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Ken is just an ordinary teenager. Yet he’s an otaku, he’s been a fan of a couple of manga and anime in the recent generations.
He’s not the only one, his family aren’t guilty for what he is. His mother and father both read and watch older generations and are generally otakus like him!
He thought of himself as just a normal kid doing a normal life.
Unfortunately, this isn’t a normal story for him…
On the brightest day… And sunlight shines. Ken is just in his bedroom, taking an opportunity to spend his holidays reading one of his favorite series that just picked up.
Chainsaw Man. He has been reading from Part One after watching the first season of that anime. And has recently seen the Reze Arc Movie with his family.
He loved Reze a lot. Despite her character and what not, it’s hard not to dislike her…
So when he received the Part Two collection by his parents, his excitement reached to the highest, hoping for the second coming lives up for the cliffhanger…
Spoilers… It didn’t.
“That’s it?” Ken exclaimed after he read the very last page of Part Two. He doesn’t seem outraged, just confusion and… Disappointment is the best describer in one word?
He lowered his manga onto the desk, he sighed after reading the end of his favorite series.
“Reze didn’t even reunite with Denji damnit!” Ken cried in comedical tears.
Disappointment is actually an understatement of his current emotions.
“Man, I thought the story would’ve ended something… Else?” Ken huffed as he placed the manga book onto his desk.
Unknownst by his action, his coin was shaken by the slam. It topples down, yet lands on the side.
The coin rolls down outside of his bedroom door. The rolling continues, as it goes through the wooden floor and directly into the stairs as it bounces on each step.
Then it directly slipped through a small vent gap as it rolled down deep below and escaped to the outside!
It bounced off the ground and due to the speed and descent, it flew high…
A truck is driving on the road, its pickup bed has a chainsaw wrapped poorly with ropes.
The coin heads directly to the truck mid-speed! It hits on the loose strand of the rope, causing it to slip away!
The chainsaw dangles as the truck conveniently ignores an upcoming speed bump… The truck violently shook, the chainsaw flew out of the pickup bed!
But not before the cord was snared by the rope as the chainsaw flew it accidentally got dragged, pulling the cord causing it to rev up. It starts up…
Then a second cord tug occurs as it now fully spins its blade!
The cord has been released from the rope’s grasp as the combined speed of the truck and momentum of the rope snap caused the chainsaw to fling itself up towards the window where Ken’s bedroom is!
While Ken is seemingly settling down, the window smashed causing him to jump!
“AARARGHH YO WHAT THE FUCK!?!!” Ken yelled as loud as he can, he really wants to raise the rating on this scenario.
He sees the running chainsaw remaining on the ground floor right next to his bed.
“Huh…? Why the… A chainsaw…” He mumbled aloud.
He stood up and stepped back, “Okay, going back away as I can and calling Mom and Dad… OW FUCK!” Right as he accidentally stepped on the shard of glass that was scattered by the crash.
This caused him to hop backwards and off-balance, right near the stairs!
“Ah, oh fuck! Ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow OW!” He tumbled down the stairs, rolling down to the lower floor.
He groaned, weakened by the collapse. Glad it’s over…
Not knowing the chainsaw continues to run as the blade cuts through the floor. And beyond absurd… It cut through the floor!
The chainsaw falls directly, blade first right at Ken’s face as his eyes flashed at the glimpse of his demise!
Ken’s eyes opened up, the last recollection he remembered was a chainsaw falling right at his face.
He looked around, he’s back in his bedroom as if nothing happened from before whilst lying on bed, in his indoor clothes.
“Huh… Was that a dream?” He muttered while he touched his face, to examine himself.
A bark is heard, he paused looking to his side of the bed. An orange dog with a chainsaw blade on its head. His eyes widened on that creature…
“P-P-Pochita!” He exclaimed.
“Bark!” Pochita happily responded, then attempted to get on bed.
Ken realized and grabbed hold of his favorite animal. Once placing him on bed, he laughs, “What a cool dream, I get to have a Pochita.” He smiled.
“This isn’t a dream.” Pochita replied.
At first Ken didn’t react much, “Hahaha… You talk in my dream…” He chuckled.
“Ken…” Pochita spoke his name, causing him to stop laughing. “You died, twice.” He explained.
“...Twice?” Ken perked up.
“Yup, you have died twice. From your previous life and now…” Pochita stated as his tail wags.
“Then that… Oh god that was real?!” Ken fretted, Pochita waited as he slowly composed himself, “...So did I…?” He wondered.
“Isekai. You told me about it.” Pochita replied.
“I did?” Ken asked as Pochita nodded, he took a moment to think… And then he realized, “This moment then…” He assumed.
“Yup. We’ve made a contract. I’d give you a second chance. Or a third chance.” Pochita happily remarked.
“Wait, then Denji…” Ken realized about the main character of Chainsaw Man.
“Don’t worry, he’s there, within you.” The devil-dog replied assuringly.
“Wait a second, you can’t just say that while I reincarnate as Chainsaw-” Ken flabbergasted.
“Good luck Ken. Please make a good life as it is.” Pochita bid farewell.
And all the sudden, Ken’s eyes opened wide, he gasped for air as he got up!
He frantically looks around his surroundings. He’s in the dumpster in the middle of the street. Then Ken looks at himself, revealing he’s wearing no shirt, but long pants. And most notably…
A chainsaw cord occurs from where his heart is on his chest. He’d already become Chainsaw Man…
“Wait, what is this isekai!?!?” Ken blurted out.
