Dead people in Soul Society

[Soul society]

“Do you think he is dead?”

In a clearing, two young kids were looking at a white-haired man who was laying on the ground, his eyes covered by a black shawl.

“What kind of questions are you asking? Of course he is dead. Otherwise, how could he be here?”

“Ah~ No, I meant is he dead, like really dead?”

“Well, who knows? Anyway, whether he is dead or not doesn’t concern us. The academy opens its doors in a few days. We should prepare.”

“You are right. Let’s go!”

After those words, the two kids began to walk away, never looking behind them.

“Man, this world is so harsh. Even kids have no compassion.”

The moment they left, the white-haired man, Satoru Gojo, opened his eyes.

It has already been a few hours since he entered this bizarre world. At first, he was rather disoriented. But after playing dead for a few hours and listening to different people, he had a better understanding of his situation.

This was the afterlife.

Despite how surprising this was, Gojo wouldn’t be who he was if he let something like that bother him. Even though he died, he did manage to punch the greatest curse of mankind into oblivion.

-Gojo CH 1: I NEED TO BECOME A SHINIGAMI