In one world, messiahs die, and that was a natural law of the universe. Alice noticed that as her life as the Messiah of Tokyo and Mikado. It was not that bad, becoming hope for those who didn't join the Demon Lord or those who joined the Lord's Chariot and Seraph. It was a terrible fate, learning from Charon that she had died the first time. Then she learned that the line was too long and paid her way out.
She looked around, bewildered now. She had won, and she was sure she hadn't been killed by a demon. So why was she before Charon again?
"Ah, it's you... You have someone who wants to talk to you." The white haired man smirked, waving her to the side. Alice turned and blinked at that someone, before she smiled. In a wheelchair, a man in an orange sweater and glasses rolled over to her.
"Ah, Alice, it has been a while, hasn't it?" The man asked, smiling up at her. She rubbed her neck and nodded. To her, she didn't see him for so long since the White Forest.
"Did you summon me here for a reason? Or did I somehow miss a White?" She asked, looking at her Gauntlet. Burroughs wasn't there, and the demons she had were gone. She had plenty of Macca, but no special things in her inventory. Hell, she only noticed she was without any armors or weapons! "And why am I missing so much of my stuff?"
"That is a simple answer, my dear Alice. The Axiom, or rather, the Great Will as you might call it, has deem your time up in that world. However... I have need of you in another world." The man motioned her closer, pulling out a small blue orb from his pocket. She took it and looked it over. It was like a wisp of blue fire, but no heat came off of it. Looking it over, she listened to Stephen explain what it was.
"That is the soul of a young child in another world. A messiah like you. Unlike you, he was not a Samurai, nor was he anything special. In his first year of living, his parents were killed by a Dark Lord using a spell to instantly kill them." She looked at him directly now, brushing some black hair from her eyes. "This Dark Lord then turned on the child, but had his spell rebound back onto him. This child died as a result, the spell used overloading his body and instantly killing him. The Axiom intended for him to live, but in doing so, failed to remember Makarakarn is a spell too strong for a baby."
She handed the soul back as Stephen continued more. "This boy would be known as the Boy-Who-Lived. A symbol for the Light in that world. A Greater Good of sorts, and as you are very sure, that sounds very familiar, no?" She grimaced and tightened her hands into fists. That reminded her too much of the Chariot's Order. "But don't worry. The man who leads that is not intending to be like that. That is a mere side effect of being a Leader who faces the Dark. Law and Chaos once again fighting over who is right and who is wrong."
"Wonderful... What do you want me to do? Are you showing me his soul anyway? You can't expect me to give him my body to reform, right?" She had to ask, because that idea seemed the most simple and wild. But she shook her head and wondered what else he could have had in mind.
"No. I want you to take his place." This stopped Alice in her place, looking at him. Was he nuts?! "After all, I did say the Axiom deemed your mission in your world over. And I was hoping to have you continue your mission, if in your own ways. As a Messiah, you have a duty to help those who need it, don't you?" The Samurai looked away and frowned. It was so annoying to be tricked into doing his job for him. He could have had this kid's soul revived with some sort of power, but instead...
"Do not worry. I promise this will not be as hard as your last life. The amount of demons around in that world is small, but the man leading this Light does not like killing those who are on the Dark. Though it is mostly conversion through showing their wrongs to them and hoping that it will turn the Dark to Light."
She sighed, "Oh great. And how did that go, huh?" She wondered, smirking now. Turning those so stemmed in the Dark to the Light? Even she knew that was hard, but... Didn't she lead the people of Tokyo, a 'Dark' people, to the 'Light' of Mikado? She watched as Stephen smiled, seeing the turmoil in her mind.
"Not well, as you can imagine. But you have done better than he can. Now, let me be very honest. The Axiom does not think that the boy is dead. We have ten more minutes before the man who is to pick up the boy notices he is dead like his parents. We can wait for nine, if you want." Alice nodded and stepped over to Charon, who just passed another soul back into the realm of the living.
"Ah. So, what do you think soul?" The Ferryman of Souls asked. He took off his glasses and sat in his chair, watching her.
"I..." She shook her head and looked at him again. "I don't know. I want to help, sure. But I have to be honest... I'm worried about Isabeau. She needs me. We lost Johnathan, Walter, Navarre... If she loses me too..."
"Oh calm down." She glared at him, but he raised a hand. "I'll be honest, the first two are gone. The latter will show up soon. In her world, your old world." This caused her to stop and think. Navarre was up there? She sighed in relief. The crazy kid was still alive! Oh man if she got to see him she'd hug him instantly. How she missed his blatant and attempted attacks at her person. "Now, I have to continue my job, but you understand that I really don't, right? So why not let me take his offer and you take my job for the next eternity?" That old smile formed again and Alice had to hold back a groan.
"No. I'll do it myself." She waved him off and smiled at that frown that returned to him.
"Fine! Next time we meet, it is going to be either Thirty Thousand Macca or 100 Play Coins to revive you!" He growled at her as the next batch of souls began to try and beg their way to life. She looked at Stephen and noticed the soul was held out to her again.
"If you agree, then take his soul. You will absorb it, and find yourself in his body. It will change to fit you. Don't worry, you won't lose any memories, but you will be an adult in a child's body." She looked at the soul and frowned once more.
One last mission, right? A Main Quest to be taken and a goal to be gotten. Sure, the reward probably wasn't the best or grandest thing in the world, but to Alice, Samurai of Mikado and Light to the Unclean Ones, it would be worth it.
She reached out, and took the soul, and her whole world went dark.