Rentaro Mizuno.
An average teenager of 17 years with an a height of barely 6"0, a muscular yet lean build and average looks and wits, blue eyes and white silky hair.
He wasn't a stranger of any sorts to his classmates, but due to the high level of popularity amongst his peers, he was just an after thought.
His grades? Pretty average, social life? Average as well. He had some acquaintances he often related with but none he could call a true friend or even a best friend, Mizuko served as a good example.
His whole life embodied the essence of average, as cruel as fate was to him, it didn't stop there. His parents were killed by hijackers who not only stole their car, but all their financial details.
Rentaro Mizuno, he was a transfer student as of three years ago. Seemingly, he ran away from his past, an orphan who could barely take care of himself but somehow found a way to.
An average life as a background character? That defined his very existence.
"I see." The angelic voice of the angel echoed through the empty space, announcing her very thoughts. Ever since, she had her eyes on Rentaro.
Investigating his past, she discovered the true reason for his lack of fear of death and the unknown. He was a victim of a cruel fate so to speak, ironically it sounded cliche given her title.
"Why have I brought you here you say? Listen up! Everyone!" Nezuna began, immediately capturing the attention of the five students.
"As you all know, you presumably died from the accident you caused by the carelessness of your teachers. Many lost their lives in that accident and so did you, however before your souls left for the world of the dead I summoned you here for one reason and one reason alone."
Mizuko, though feeling the intensity of the moment, maintained his composure. Given their circumstances, he figured due to his influence, they'd all remain calm if he exhibited such behavior since he was the perfect candidate to do so.
He simply refused to let their second chance crumble because of their ignorant nature, after all a stern warning had already been issued.
"To save humanity."
"Excuse me, miss Nezuna." He said, addressing the angel. "What do you mean by save humanity? If it's not too much of a trouble for you, can you elaborate?"
She smiled at his question, not only was this teenager handsome in all mortal kind's glory, he was also one of the few mortals to address a deity with proper respect.
"Of course, after all their fates rests in your hands so every detail is crude and necessary."
"Thank you." He replied, bowing his head in respect.
"What's your name human?" She asked.
"Mizuko, Mizuko Abarame."
He maintained his bow, earning another soft smile from the goddess yet again.
"You can raise your head now, what I'm about to tell you is important, especially you Mizuko since I'll be leaving you in charge of this mission." She said, attracting his immediate obedience as soon as her words left her lips.
"An apocalypse is brewing in another world far different from yours, and apparently the only ones who can stop or potentially put an end to it is you five."
Her words dropped on them with the weight of an anchor of a ship, brewing varied reactions amongst three of them.
Her words were shocking, leaving the five students merely confused.
"What? So you're not saving us, you're just transporting us to another world!" Ren's voice held a hint of annoyance, his lips forming a small frown as he refused to go down this path.
"Yes, that's correct."
"W-what... But I want to go home, back to my parents, my siblings." Mei uttered with teary eyes, unable to comprehend the truth.
"Sure I can do that, but you'll simply meet the same fate as those who died in the explosion."
"N-No."
"I get it, you all want to go home. So do I, but given the circumstances it's not longer a possibility so let's just try to remain calm and hear her out." Mizuko said, his voice exuding authority as it pierced through the intense space.
Even with their combined unease, they all nodded in agreement to his words. The true epitome of leadership.
"Like I said earlier, an apocalypse is brewing and due to the world's inability to handle it on their own, you five have been summoned."
Even with her explanations it was still unclear to them.
"A war? Humans fight war all the time, what makes them different from us that we had to be summoned?" Ren asked.
Theoretically speaking, he wasn't complaining anymore about being summoned by the goddess since he was about to die anyways. But he couldn't wrap his head around it.
"Because unlike humanity in your world, the wagers of the war are not people they can handle. It is not my place to disclose any more information about it, but all I can say is this. Human's from your world have a more complex and refined soul, therefore your Soul-Energy is their only hope in attaining victory."
"H-Huh? Wait, Soul-Energy?"
"Like I said, it's not my place to disclose any more information regarding it. You'll be told all you need to know once I've transported your souls there. But keep one thing in mind, you can not tell the inhabitants of the other world your mission." She announced with a stern voice.
"And why is that?" Rentaro inquired.
"Because they have no idea a war is about to happen, telling them will simply plunge them into an unnecessary state of panic and they'll end up losing before the war will even begin. Once you've been transported, you all will awaken your individual talents, once that happens your mission begins."
Nezuna explained, revealing the implications of making such a drastic decision.
"Now that you've all been briefed on the matter, will you proceed as planned? Or do you still want to go back to your world as dead corpses?"
They all stared at each other for several moments before seemingly reaching an inevitable conclusion.
"Okay, we accept your conditions and mission. It's not like we have much choice anyways, after all we'd just end up dead if we decline." Mizuko, the general overseer of their mission replied on their behalf.
"Okay then, you all have your mission. Always remember, with powers comes responsibilities, and with those responsibilities and stable mindset and leadership is required. The fate of their world is resting on your hands, good luck humans, you'll need it."
As she advised them, a blinding light illuminated the empty space they floated in. And in the blink of an eye, they were all transported into another world.