Man I get to much ideas I can't keep track.

When I died in my first life I experienced the feeling of falling endlessly in the black void of the afterlife. I say the feeling of falling because I couldn't see or hear anything, but I had that sensation of weightlessness. I don't know how long I fell, but it felt like an eternity encapsulated within mere moments.

Nonetheless I experienced the feeling of falling and fell and fell and fell.

Until I crashed into the palm of a titan.

I had struggled to stand then, unused to holding my own weight after so long. In the end I did stand up and beheld the gargantuan face in the distance.

It looked to be made of stone, deep cavernous crevices carved the facial features of the monolithic creature. A fearsome visage it was.

Then I heard it, the ticking and ticking of a clock or a watch. The massive face of the being lit up as if a volcano had erupted. Volcanic ash bloomed into the sky and covered it. A wall of the very same ash rushed towards me at immense speed intending to swallow my being whole.

There was no where to hide, nowhere to run and thus I faced the second death. Accepting my fate I closed my eyes and awaited the coming doom. Closer and closer I could feel it coming. Faster and faster it reached me. I opened my eyes my acceptance growing into denial! This wasn't fair why was I going to die again so soon after my first demise! Why I had asked, but no answers came to me. And so I raged at the unfairness of it all. No I wasn't going to lay down and accept this fate, but what can one man do against the wrath of nature? What could I do?

Time stopped and I bore witness to a miracle. The titanic wall of ash that had loomed over me retreated. Reversing in time back towards the mountainous face of the titan, the ash in the sky retreating as well. Flowing back into the demonic face of the titan.

I stood frozen and in awe. Wide eyes seeing but not comprehending, not until I heard it.

Man can do a lot.

The titans face had spoken to me. It didn't move but I could feel eyes on me.

And you will as well. Accept my pact and you will live again.

I could live once more?

Yes.

There truly was no other answer I could give. No other choice. I accepted and haven't regretted it since.

You are me and I am you, our pact is made and we shall be reborn together. The Titan Chronos and the Human Faust.

And with those words I was reborn

I'll skip over my childhood, but I'll provide some detail.

In this life I was reborn in Tokyo, Japan to a loving mother and father. Seo Reiko and Seo Ken respectively. They named me Hikaru.

My mother Reiko was a tough woman whom raised me practically by herself whilst my father worked all day and night to provide for us. We were a classics family unit.

For fifteen years they raised and loved me, caring for me and not caring that their child was rather weird and awkward. They provided for me and I loved them perhaps more deeply than my first set of parents.

For fifteen years they cared for this child. For me.

And then they died.

And I knew who killed them, or rather what killed them and I was going to kill it.

Present Time (1st Person POV)

Lighting the incense at the alter of my parents i mourned. I thought back to the last time I saw them.

"We'll be back before 8pm ok Hikaru."My pregnant mother told me, smiling as she held her belly.

"Yes mom, I'll clean up before you guys get back." Smiling I waved as I headed back further into the house to clean.

"Oi. I'm the one that cleans up here. You play games and relax."

I grinned and replied "No."

A vein throbbed on her head head.

"You brat. You never take care of yourself." She let loose a smile. "What did I do to deserve you?"

Walking closer to her I hugged her.

"You raised me and I'll forever be grateful for that. Now go to the hospital for that check up, I love you mom."

"I love you more."

"Reiko it's time to go."

"Tch! Stop interrupting my lovely moment with my son, bastard!"

Dad deciding enough was enough started coaxing a yelling mom into the car.

"Hikaru take care. We'll be back."

And with that. They were gone.

Looking at the picture of a smiling couple I sniffled, tears prickling my eyes.

"I miss you Mom, Dad."

Turning away from the shrine I headed to my room and prepared myself. If only I had gone with them I would've been able to protect them.

But now it was to late for regret, only revenge. Focusing a golden hand held watch formed in my hand.

"I will avenge you both. I promise that."

It took me an hour and a half of walking to get to where I needed to go. A tunnel in an off road path.

