This description also doubles as a prologue: At the pinnacle of my life, I was a well renowned personality. As I am now, I'm just an old man on my death bed reading a childish novel. I feel a deep darkness all around me. As I sink into the depths of my end I realise that I'm still alive. Rather, saying I'm still alive is misleading as, while I cannot be sure, I feel that I'm no longer human. It may just be a last delusion caused by the childish novels I read before falling unconscious, but I can vaguely feel things periodically going over myself, yet its not painful... More like, I have lost my sense of pain itself. Along with the five basic senses, I've also lost the sense of direction, and all spatial awareness. About the only sense I've retained would be a vague sense of self. And I sense that I am no longer humanoid. Then, I feel myself grow larger, along with the feeling that countless small me's were falling from the sky on me. I heard saw some text floating in front of my eyes. I should not have, as I cannot see. [Due to the mass of dihydrogen monoxide content of puddle Gavan's body increasing beyond pre specified amount(1kg), the level cap for puddle Gavan's abilities has gone from zero to one. Also, puddle Gavan has gained a new ability {{Flow} level 1}. Would you like to gain the details of this ability?] I understand that I should be happy to have been granted a new life. I won't ask to be born in my old world. I won't even ask to be born as a human or in a world where humans exist. However, is it too much to ask for to not be reincarnated as a non-living thing?