The pains gone, everything's gone, nothing is left. I am alone floating in darkness half conscious but uncaring. No emotion at all, no feeling of hate, regret, or sadness. I feel nothing and just drift seamlessly forever in the empty void.

My life plays before me in my head. Like a distant observer I watch as if through a looking glass my entire life. I see myself being abandoned, my life in the circus, meeting with Tess, and finally my death. At the end of it all I see a luminous white light rushing towards me.

From the distance the small spec of light soon rushes at me and exponentially gets larger and larger. By the time it gets near me it is the size of a boulder. The light engulfs me and sends an oddly pleasant feeling warmth across my whole being.

BY the time I regain my senses I find myself sitting in front of a white wooden desk with a office chair facing away from me with visible white wings protruding from the mysterious stranger who is sitting there. On top of the desk there is only a name plate Remiel.

“Uhm excuse me uh Remiel um am..”

“Yes you are dead, but rest assured you have done nothing wrong. You have lived a very hard life. I am sorry that you had to experience what you did but know that it was not for naught.

I shall give you a second chance to live as well as bestow you with a gift. Now sleep child and may GOD be with you.”

Drowsiness surges through me and I feel subtle dullness to encroach my senses. My vision blurs and I start to drift out of consciousness.

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I am laying on something soft unlike anything I have ever sat on before, it is soft yet firm and springy. It is oddly comforting but what am I on. Suddenly one word appears in my head, mattress. Wait how do I know this and where am I.

As I open my eyes I find myself laying down in a barren room with nothing but four white walls a bed, a wooden wardrobe and a single door. On the ceiling there is a dome shaped object, a light, emitting white light that illuminates the room.

I rise from the bed and swing my feet onto the floor which is covered in some kind of hairy but spongy substance that feels like no kind of material I have ever felt before, it's something I think is called carpeting.

I make my way across the strange substance to the door and twist the door knob but to my distress is locked. I try several times to turn the knob but couldn’t find any conventional ways to open the door so I decide to destroy it.

I take a Step back and summon my spirit. It takes a lot longer than usual but I am able to summon my spirit deck. Unlike Ancient Greed this deck was different. It no longer looked worn or had old scroll work and runes on it. The were a soulless black color, the backs of the cards had a plain silver circle, and the pips and faces of the cards were engraved in red and white foil.

My spirit felt different it was much more powerful but calmer than before. Unlike a raging river it was now like a calm ocean that held a sort of mysterious feeling to it.

I pluck one of the card circling around me and cup it in my hand. I focus some of my energy in it then cock my arm and like a whip launch it at the door. As it leaves my fingertips it gains an abnormal amount of rotation and like a mini hurricane it rushes towards the door.

Before it is able to reach the door and destroy it the door suddenly opens and an enraged woman steps in and meets the projectile with her fist.

“What the hell are you trying to do. You just got here and you are already trying to destroy my home. Or GOD please help me not kill this insolent bastard.”

I am now on my but knocked back from the impact of the fist and my card. Standing in front of me was a sharply dressed woman around her late twenties with black hair pulled back into a bun and some kind of glass lenses with some kind of frame, glasses I think. She is wearing black stockings a tight greyish black skirt that goes to her knees, a white blouse and black business jacket on. She looked like a silent beauty the kind that kept to herself but was too intelligent, and the sort that you were afraid to confront for fear of being humiliated.

Snapping out of my daze I realize that she is scolding me for almost destroying the door calling barbaric and crude. Feeling slightly ashamed I sit there with my head down staring at the ground. I am eighteen years old and am still being scolded. Well this is life.

Wait wasn’t I just died, and I still don’t know where am I. I jump to my feet and grab the woman by her shoulders. She stops her rant stares into my eyes with surprise “what do you think you are doing?”

“What happened and where am I? I am sure that I just died.”

She puts her hands on my chest and pushes me away creating about a three foot space between us. She turns away and tries to retain her composure before facing me again.

”Ahem… You indeed died but instead of moving on you have been given a second chance at life. You have been revived in a new body and are given a chance to right the wrong. As for where you are that’s simple Earth.”

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I am really sorry for not posting more I have been Extremely busy trying to get things settled and have been too tired to write. I will try to be more consistent and at least post once a week.