John had a good life.  He wasn't rich nor did he achieve anything remarkable.  he had a loving wife, a warm and big family. With a comfortable house and even a cat. Time past and John reached the age of 82. He was content with his life. Yet all things come to an end, but don't fret sometimes an end is just another beggining. Some are better While others are worse. Unfortunately, this specific beginning is of the later. Author note: Hello everyone I'll start by saying I wanted to make a different take on how a reincarnation could go. Hope you will enjoy this fiction.  Help pertaining writing style/grammar will be very much appreciated.   Sometimes a title can be misleading.