people burst out laughing and take off their masks, revealing their face to the now angry and slightly embarrassed Ziade who has turned his head slowly towards them.

"That is by far the most outrageous and obnoxious prank you've pulled on me my whole life". Ziade angrily states.

"Father, Mother?" Ziade questionably asks to the bewildered faces of his parents, "What is it?"

"Son you've never called us father and mother... ever." The father voices out. "Are you even... Ziade?!"

"Hahaha, I'm just joking Ziade, haha" Replying to the confused face of Ziade.

"Today... I've truly accepted you as my parents." Ziade speaks to them with a firm voice in the midst of their laughter.

"That's great! I've been waiting!" Ziade's mother yells while getting the toy guns to gift them to Ziade's toddlers who are still in his arms. "Put them down already, they want to play fortnite."

"Fwartnite!" Ziade's daughter, Charlotte and son, Dillan yell out while shooting their toys firearms at Ziade's dad. Ziade's dad has his hands in the air.

"See? Ziade, your children want to be let down so that they can play fortnite." Ziade's mother and father adds.

"Yes... Alaku and Katelyn." Ziade replies dejectedly since he was just watching an anime, 'Cells at work' for education with his kids. Also teaching him stuff that he found interesting but could never remember.

"I like the sound of Mother... Ziade." Katelyn voices out.

"Me as well, I like father Ziade."

"Yes father and mother." Ziade replies while walking back to the couch and setting up fortnite for dillan and Charlotte.

"So... Ziade, where's your wife, Tara?" Katlyn asks Ziade.

"She's out in the backyard planting some new seeds she bought from the markets today, didn't you say you guys wouldn't come together anymore since you didn't want your partners getting jealous? Ziade questions them with one brow raised and the other lowered.

"We came here together to play a prank together." Katelyn smiles at Alaku and Alaku grins back knowing they succeeded in their maybe over the top prank.

"Baka" Ziade mutters silently but woman's intuition got the best of him.

"Did you just call us idiots in your stupid 'anime language'?" Katelyn responds with brows raised, head slightly lowered and a small smirk on the left side of her mouth.

"No I would never my most beautiful mother."

"Oh really?"

"Yeeep"

Tara walks in and hears the conversation between the two and comments, "Ziiii-aaade... did you just say my mother in law is more beautiful than me, your loving wife?" Alaku takes a step back and Ziade gulps down some saliva, while Katelyn grins at Ziade.

"No... I would never honey" Ziade replies with a fake smile directed at Tara.

"Oh do y-"

"I'm sorry" Ziade quickly cuts her off before he dies.

"Ok then, you and Alaku can go fetch me some vegetables at the markets for some lunch." Tara orders them.

Alaku and Ziade reply hastily, "Thankyou for your graciousnesss".

Tara and Katelyn look at each other with wicked smiles, "Hahaha, what are you waiting for then?"

Ziade and Alaku scramble out of the house pushing each other so that they could be the first ones out of the house, while running out you could hear in the background, "Where we landin' boys", but they didn't hear anything they were just making sure they have their wallets before running out as well so that they don't come back to get beaten, they sprint down the street in desperation. When they reached the corner of the street they held their knees and bent down gasping for air. After regaining their stamina, Ziade and look at each other with smiles because they knew that they just survived WW3.

"Why did you need to marry a hidden master martial artist."

"Because she's the most beautiful in the world."

"My partner, Lily is."

"Tara is"

"Lily i-"

"Shut up, this is going nowhere and we must finish our mission before we are too late, let's go" Ziade cuts in decisively before it turns into a bicker between 12 year olds.

'You shutup' Alaku angrily says in his mind.

The boys reach the markets and proceed to buy some vegetables and some pretty merchandise to calm down and make the ladies happy.

When the men were chatting amongst themselves and walking home after the quick shopping, they spot a boy about 8 years old walking across the road to pick up his soccer ball which had bounced upon the road. Ziade spots a truck with a driver who is obviously very sleepy since he has dosed off while heading to drop off merchandise at the markets, Ziade thinks for 2 seconds before making a decisive decision to save the boy, he drops his bags and sprints to the boy tackling him so that the driver doesn't hit him too but also making sure that he lands on his back so that's the boy doesn't land on his head on the hard surface.

But suddenly Ziade sees a slight smirk on the drivers face while his eyes are still closed. Ziade realises that he... he had been set up. The truck driver lands his face on the wheel turning the truck towards him while Ziade is still mid-air with the boy on his arms.

...They both get ran over while the driver takes a pill of some sort commencing a heart attack.

The boy, Ziade and the driver died on the fateful day.

Truck-KUN killed Ziade