Chapter 1 - Prologue

"Who am I?" - said a light in human form, it was the soul of a child no more than 8 years old, it had no distinctive features, it was just a golden silhouette that had a mouth - "Where am I? Why... I can't remember anything?"

A soul surrounded by loneliness in the middle of the infinite void. He didn't know how long it had been since he had regained consciousness - "Hello?! Can anyone hear me?!"

The silence grew deeper and deeper and he felt his despair increase with every moment that passed - "Someone... it doesn't matter who it is... please... answer me..."

The soul was becoming more and more discouraged.

Insecurity, sadness, fear, a lot of negative emotions began to take over his existence - "*Sob* Please... save me..."

The poor boy could only snuggle up in fear because he didn't even know who he was. He didn't know where he was and only saw darkness around him - "Mother... father..."

"I want to go home..." - whispered the boy as the color of his body changed from bright gold to a dull blue. Slowly he closed his 'eye' and went into a deep sleep, not realizing that someone was watching him.

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The boy didn't know how long it had been since he had first woken up but he understood that it was not little. He had already become a little used to the loneliness of the place but he was still afraid. No matter how much he wanted to leave the place, there was no way to escape the clutches of darkness that surrounded him.

"Take a deep breath..." - the boy muttered as he tried to calm down and try to remember something. He had tried more than once but always ended up with the same result, a severe headache and a growing fear of which he did not know the origin. It was as if he unconsciously did not want to remember anything from his past.

"My name is...ugh" - cried the boy as he took his head - "No result...as usual..."

But he didn't give up. Again he tried to remember something, even if it was an image, a fragment, anything that could help him connect with the past. He felt that today would be the day when all his efforts would finally bear fruit.

"Come on... you can do it..." - the boy just gritted his teeth as he resisted the growing pain in his head until he could finally see something - "It's my memories!"

Slowly he was able to see those images he had waited so long for, only to find himself with scenes he could not believe. Multiple people with different appearances doing things he never thought possible - "Naruto? Goku? Issei? Natsu? Luffy? Bell? Mangas? What's that?"

The boy tried to remember something else but nothing seemed to work, so as he sighed, he tried to explore even more the memories he had. Slowly he sank into the depths of his memories and found the information he was looking for but this only made him even more depressed. He knew who Naruto, Goku and the others were but he did not remember their Name or their past.

"*Sigh~* At least it's something..." - the boy muttered as he shook his head - "Now the question is where am I..."

"What is that?" - asked the boy when he noticed that amid the deep emptiness he had finally seen something different. In the distance, he could see a light so bright that it seemed to be a star in the middle of the night. Slowly he floated carefully towards that place, after all, he didn't know if that was dangerous or not, but it was the only thing that could get him out of this place.

The closer he got, the brighter the light became until when he reached the place, everything was now lit up.

"YOUNG SOUL... WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?" - Said a voice that was both majestic and full of compassion and love.

"I don't know" - the boy muttered - "I don't even know where I am..."

He let his guard down because something told him the voice wouldn't hurt him. It was as if his words alone helped him overcome all the fears he had gained from being in this sad place.

". . ." - the voice was silent for a few seconds, though if you listened, you could tell he was sighing.

"Etto... Nice to meet you, my name is..." - said the boy when he noticed that he had been rude and hadn't introduced himself but quickly remembered that he didn't know his name - ". . ."

"DON'T WORRY, CHILD" - said the voice - "I KNOW ABOUT YOUR...

"DON'T WORRY, CHILD" - said the voice - "I KNOW ABOUT YOU... SITUATION..."

"How do you know?" - asked the child.

"BECAUSE I AM GOD..." - replied the voice.

"You are god?!" - exclaimed the boy - "I'm sorry for the lack of respect!"

" DO NOT WORRY" - answered god with a compassionate voice.

"But if you are god... that just means..." - murmured the boy as the glow of his soul grew dimmer and dimmer.

"I'M SORRY TO SAY... BUT YES, YOU ARE DEAD" - god could only sigh when he said this, after all, nobody would like to know that they are dead, least of all when they cannot remember anything about their life, although there are times when it is better not to remember some things.

"I'm dead... that explains how depressing this place is..." - sighed the boy.

"THIS IS THE LIMBO, THE PLACE WHERE SOULS COME THAT HAVE A DEEP UNfulfilled WISH AND THE GUILT OF NOT HAVING REACHED IT KEEPS THEM ATTACHED TO THE WORLD OF THE LIVING" - answered God - "BUT THIS SECTION OF THE LIMBO IS A DIFFERENT CASE... ONLY PEOPLE WHO NEED SALVATION ARE COMING."

"Salvation?" - the boy asked.

"YES, SALVATION" - repeated God - "BECAUSE THAT WIS WISH IS NOT COMPLETED, IT IS WHAT GIVES YOU THE STRENGTH TO CONTINUE RESISTING ALL THAT PAIN AND SUFFERING YOU HAVE. IF IT WEREN'T FOR THAT D.E.S.I.R.E YOU HAVE, YOU WOULD HAVE FALLEN INTO HELL BECAUSE OF THE GREAT GUILT YOU HAVE IN THE DEPTHS OF YOUR HEART"

". . ." - the child could only be silent while listening to God. He now feared his past even more.

"THAT IS WHY I HAVE COME TO GIVE YOU THAT CHANCE OF SALVATION" - said god in a tone full of fatherly affection - "I AM GOING TO SEND YOU TO ONE OF THOSE WORLDS YOU SO D.E.S.I.R.E"

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First of all, God is not shouting, it's just that his voice is so loud that it resonates in the surroundings.

Second, I will be translating these first chapters when I have some more time because not only am I translating this, but I am also rewriting two of my stories and continuing to write another one.