The television screen went dark as the movie ended.
She remained seated for a moment, staring at the reflection of herself in the black screen. The last scene of *Thor: Ragnarok* lingered in her mind
Then she stood up.
There was nothing special about the night. The streets were quiet. The air was cold. Streetlights cast long shadows across the pavement as she walked home.
Her thoughts drifted.
The sound of an engine cut through the silence. She turned her head. Headlights filled her vision. There was no time to react.
Impact.
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There was no pain.
No sensation.
No sound.
She opened her eyes.
Black.
An endless void stretched in every direction. There was no ground beneath her feet, yet she stood. No sky above her, yet she could look upward. No light source, yet she could see.
She remained still.
Then a voice spoke.
{Subject confirmed}
The voice did not come from any direction. It existed directly in her mind.
{Cause of death: vehicular impact}
{Status: deceased}
{Randomly drawing destination: little garden}
{You will receive a randomly drawn template from the Death Gacha System}
{The system draws from all death-related entities across anime, games, movies, and other fiction you have observed}
She processed the words without interruption.
{System objective: train subject to become the Death God of All Existence}
{Support functions will be provided}
{Multiverse Traversal unlocked}
{Accessible destinations include, but are not limited to: High School DxD, Honkai: Star Rail}
Silence returned.
Then—
{Initializing Gacha}
A faint distortion appeared in the void.
It took the shape of a circular interface. Symbols she did not recognize rotated within it. At its center, a single point of darkness condensed.
{Drawing}
The point expanded.
Something emerged.
Information flooded her mind.
{"Hela."}
The word settled.
{"Template acquired."}
The void shifted.
Power entered her body.Her existence changed.Her heartbeat stopped.
It did not restart.
Her lungs ceased movement.
She did not suffocate.
Her body no longer required function to exist.
Undead Physiology established.
Energy spread through her limbs. It was not warmth. It was something else—something closer to absence.
Necrotic energy.
It obeyed.
Blades formed around her.
Dozens.
Hundreds.
They hovered in the void, perfectly still, each one an extension of her will.
Weapon Manifestation.
Blade Generation
Her perception expanded.
Something new appeared.
Souls.
Soul Interaction
Her body shifted again.
Strength increased.
Durability increased.
Speed and reflexes recalibrated beyond human limits.
{Template integration complete}
The blades vanished.
The energy settled.
She remained standing in the void.
Unchanged in appearance.
Changed in every other way.
{"Current strength: 4-digit."}
{"Classification: Moon to star system level."}
The system paused.
Then—
{"Transmigration will now begin."}
The void distorted.
Space folded inward.
Her body did not resist.
There was nothing to resist.
{"Destination: Little Garden."}
The black space collapsed.
Her existence followed.
And then—
She disappeared.