My Mom and Dad had disappeared whilst driving through this tunnel on their way back to home. The bodies desecrated beyond belief when someone had first found them. The baby in Moms belly nowhere to be found.

The tunnel that had take my parents lives was a weird one, abandoned and decrepit. Which was why I thought it weird that my parents died here. No one used this tunnel only punks and kids looking to be scared. So that meant only one thing, my parents were lured here.

To this cursed tunnel.

Breathing deeply I let go of my emotions and felt hate almost consume me, but I didn't let it. Exhaling I looked up at the arch of the tunnel entrance and walked into the darkness.

Even just at the entrance I felt the malevolent presence of what could only be the cursed spirits residing in there. I wasn't blind in where I was born, but I don't really have much memories to rely on from my past life. So I stuck with what was relevant.

In this world there is a energy that was never there in my first life, cursed energy. Energy that comes from humans, that forms from the inconveniences of life like forgetting your car keys o stubbing your toe. Or it comes from tragedies. Hurricanes, earthquakes, genocides. Everything that can produce a negative emotion can produce this cursed energy.

From what I've seen this energy also forms monsters or curses from what little I can remember. Memory does deteriorate over time and dying did me no favours.

"M-my b-babyyy."

A shiver went down my spine. I stopped walking as I turned around and faced the cursed spirit.

it was malformed. A spindly figure holding a rock. Three eyes on one side of its head. It had three arms. A face split open by a gaping mouth filled with shark like teeth. It shook and shivered. It's eyes focused on me intensely.

"M-my b-babyy."

Anger filled me.

"Time Lapse"

Everything within a ten meter radius froze in place. Not even the dust motes we're free from my technique. A phantom of a scythe formed with a thought and I swung it at the curse in a horizontal swing.

Releasing my technique, time continued again.

Within the instant the curse was cut in half and the wall behind it suffered a shallow cut. Looking down at the curse I frowned. It was weak, not the curse I was looking for. walking further down into the tunnel I noticed that everything was distorted. I had tripped a trap.

The tunnel shook and distorted flowing in a disorienting way and making me sick. Shaking the tunnel finally settled.

The final product of the change was a large room with dozens of roads leading towards different tunnels.

"Oh shit."

Then the talking started. And all sorts of curses started to walk out from the tunnels.

"Ma-ma?"

"Free? C-coupons?"

"Sscary."

This was very bad, but it's not like I expected to survive long after my parents death. Focusing I materialized my golden watch and grinned.

"Well. Time to die!"

And with that I activated my cursed technique.

"Time Lapse"

You see 'Time Lapse' is my first and only ability so far. It allows me to freeze time in a radius of ten meters. I created this ability when I was nine. At first I could only freeze time within a two foot radius and froze myself when doing so. It took a lot of trading to get this technique to where I was now. Because now I can move freely and capture others in the technique I have surrounding me. I'm saying this because it makes it so much easier for me to kill the spirits. The only downside is that this technique can not be held so easily for a long time.

Sprinting towards a threesome of spirits I quickly caught them in 'Time Lapse' and decapitated them with two swings before moving on to the next grouping. In total there were fifteen cursed spirits in this hall. None so powerful that I'm powerless to defeat them, but I'm rather weak myself. Having only killed two cursed spirits before coming to this tunnel.

To be frank, I'm green at this.

My ability caught two spirits that foolishly jumped into my abilities radius freezing them in the air allowing to easily dispatch them.

I was able to kill five more of them before I ran out of gas. Leaving the last five. You see not fighting has really limited my ability to grow. But I wanted to have a normal life and only made the technique as a safety measure for myself.

"A minute huh."

The invisible radius of my ability blink away fading in notes of light as I fell to one knee. Looking up I noticed the five spirits running towards me.

"Just because I don't have my 'Time Lapse' anymore doesn't mean I'm powerless!"

With mostly the last bit I formed my scythe and swung at the five. I hit every single one. It had to be the most beautiful thing I've ever seen. They all fell to the ground writhing before disappearing in those black flecks.

