OneForMight

Sam is a boy whose body contains a unique soul. Before he could even realize his future, he died. 

He did not expect to be reincarnated, he assumed he would die and then rest in peace among the stars.

But God has denied him; that my kind can't live in heaven, even the Devil denied me entry, basically telling me that I was against the rules. Whatever the hell that means.

Afterward, the Devil granted me two wishes; one being where I want to be reborn and the other being anything I want. Maybe I'm being melodramatic, but I died, I have the right to complain, you know?

So...

That was my day, what was yours like?

(A/N: Only pick this up if you're ready to read beginner work, also expect, some things to change as I try to increase my writing skill. If you think I could improve somewhere, please, let me know.)

WARNING: SCHEDULE UNSTABLE!

Valor System

Jana had woken up that morning and had sent her assistant to fetch the High Elders. If anyone knew what to do about Sam, It had to be them. At first, Jana had planned to ask him for exclusive rights to the mining of the system, and perhaps even colonization. However, Jana decided this was in poor taste, she was still going to do this, but first, she had to set setup Sam's affairs first. She could just lock him in a room for the rest of his life, but at the same time, she didn't want him to be doing anything he wanted either.


Jana approached the Council room and slow and graciously walked through the door. Jana sat at the head of the table, looking over each elder with a look of polite-neutrality. Once done, Jana took a breath and spoke.


"You have all been briefed yes?" All ten elders around the table nodded their heads, a few looked back at her smiling, while some looked neutral or pensive. "Then let us begin."


Sam felt dumb, looking at the quest info again for the third time since he woke up. Why didn't this occur to him before? Since the story of how the Republic was formed and how they treated its citizens. Sam had been thoroughly disgusted. Sam didn't know how this would help him. Although, Sam wasn't one to abandon people. This world needs help, so to make it a better place, he'll start with the Republic.


Thinking, Sam did a sniff check, discovering that he smelled horrid. Look around the room Sam discovered a new note next to a pile of clothes his size. The mysterious note person again huh? Sam walked over to the pile and picked up the note.


didn't quite expect you to read the last


one. Anyways, here are a pile of clothes


in your size. a new pair will be waiting


every morning. The bath is down the hall


Ari huh? a girl maybe? Thinking about this he slapped himself. No one can replace her Sam. So stop it. Sam gathered the clothes in his hands and made his way down the hall. He took a left a was faced with two doors. No distinctive writing was in sight, Sam's brow wrinkled in anger. Ari... you little. Sam took a breath looking between each door. Sam looked at the right door and proceeded through it. 


The interior reminded him of a Japanese style bath. Sam removed his clothes putting them in their proper place and left his new clothes next to it. Sam walked over to the bath entrance, letting out a breath as he couldn't wait to depress. Sam slid the door open.


"KYAAAAA!!" Sam stood dumbfounded at the bath entrance. Slews of Vasian women were bathing each with varying shades of skin, eyes, and... His heart rose in tempo as heat flared into his face. Emotions took over Sam body, his nose exploded and Sam lost consciousness.


"Then that all settled?" All the Elders nodded when someone suddenly burst into the room. 


"Matriarch, the human walked into the women's bath and fell unconscious. We need your assistance.


Jana exploded into the bath to find the women hovering around Sam poking him, the latter seemed to be in a state of pure bliss, his face red, and nose leaking blood. As Jana approach, voices of hate-filled the air. One Vasian woman raised a knife over him. Jana quickly took action.


The Dilemma of Sam