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Soulbound - reincarnated as a zanpakuto

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Hello there, I got wasted at a party and now woke up as a zanpakuto. Weird right? Even better! My wielder is a female shinigami who is said to be the soul king (queen?). Ah, right, did I mention I am basically the concept of death given form, and we are in the Overlord world?
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Chapter 1 - Chapter 1

I watch as a drunk middle-aged man walks into his luxurious villa filled with staff and servants.

This night was 'wild'… that is for him at least if not for a fact that he basically signed a document. Once piece of paper that authorised a tragedy that will undoubtedly end in deaths of many homeless and innocent civilians that barely make ends meet.

That alone made me look with great disgust. And do not even make me started on what he does to his staff taking care of his home.

"Tch. Fucking sadistic bastard" I say under by breath quietly to not get spotted or heard by his guard patrolling around. The filtration mask helps muffling my voice.

I look at the dark 'sky' this night, if you could call polluted atmosphere a sky. It is perfect. No rain, no wind, best conditions I could ask for.

I better hurry. I do not have much time.

Observing as a man comes close to the window with a glass of expansive alcohol. He does not even manage to drink much of it as it spills on the floor due to his intoxicated movements.

"People are dying on the streets, unable to afford a house or air filtration system for themselves and you act like that? You shitty mayor…"

Clenching my fists I wait. Wait for the perfect opportunity. One might think it is right now since he is right in front of the window easily accessible by me, but I know he will tr...

And then he tripped… As I thought. He is not nearly as drunk as he would seem. Most likely realised someone might be nearby and acted to lure me out.

Heh. Too bad I did it so many times this trick is something I saw way too many times. Too bad for him that is.

Once he gets back up, he no longer acts 'drunk'. A miracle, he got sober instantly… ok I will stop now.

Anyway, a girl comes into his room, one can only guess for what, right. Disgusting pig.

She looks scared and all. Most likely a homeless girl he decided to 'use'. Huh? Do you want me to pity her? No. for one simple reason.

She was paid to get to him by me. Yes, I planned it.

Her task is simple. Get in, possibly get fucked and do something specific.

As the guy was getting naked (Please I do not want to look at this tiny thing) she was able to get close to window and put a device on it. The whole thing is basically using soundwaves to make the glass 'softer'. As to why I need it. Well...

Exactly then the perfect opportunity arose and I just… boom.

His head exploded.

Yes, I killed him with sniper rifle, and the glass was bulletproof or rather it was since now it is in shambles.

The girl stopped acting scared and emotionlessly looked in my direction, smiled and… jumped out of the window?

 I have a weird feeling she was not a homeless girl at all. Well, there is always a bigger fish. Job done is job done. I will still get paid.

Anyway, as I gather my things before security arrives, I look at the watch on my wrist.

"Damn. 10pm." I cursed at this news.

I should be at home around 11pm. It only leaves me with an hour max.

What might be so important for high class assassin like me? An MMO game. Yes, today it is the last day of my favourite game, and I want to be there till the end.

As I get down from the building I call the contractor on the phone.

"Who is it?" The male voice says.

"Pffff. Atsune." I almost laughed as I recognised the voice.

There was silence he is most likely laughing too.

"Is it done?" He finally says.

"Yes, target eliminated. No problems." I confirm sending the photo of the scene I took after shooting.

"Money should arrive in a minute or two. Also..." He paused and coughed before continuing.

"Could you say bye for Momo for me? I will not be able to come today, and this guy is most likely going to be alone there." My friend says.

"Sure, will do. See you around, Ulbert" After those words I hung up.

Who knew he was this high up the corporate ladder to deal with this type of shit. I do not take job offers only from corpo. Sometimes I take easier ones from randoms.

Has someone looked at you weirdly? Sure, Imma off him. He banged you wife. I got you fam. Karen wants to speak to the manager. …You get a discount.

As for the pig mayor. Do you think he was killed for luring in girls, misuse of money or something? Hah, jokes on you. It was simpler. He was organising illegal trade with that corporation and well, he lost his value while simultaneously knowing too much.

