《Observing Death》Reincarnation
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That's right, I was reading a novel by the roadside when a blinding light shined on me. I heard the sound of a truck honking as it made its way to me, the next thing I knew I was here. I'm more than sure I died from that accident, I can't say I don't have regrets but it's not like there's anything I can do about it.
Judging by the way these things usually go, I expect a deity or something will meet and reincarnate me.
Can't say I'm not excited, I've got to think about the skills I'll choose and the world where I want to go. Though, it's been a few minutes now and they're still not here. It gets pretty boring just sitting around in this tiny room, all I see is white and lots of white. No objects, just a room and a guy wearing nothing but his skin.
I waited for a while, which took a lot out of me. I did some exercise and slept for some time. Luckily things started happening in the room, oh boy here we go.
The room started to shake, I sat on the ground lest I fall and look like an idiot. Moments pass and a sign appeared out of nowhere, are the deity's procrastinating?
[Objective: Patiently wait for 10 days]
That's it? I guess this is some sort of test or they just can't be bothered with me. Are the lines full? maybe they have too many reincarnates queuing. No use thinking about it, though there's nothing to do here except think.
So that's what I did, I recounted my past life for a day, although I did sleep for most of the time.
On the third day, I started to notice something. I tried my best thinking about my childhood and I can't find my memories, nothing, it just went and disappeared.
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Being the pessimistic person that I am, I started doubting the intent of the deities. I thought maybe I'm not being reincarnated, they're doing something more to me, that I'm being erased from existence.
I was terrified, I didn't know what to do I can't do anything in here. I was stressing out, I was overthinking things, my head was hurting like crazy it was nauseating.
I felt myself losing strength just like that and fell on the floor, everything went dark. When I woke up, I dozed off for a few seconds before panicking and looked at the sign.
[Objective: Patiently wait for 3 days]
I choked, I inhaled my own saliva.
Despair filled me as I registered the fact that I fainted for 5 days. I didn't want to die so soon, I started crying and noticed my body shrinking. I screamed in terror, looking at my arms and legs shrinking as my line of sight slowly got shorter and shorter.
By now I completely lost my memories of my past life, all that is left is my memories from this place. I wanted to scream and curse at the gods, but realized I couldn't form words, they probably put a silencing spell on me seeing as I just screamed a few seconds ago.
I was raging inside, I kept holding on to that one emotion hoping that they'll somehow get cursed. I lost control of my limbs as the final day approached, my eyes looked empty, my mind shattered.
My memories of this place was disappearing as well, I was losing myself. I tried begging for days, held on for a glimmer of hope but to no avail. I gave up and let the cursed beings do their way with me.
........
The small creature sat there as the room turned transparent, the sign disappeared and the room slowly faded from existence. The creature floated in the sea of darkness, sleeping as it lost the pieces that made it an individual.
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Its memories, emotions, personality, it lost itself.
There it waited, not that it knew the concept of time. Still, it floated there until a hole materialized next to the creature. A hand covered in blue crept out and started touching the creature's head, it took ahold of the creature and dragged it into the portal-like crack in space.
"Congratulations ma'am! It's a healthy baby boy!"
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