I've always thought Earth was weird. Here you can do whatever you want, and people don't judge you as much as in the underworld. I like it here on Earth.
"Joey, Joey! Dude, are you daydreaming again?"
I bring myself back to reality and look up at Tristan, who was standing in front of my desk. Great, I'm at school. The one thing I hate about Earth.
"Joey, are you even alive?"
Well, technically I'm not. But I can't tell him that.
"Yeah, I'm alive."
"It's lunch time and we're going to be at the end of the line because you were daydreaming again!"
"Sorry."
I'll tell you one thing - the best thing about Earth is the food! In the underworld most people just eat chicken. Day after day of nothing but chicken, and if you're lucky you get bacon. But usually a bunch of high class shinigami eat it all. At least we have it better than the fallen angels. I seriously feel bad for them; the fallen angels only eat a few times a month. I guess they deserve it since they betrayed the angels in heaven, but haven't the angels heard of second chances?
"Joey, hurry up and get your damn food so I can get mine!" yells Tristan.
When did I get in the lunch line? I look at the lunch lady, who hands me a tray of delicious Earth food, and then I wait for Tristan.
"What's wrong, Joey?" he asks once he receives his own tray.
"What do you mean?"
"You've been daydreaming a lot lately and today we're the last ones in the lunch line. We're always first! So, what's going on, Joey?"
"I've just been thinking a lot lately."
"Since when do you think?"
"Hey! I think a lot!"
"Seriously, Joey. You OK?"
"Yeah, I'm fine."
Okay, so maybe I'm not actually "OK." You know how the shinigami take a person's soul to heaven or the underworld, right? The way we do this is by getting a list of names every week, which is sent to us by the ruler of the underworld: Lord Zigfried von Schroeder. Well, the list I got this week has a bunch of people who die on the same day near the same time. Usually someone would inform us if there was going to be some kind of disaster, but nothing's been said.
"What took you guys so long to get here?" asks Tea, who had just walked up to me and Tristan.
"Nothing important," I answer.
After a few minutes of eating in silence, I ask, "Where's Yugi?"
"Kaiba took him off somewhere to duel again," Tea says.
Kaiba never gives up. Oh well.
"Hey, the bell is about to ring," Tea informs us, "so we should start walking to class."
I throw my tray away and we all start walking to class, fairly bored at the prospect of another lesson.
Then, all of a sudden, fear and panic wash over me.
All the windows break, glass shattering to the ground. People start screaming for help, running around like headless chickens. Winged creatures fly off with people in hand or talon, and I just stand there. Frozen.
The shinigami are attacking humans.
This paradise is being destroyed.