Reincarnated With Chainsaws
'Did I Reincarnate As The Chainsaw Man?!'
After experiencing a sudden and quick event, if ignoring the large vast majority of the rest of the stuff that is the additional crying and exclamation of how an isekai happened to him of all people that should be skipped over for the pacing…
Ken hops off the garbage dumpster, landing barefoot causing him to tippee toe before eventually accepting his feet planted on the ground.
He touches his lean body, skinny as usual, like his own physique. Nothing's changed.
Now he wanders around the empty streets, confused by its silent environment. Ken goes to the store that has a reflective mirror, checking himself.
He opened his jaw, revealing his teeth had sharpened just like Denji’s. This is it… His second, or technically third reattempt on living…
That raises a question… How did he die here? Can Pochita tell him- Oh wait he can’t speak unless specific circumstances. His mind lingers for a moment.
And second of all… Where is he?! Why is the street so empty!?
Sooner or later, Ken raided a clothes store, grabbing a jacket shirt as he buttons up and socks. Then he heads on to the shoe store and wears a pair of sneakers.
Now fitted, his stomach growled, best to find some food…
He barged into the convenience store, grabbed some food that was at least not expired. Then he gulps down a bottle of water to finish his meal.
Sure he felt bad robbing, but so far no one’s there… After a while, he’s wandering around this empty town.
“Empty town… Could there be a devil nearby?” He muttered wonderingly as he sneakily walked beside the building, then taking a peak from the side.
Nothing. His expression huffed, and after a couple of glances around the outskirts, his steady approach fades away. The town he’s in is surprisingly isolated.
‘This is not like the Chainsaw Man setting…’ Ken’s mind speaks to himself, to observe the situation.
Despite being reincarnated exactly like Denji, this isn’t the warehouse dumpster he came from, the rest of the town is gone and no devils…
And he’s still thinking how is Pochita aware of him and Denji, if he’s the Chainsaw Man in this story…?
He couldn’t get the answers, not right here. Ken managed to see the exit out of town, realizing it’s much isolated as it is. A long road stretched out as he blinked.
“How the fuck- Is this even Japan or is this poor geographic convenience just for me specifically?” Ken murmured aloud.
With that being his only choice, he quickly goes back to grab supplies and a good ol fashion backpack. All geared up, he begins his journey walking on the side of the long road, in hopes to find another district.
After a long walk, which shouldn’t be a big deal to point out…
Ken now sat down on the ground, eating a piece of bread, a cream bun. No idea why he thinks of the bread itself. After he drinks more water, luckily he has spare bottles.
‘Man, my first day as an isekai sucks!’ Ken groaned mentally, so far this is not Chainsaw Man canon!
If that were the case, he could’ve changed many things! Help Aki, Himeno, Kobeni, Reze, and even Asa and others…
Then there’s Barem and Makima… Fuck those people.
Just thinking about them makes him angry, but at the same time happiness when remembering about the fact that they both got owned badly…
‘It’s so boring!’ Now Ken’s is lost without much purpose.
He groaned as night still settled, he lay down on the ground.
“My parents are still there… Will it be a ReZero thing back there…?” He mumbled aloud as he’s curious about his family.
‘Will mom and dad be okay?’ He wonders deeply, he knows they loved him dearly and he loves them back… Sometimes he wished they could be here…
Then faint music was heard from the distance, he perked up from the sound. The sound is heavy metal… Ken got up and looked at the road, his eyes scope closer…
A light is seen from afar! A vehicle is coming!
“Oh! Hey!” Ken waved his hand to gain attention as the light was coming closer… The music is getting noticeable… Limp Bizkit?
The light slightly fades as it reveals to be a motorcycle, ridden by a young man who looked similar to him in terms of age, wearing a red coat… With a notable big sword on the back of the jacket.
“Oh hey… So you’re the only one from that town I’m supposed to go…” The guy spoke in a cheerful young manly voice.
“That’s right…? I was heading to find another city, do you mind if I join the ride?” Ken requested, while still glancing at his odd appearance.
“Sure!” The guy smiled, Ken realized he’s way too nice…
‘Wait a minute… This guy says he’s looking for me.’ Ken’s mind realized something by this guy’s appearance… ‘But then again, this guy ain’t from Chainsaw Man-’ He pointed it out…
Only to get decked out by a single punch in the face before he could react! Ken’s knocked out cold, caused by the same man!
The young man smiled, despite the fact that he is the cause of that action. It’s due to the fact, he caught someone special, this guy.
“Heh, you just made my mission even more special than this day after day… Man, she and the others are gonna like this.” He chuckled, now to get him on the motorcycle…
He later drives off with a large sack where Ken’s inside from his back. He continues to play his Limp Bizkit music as he goes backwards, after he got what he came here for.
Ken meanwhile is stuffed in the bag, still unconscious. Little did this teenager know, today has started the whole bizarre adventure…
Meanwhile, Pochita lingers within the knocked out mind inside Ken’s head. The dog looked happy at this outcome. Unlike Ken, he knows even more than the kid has gone through.
From Denji, to him… Pochita wants to make it right. Ken is going to live a life that hopefully accepts him, no matter what…
“I hope you do well Ken. You never wanted this, but this is the one you need. So, do it for Denji.” Pochita spoke out and with that he disappeared within his head, for now…
What a way to end this chapter…
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[To Be Continued...]