As I ride home on my bike, I keep glancing at the watch cursing each minute. On the streets no one cared about a person on a bike with a package that looks like some rifle. The reason is simple. Wear expensive clothes, ride a good-looking bike or car and everyone will assume you are important and not worth a trouble.

Simple. That is how the world works around here. Which is funny considering that corporations caused the world to collapse with world wars, pollution etc causing humanity to just live in mega cities located on a few slightly hospitable pieces of land that are left. And the reason?

Ah, the usual. Greed, power, arrogance.

I quickly got home and without even eating anything lunged straight at pod capsule to get into a game.

It took a few minutes to boot up, but yes It works. One of the perks of being assassin: You got more bread than you can eat.

Once inside I saw a ruined castle with mutated monsters roaming around.

"Ah right. I logged out after we gave 'taxi' to newbies." I said quietly moving further in some direction I knew all too well.

What I meant is that me and a few of my friends were helping some weaker players to gain exp by adding them to a party and clearing some high-level dungeons. In the end it took a few hours, but those guys were way higher in scale.

I casted a modified gate spell that looked like some Japanese sliding doors opening up.

Normally changing the look of spells or even creating your own is impossible but as someone with large amount of money. you get some priority treatment.

There are some other things I bought like my guild is located in separate dimension which translates into different instance comparable to a dungeon but a one that cannot be entered normally and with huge open space to design on your own. Yeah, I am trash pay to win player. Bite me.

And why bother with this designing stuff? I am role player so just for plot, fluff and fun.

I look at the clock on the UI.

"23:34… damn." I comment sadly at the hour.

I logged in later then I originally planned. I haven't yet done gun maintenance yet…

I just sigh at this and look around. I saw a white space with floating islands around. I am standing on the one in the middle.

I instantly thought about this place. It was something like a pocked space inside that guild owned dimension. It was supposed to have a complete super strong guards etc. but I didn't have enough resources to do so. Even devs told me I already did enough, and they are going to keep me from messing around even more. So no modifications.

Welp. Nothing I can do about it. So this place stays empty.

Then as I promised to Ulbert I looked at my friend's list and found Momonga who is as usual online.

Messaged him about some stupid stuff and asking for rl contact info to meet up someday. Even tho I am certain he won't send me any.

The whole thing about how we get to know each other is funny and purely coincidental. I just went to a dungeon for an item I was interested in and those guys also showed up. At first It almost came to blows since they thought my character is human until the.. I forgot her name, the slime girl… who is a voice actress irl featuring in certain specific types of anime. Don't ask how I know that, ok?

 Anyway. She noticed that my character is not actually human type but a spirit/ghost/kami and a few more races I levelled up. After that we had a talk, I was invited to their guild but I refused as I have my own (Even if there is only me and NPCs). In the end we cleared the dungeon a few times until all of us got items we wanted.

And that's it. I went to their tomb a few times, helped in creating some of the NPCs. Other than Momo I am also good buddies with Ulbert and Tabula. The reason is simple, I am a roleplayer just like Ulbert, I love creating lore and backstories exactly like Tabula.

And I only tolerated that perverted pigeon due to some… ehm… show recommendations.

"23:58. Oh fuck. I won't be able to even get out int the guild hall to see my creation one last time." I sigh in sadness and just use materials I have in my inventory to create a nice matching zabuton to sit on.

Due to the emptiness of the white space I take a last look at my character screen trying etch it into my memory even more than it already is.

 

 

Looking at my character I compare it to how I look in real life and realise It's practically opposite to the real one. Silver long hair, blue eyes with slightly tanned complexion. Had to pay extra to get myself tall as fuck, limit was 2 meters and I am lightly taller.

Is it cringe and edgy? Very. Do I care? Hell nah.

'23:59:50'

'23:59:51'

'52'

As the time kept ticking I got very tired and couldn't stop myself fell asleep.

'54'

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