You only live once so have fun a little. That’s what my family kept pestering me about every time I went to see them. 

Now that I’m taking my last breaths, I wish I listened to them and stopped working so hard.

I spent my entire life aiming to push humanity forward with the power of science.

Some people say I pushed humanity a century forward, others say I was sent by the heavens to solve the world's problems…but I guess that doesn’t matter now.

After I found out the equation that solves every problem, I guess all that exhaustion finally caught up to me.

God’s sake I can’t even reach for my phone.

I guess this is it.

In any case, this will answer my question of what happens to one’s consciousness after death.

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What is this? My energy is returning to me?

I should call for help

“W-wahh”

“Aww the young lord is waking up”

I don’t recognize that voice. Wait, young lord ?

“Quickly call the lord and lady of the house, they must bestow a name upon the young lord.”

Bestow a name? 

“My lord, my lady right this way”

“He’s so precious”

“Your name will be Indigo..Indigo Erwin”

“That's a wonderful name my lord”

Okay, what's up with all this medieval talk.

“Commence the engraving priest”

Engraving? Do they mean birth certific-

“Henceforth, you shall be known as Indigo Erwin, the 5th son of Count and Countess Erwin”

What is this feeling? It’s like my entire body is telling me that my name is Indigo Erwin? 

W-wait of all the medical practices I can't tell which one induces this type of sensation.

Which only leaves one option…

I have been reincarnated!!!

“W-wahhh”

“I think the young lord likes his name”