He, the young man - clearly had almost lost all his hope and certainly had learned his lesson as he was able to see the result of his heroic action - after he, for the first time tried to fight against the harsh reality - right in front of his eyes.

His body was slowly flying through a strange tunnel filled with beautiful, colorful light - perhaps mostly orange-white light - along with a sense of relaxation and comfort. Somehow hovering in midair as if he were in zero gravity or probably like he was in a spaceship in a science fiction movie.

Making him doubt whether there was air in the tunnel even though he was still breathing normally. But that didn't matter.

He had been dragged into the black hole and transported into the strange tunnel for several minutes now.

Although so far nothing had happened except that he was slowly feeling sleepy and the sleepiness that he thought had disappeared without a trace after the accident, had returned. Trying to hunt him down with the help of the dreamlike and relaxing view of the strange tunnel.

But he could still manage to regain some of his sanity somehow, noticing that sometimes the tunnel would turn dark and after a while it would return to normal, repeating boringly over and over again.

He thought he could touch the wall created by the light or even felt it with his hands but his body somehow couldn't move, lying still like a statue.

He didn't know how he got out of the black hole's gravity without being stretched like noodles or being squeezed like a sponge - either of which was a horrible, painful however, quick death - and safely enter the strange tunnel.

But, maybe inside the black hole was this strange but beautiful tunnel?

And he hadn't escaped from the black hole?

No, he didn't know.

He didn't even want to think.

Just imagining it made him shiver as there were too many horrible possibilities but so few good ones.

But actually, there was one thing he was sure of and could hope for.

Or maybe he wished it happened instead of one of the terrible possibilities he had just imagined.

...

The result was quite satisfying. It was possible to sleep comfortably forever?

... No!

He was about to be led somewhere!

He thought he wasn't dead, yet. And who knows what will happen if he magically reached the end of the tunnel - with his body lying still like a rock.

He still had this chance if he didn't want to be stuck in this tunnel forever or anything like that.

At least he was given time and he could decide, plan and prepare for whatever might happen - even though he was lying like a statue and could not move even a single finger...

He also had to think carefully about each possibility, how to act to deal with it, think of the worst that can happen, how to avoid the worst, ...etc.

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If he had to die now, he thought he wouldn't regret it.

If he were asked whether he regretted his decision or not. He would immediately reply that he didn't.

Although he did admit that he had just died a stupid death. Not even knowing what had happened in the process and what had brought him to this situation.

But at least he had just saved a happy family from falling apart.

...

Thinking of this, he began to take the first step in his great preparation, mentally preparing himself to not have regrets in case he died.

He took his time to think back from the moment he was born, the moments he spent with his family and every good moment they had.

His mother, his father, his sister, his whole family, and finally... his cat.

About every time it had been with him in his dark, sad times.

He began to reminisce about everything about the accident before he hilariously fell into the black hole.

As for how it felt under his feet, perhaps a small pond had appeared, slipping his foot.

As to why it suddenly appeared even though he had mopped the floor very often.

And his cat... had done something suspicious before that.

...

But before he could finish deducing, about to discover the real culprit was the dubious one he was trying to save.

Forgetting everything about his grand and exhausting preparation,

He fell asleep.

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Unbeknownst to the young man, somewhere near the place where he was floating.

There were two... angels - recognizable by their beautiful and luxurious wings - hovering and looking at the young man who was falling asleep.

One asked the other.

"Is he asleep?"

Another angel answered the previous angel's question. Looking through a strange colorful glass - which who knew what it could do.

"... Yes, he is. Even though he is quite stubborn."

Finishing said that they started flying near the young man.

Stripping him off his clothes only except for a pair of underpants with a conspicuous protrusion that could be seen very clearly on them.

And then, starting doing something no less dubious.

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The young man slowly woke up from his sleep with a refreshing feeling he had never felt before.

His body was so light and so comfortable as if he had just escaped from a high-end massage and spa session that he could do nothing but leave everything to the masseuse.

His mind was completely at ease and strangely still even though he still had a lot to think about after remembering his almost completed - or maybe never made at all - preparation.

When he opened his eyes. Gaping in surprise not long after.

He saw a stunning, overwhelming sight that he had thought existed only in legends.

Above his head, he could see a spotless, pure white sky that was actually moving instead of the blue and always still sky he had grown accustomed to all his life.

It was as if the white sky itself was made entirely of white clouds, covering the whole sky perfectly without a gap and moving as the clouds moved.

Or maybe,

The sky was actually inside a big cloud itself?

On the horizon. Something shone with a beautiful orange-yellow light that looked like the sun but at the same time wasn't.

When he looked directly at it, his eyes didn't burn like when looking at the sun, but only felt a little glare.

Its light, instead of being obstructed by the clouds like that of the sun, penetrating and shining in perfect harmony with the beautiful white sky.

Under that sky, there was a large flying island but at the same time small, for he could clearly see its end and all its boundaries from where he was.

A lot of rivers on the island have a liquid that resembled pure water and could produce white smoke. Flowing beyond the boundary of the island.

Falling to an unfathomable height, covered by the cloud below. And went to where no one knew.

While on the island, there were a lot of strange buildings that he didn't know were made of smoke or really smoke because he could see them forming a solid but at the same time uncertain shape.

Some were big, some were small and some were huge. He could see some that looked no different from a pyramid when looking at its distinct triangular shape.

There was only one building that stood out among them, as he could clearly see it was built of the same white stone as the Roman building, not made of smoke. And he could see it clearly even though he was far away.

All together creating a dreamy and maybe, romantic scene.

"Wow... Is this how people will go to paradise?" He unconscious said.

Dazzled by the dazzling scene before him. He started to raise his hand and wanted to pinch his face to confirm if it was real.

But before his hand could touch his face.

Oh. He suddenly realized that somehow he could now move his body instead of being helpless like a statue couldn't do anything like before.

He looked at his hand in surprise for a few seconds but then he pinched hard.

It was hurt, quite hurt.

But it was real. It was indeed real!

He had made it to heaven through a black hole and survived, somehow.