Is It Wrong To Cheat In A Dungeon [On Hold]

Chapter 1

Hello everyone!

I just want to mention this is an AU Multiverse.

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Raven Eveningshade smiled to himself as he stared up at the sky as people surrounded him. The sound of sirens in the distance. The smell of smoke. The sound of someone crying... oh, it was his niece, Amelia.

Why was she crying? Because her uncle, himself, had 6 gun shots wounds to his chest. He was dying. There was no doubt about that.

Why was he smiling though? He was dying after all. It was simple. Because his niece would live. She was fine. She would be mentally scarred for life. She would most likely have a small scar on the side of her head where one of those bastards cut her with a knife.

Focus!

She would live. An that's all he cared about. If it was his life for hers, then so be it. So with his remaining strength he moved his hand up and rubbed her head.

"Smile brat. Tell everyone I'm sorry." An with a smile, Raven Eveningshade died, his hand held by his niece who would forever morn him and blame herself for this event for a long time.

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When he opened his eyes again, Raven Eveningshade found himself feeling no pain. He reached down to his chest and found no bullet wounds. He felt no pain.

'Did I enter a coma and only woke up after I've healed? No. The injuries I had wouldn't allow me live longer. I died.' Raven thought for a moment as he looked around.

He was on a bed inside a room. The bed really was just perfect. Not too soft, but not too hard either. Perfectly balanced.

However as he took it into greater detail, he noticed the picture frames on the wall. As he went to get up from under the blankets, he noticed he was only in his underwear. He shrugged.

He was dead. He didn't really care if he was only in his undergarments. He didn't exactly have a desire to be clothed when alone. He wasn't shy of his body, so why should he care?

Focusing now, he looked at the picture frames and saw a man with white hair smiling. He had golden eyes that shined. His arm around a woman the same age roughly. She had black haired and black eyes. She was looking away slightly, but a smile graced her lips.

However in that moment he heard the sound of a door opening and turned around to see the same woman, however as both locked eyes she went beet red in embarrassment as she snapped her fingers and pair of black pants, a black shirt and a red jacket appeared on him. His casual clothes.

"Cool. Are you Death? Thantos? Hela? Anubis? Osiris? Shinigami? Ereshigkal?" He just kept listing the names of actual gods of death he could remember.

"Not many people guess that upon first meeting me... I am Death, yes. I am the concept of death itself given form. Along with my brother Life, we rule over existence. If you would come with me, my brother and I wish to talk with you." Death said as she spun around and walked off with him following.

However as he followed her through what he believed to be a simple one bedroom home, he thought it quite homely.

In that moment though they walked out the front door and he looked at the sky, it wasn't blue or anything like that. No. It looked like it was made of large pieces of glass, each showing something different.

"Those are different realities existing in one of the infinite multiverses. Each watched over by some being appointed by my brother and I." Death said softly and he glanced up and in that moment his eyes focused onto a single view.