Ch 1 Rebirth.

A random person of the planet earth goes to sleep while cuddling his two baby girls while watching the first episode of the walking dead. While putting his alarm of for 7am on his phone he finally goes to sleep. He was exhausted and hurting life really killed his spirits. All he has now is his two daughters and his job. Not much but enough. He livid in basically a shed. He had gotten some land when a friend from the army passed away and gave it to him to have something to look forward to. The house was being renovated so he got a small shed from Lowe's and made it livable with solar panels he won in a contest. While he was asleep a storm passed by again. Only this time worse than the other's, turning into a class 4 hurricane sending the propane tank into the house shed when and then lightning bolt strikes it taking out all occupants in the process.

In what looks like a DMV waiting room our MC truly thought he was in hell because damn…a waiting room at a DMV can't be hellish enough have you ever been there? It sucks!!! Enough back to the story. After what feels like forever he finally gets called into an office and there was an old man that looked haggard as hell with a bunch of papers stacked to what looks like 30ft high.

"Name?" Asks the old man.

"Atlas Orion Knight." I responded while looking around.

"God dammit not again." The old man exclaimed while pinching the bridge of his nose. "Zues you childish bastard, why did you go to the US while drunk and throwing a tantrum you stupid impudent bastard." He exasperates in a slightly heated tone.

He sighs and looks at me with blood shot eyes. "Look you died before your time so to fix this so it won't cause an imbalance in the karmac universe you have a couple options." He explains to me in a frustrated tone. "You can reincarnate into another world with a few requests." He replies.

"I'd like to reincarnate into the walking dead universe with a new look and have a unique background, be an orphan that inherits a decent amount of money in Kings County Georgia. I'd like to be Rick Grimes next door neighbor. I'd also like to be 18 years old. Be 6ft even with, Raven Black hair that goes down to my shoulders. Viking style braids, and have ocean blue eyes. Id like musical talents to be able to sing any songs I've heard from either life for my kids comfort. I'm gonna plagiarize so many lol."

"I'd also like for my daughters to go with me as well to always obey my commands until they're safe. If possible." I requested hopeful.

"Hmmm. I should be able to do that it's not hard." He gives a nod of approval.

"As for background I'd like for their mother to pass away during birth and make them twins so I can just care for them on my own with no drama like I've gone through so far. They should both have unique eyes those of their new mom and me doesn't matter they'll have new names. I'd like them to be really intelligent because I'm honestly a bit of a dumbass that likes to think he's smart. I don't want them to make stupid decisions when I'm not around. If possible make them more vibrant and alluring." I make my second request. And he looks surprised and nods in conformation.

"Then I'd like a useful system equipped with an AI that'll never betray me or my family. I'd like it to have the ability to mess around my inventory and be able creat, and dismantle any and all items for its resources. It's the apocalypse and gotta have many resources. I'd like to have an unlimited inventory and able to store things at the same distance as Satou from Death March to a parallel rapsity, and a shop function that I'm able to acquire anything and everything from other universes within reason. I'd like the ability to telepathically communicate with my kids no matter the distance." I make my final request.

He contemplates for a few minutes before making a decision to think properly to make sure if it's feasible for this to happen. Then finally looks up from his thoughts. "Fine but the telepathy won't activate till the cannon starts." He says with finality .

"Ok that's understandable. Can you make it to where I don't fully awaken my past memories until my 18th birthday?" I asked hopeful because he didn't wanna live as a baby.

And just like that I black out after he snaps his finger and everything goes black.

When I woke up again I was laying in bed watching SpongeBob while my baby girls are sleeping next to me I look out the window and notice it's still dark so I hug them closer and they hold me tighter and I drift off to sleep once more.