Transmigrating from a zombie world to become the mecha kings wife



On the yellow star, inside grim reaper Ramslin's exquisite house, he was having a conversation with someone Scarlet would recognize easily, for it was none other than the old deity.

Perhaps she would be surprised to see him having a conversation with another grim reaper the way he always did with her. Furthermore, she would be surprised to see him sipping tea with a tranquil look on his young handsome face and not the old familiar one he usually used with her. The content of the conversation seemed to unexpectedly revolve around her.

"You have been studying your fellow reaper secretly for a while now Ram, what exactly is your intention by veiling yourself and following her around. Are you reaper warriors planning to cause trouble in my realm?"

"The warriors are not behind this," Ramslin answered. "I was just curious because of the way she is leveling up so quickly. It took me two years to make it to level three and yet she made it there in less than a year." He spoke softly, but he scoffed and shook his head. "Something was suspicious, I knew that it was too good to be true."

"Some grim reapers have a natural affinity for soul cultivation than others." The old deity replied. "She happens to be one of them. Why should her cultivation speed make you curious anyway, it's not as if it's related to you. The girl has talent, extraordinary talent."

Ramslin did not believe that response one bit and he said, "I saw something weird, she has these green flames and she did something to the soul eaters with them, I cannot forget it. I have never seen anything like it in my few years at this job. What is she? Is she even a grim reaper? Is she a deity experiencing life as a reaper?"

"Is that the only reason why you are interested in her?" The old deity did not respond to Ramslin's questions but he rather posed one of his own. He smiled mysteriously and added, "I don't think so, I see everything you know, and that computer thing of yours has a picture of her. If I didn't know better, I would think that your interest in her is somewhat romantic." The old deity looked mighty proud of himself from his deduction.

"You are wrong, my Lord." Ramslin denied. "I dare not covet a married woman."

"Hmmm, she is magnificent Scarlet, one of my beautiful reapers. And it's not because of her face, it's her powerful aura and fierce nature. Even when she should surrender in a fight she always refuses to do so. It's not a sin that you admire or desire her, as long you do not lose your sanity to that desire and harm her husband."

"I would never!!" Ramslin said, fully exasperated at the mere suggestion of such an abominable act. He would be stripped of his powers and sent off to eternal damnation or erased from existence. Why would he risk the wonderful life he had as an immortal reaper over a woman?

"Good." The old deity said. He stood up and touched Ramslin's head suddenly forcing him into a deep sleep. "Let's forget all the useless memories." The old deity said, slowly, to himself. He erased the memories of Scarlet using her green flame. Someday, it would come out but now was not the time. He replaced those memories with others.

"I have not forgotten about you." He said to Ramslin's soul pet, and he erased it's memories too, and replaced them. From now on, all Ramslin would see when Scarlet used her green flame was nothing but the excess power of her soul gourd. 

The old deity looked outside the window at the falling snow flakes, he smiled and vanished.

Back at the governor's Castle, Justin, after finally prying his small body from his mother's death grip made it to the living room eventually. When he made it out, he leaned first against the door and sighed like an exhausted adult, thinking to himself that his mother was really clingy. Even in her sleep, she had held on to him so tightly as if he was her personal teddy bear.

He touched his stomach and realized that everyone else that he had left behind previously was gone with the exception of his two grandmothers, one his great grandmother actually.

"What happened?" The two pulled him to a sofa in the living room and grilled.

"Where is your mother?" Mega asked him.

"What did your father say?" Cecily asked as well.

The little boy looked at both women as he wondered whose question to answer first. The one about mummy was easiest.

"Mummy is sleeping." He answered. "I am hungry." He added.

"I will make you some waffles and give you a cup of milk." Cecily stood up and went to the kitchen. Her little adorable great grandson was hungry, she could wait a while longer before asking him for details on what happened in the bedroom.

"I will help, I know how Scarlet arranged her kitchen. There is a specific order to everything and she is very particular about where things should be placed." Mega joined Cecily in the kitchen.

"I noticed that she gets unhappy if things are carelessly moved around in the living room as well, everything must look a certain way." Cecily added. "Which got me wondering, if she likes things in perfect order why is she named Scarlet? All your children seem to be following a specific alphabetical naming order. "

Mega shook her head and scoffed, "Oh, don't get me started on that. I did not name her Scarlet, her true name is Demona. She suddenly applied for a legal name change when she was twelve years old without my permission. I didn't even know until we went to school and her teacher was calling her Scarlet."

If Mega could see Cecily's face as she explained perhaps she would stop talking. The other woman was staring at her as if she was insane. "You named your daughter Demona!!" Cecily shouted.

"Mm," Mega nodded, "What is wrong with it?"

"You named her after those demons the Buddhist priest talked about?" Cecily questioned the logic behind the name.

"How was I supposed to know that demon is something evil? I dug the name up from one of those ancient books at the school of ancient culture research." Mega explained herself. After they were taught about evil and demons which still sounded unbelievable to her, she was happy that Scarlet had changed her name. How much mockery would she be facing now if people compared her to a demon?

"This is why I am taking too long to give my latest a name." Both women looked at the baby who was playing with Justin. She was grabbing his fingers while he shook a rattle for her. "Carolyn said that maybe Scarlet's life was messed up back then suddenly because I gave her the wrong name. We never found out the source of her illness or what it was after all."

Cecily was puzzled, how was a name responsible for the sickness which plagued Scarlet. Wasn't it a mental disease? Those were not new in their empire.

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