"Heh. I'm weak. Only one minute and I was out of juice."

But looking back at those curses fading bodies I felt empty, but at least they won't harm anyone anymor-

"You are right."

I froze. The being that appeared beside me. It scares me. Humanoid unlike the previous curses. Grey skin, bulging eyes and a nasty grin. But it talked to me. Consciousness was displayed.

"You're weak."

With its piece said it moved and I was sent flying into a wall.

I couldn't move. Embedded into the tunnel wall as I was, there was also my broken body. There was no way I was making it out here alive.

The spirit was the strongest I have ever seen.

Footsteps echoed in the hall as the spirit made its way towards me.

"Shshshshshi. When my cute little minions were killed I had thought a sorcerer had come to kill me. But it turned out there was only a little brat who got to big for his britches."

It grin larger and tilted its head.

"But you aren't are you. Shshshshshi! Your cursed technique is quite powerful, but it's wasted by a weakling like you. How pathetic Shshshshsi! At least you know you are weak Shshshshshi!"

It mocked me. But I guess it wasn't wrong. One hit was all it took for it to completely incapacitate me. I can barely move a muscle.

"But you. You remind me of someone. I can't quite name it."

Settling in a crouch the spirit mumbled to itself with its hand under its chin. But what was it that it said? I reminded it of someone?

A realization is made.

Red hit rage pumps through me as I force my body to move. Slowly I pull myself out of the hole I was in ignoring my broken body. The spirit jumps up with a hurrah.

"Ah I remembered! It was that couple with the baby."

It licked around its grotesque mouth with a disgusting tongue. With a giggle it walks closer to me.

"That woman and man a few weeks ago. They were delicious. Especially when I ripped that baby out of the woman's stomach and ate it in front of them. Shshshshi. The wails of a parent losing a child is so wonderful."

Putting a hand on my chest it pushed me back into the hole and stared deep into my eyes. I struggled against it.

"It's like seasoning."

This... how dare it.

"I'm going to kill you."

"Hmm."

Leaning over it turned its head to the side and mocked me. Letting go of it's grin.

"Yo are going to have to speak louder. I didn't hear you."

How dare it.

"I'm going to kill you."

Turning its head back it grinned.

"Like seasoning."

My eyes widened as suddenly my head was in its maw. Teeth surrounded my neck like a shark.

Then it bit down and ripped my head off.

This is not your End.

You are me and I am you.

A gift from one to another.

With a gasp I opened my eyes and stood up. I was still in the tunnel. But there was massive amounts of damage to it.

"Yo-you."

Snapping my head to the voice I saw the cursed spirit from before. But it was beat up. Half of its body was just gone and it was slowly flecking away into pieces. However half of its face was still there allowing me to see the genuine fear in its eyes.

"You were dead. How're you alive."

Frowning I took a step towards it and it step back. I froze seeing this before walking forwards at a brisk pace. There was something new I had to test.

"Stay back!"

Again I felt hate, but it was more subdued more mute than I felt it before.

"Why are you afraid."

"huh?"

The spirit was confused. I understand, turning my head so my ear was facing it I repeated my question.

"Why are you afraid."

The spirit froze indignant. Before exploding towards me. I noticed it was slower than it was before.

"Don't you dare mock me! You BASTARD!"

Within mere moments I found myself standing behind it.

"Slow."

Standing still the curse feared for its life.

"How did a brat like you get so fast?"

Turning towards the spirit I tilted my head.

"Your not as strong as you were before are you. Your weaker now. Not as weak as your minions, but still weak enough for me to kill you easily."

Offended the curse swung its fist towards me. Preparing myself I raised my hand.

"I am not weak!"

"Cursed Technique: Imminent Demise"

It's fist disintegrated and its other wounds swallowed the curse up and destroyed it completely.

"A brat like you."

Lowering my hand I swayed before falling down. The last thing I saw was a head of white hair.

"This'll be interesting."

Well here it is my newest muse. I cannot keep track of everything. Maybe I should make a plot bunny bundle. Anyway have a good one.