From being an infant to being an adult.
Except growing instinctively during the childhood, growing up and learning about the environments Soma Maltin had realized a truth.
“I don't wish to Live in this dull world”
Many similar creatures, would expound on about the meaning of life, about how meaningful living is and why we should be happy to just being alive…
But those are not meant for him…
Well he some what agrees with some of them.
Still they were not good enough motive, one that would spark a passion and ignite life in his soul.
With only gratitude for his parents for giving birth to him, did he lived on struggling in this meaningless survival in the civilization where talents and power only mattered.
…
In the early morning where dew condense and the sun peek onto the world.
A man, dressed in simple office working attire, while looking sleep deprived with messy short brown hair yet his blue eyes reflecting the refreshing morning indicating that his mood is calm and peaceful.
He stood on the edge of the cliff bathing in the gentle light and enjoying the view onto the vast forest littered with hills while occasionally looking down into the long stretch of fall on top of a cliff as if check his next destination.
Each time he looked down, he is greeted with fog covering the bottom making it seems like an endless pit of abyss that would frighten most men at the prospect of falling down from such a height.
Yet his on his face etched a small smile, as if it would be his salvation.
While musing, he took out a photo from the inner pocket of his black suite that have been keeping him warm on this chilly mountain.
The photo displays a young man grinning happily that have brown hair and blue eyes in black suite with a young lady with blond hair and brown eyes wearing a white gown as she smile in contentment.
His final attachment…
As if knowing his decision, a sudden updraft wind snatched the loosely held photo away from his hand, which seems to symbolize the severing of his ties to this dull world.
Looking at the piece of photo that disappeared into the depth, with unfocused eyes witnessing the disappearance.
"Truly, ignorance is bliss. Despite robbing away the colors of the world, I am content with the realization."
To announce his departure, he whispered his last words in heartfelt sincerity.
“I am not in despair, nor am I filled with resentment. Is just that my yearning heart is filled with disappointment”
Finally, with acceptance and relief he took his step into the eternal sleep…
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Inside an apartment, a young man that looked exactly like the young man in the photo but with some touch of aging spotting a few barely noticeable wrinkles wearing casual clothing of simple shite shirt and lose blue shorts, sitting on the sofa.
Around him were a variety of furniture that would belong to a living room, which gives off a homely feeling, a place where one would assume to be perfect for relaxing.
Instead of relaxing, he had his head hung down, right hand clutching a crumbled paper, where if one were to looked at it closely one could clearly read at part of the letters printed on it “Ownership transfer”
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Slowly his body trembled as several water droplets splashed onto the dry floor.
“Brother… “He whimpered as he hugged his wife who, also looked like the lady in the photo, had been sitting beside him from the moment she sensed something wrong about his usually cheerful husband.
As she embraces her sobbing husband, her facial expression being torn between being sad and feeling complicate whether to wallow in gratitude or grief.
For now, she will comfort her husband, the brother of the man that smoothen their rocky future with his wealth that comes along with the suicide will…
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Soma could feel rushing wind on his back as he continued to fall down towards where the gravity pulls him.
Even though he wishes to embrace death, he does not wish to embrace it while experiencing stabbing pain on his face.
He started to feel faint as his conscious brew burly as the fall continues.
With relaxed eye he looked at the ever-shrinking cliff as he anticipates for his eternal sleep.
Yet…
He did not anticipate the current situation he found himself in as his conscious became clear.
Enveloped in dense fog, as he floated weightlessly in it...
With the sudden predicament, he could not help but questioned.
“Is this after, am I even dead?”
After some contemplation he settled on the afterlife answer as he discovered that he could not feel.
Not in the aspect of emotion but that of bodily.
His heart beat, his own breath, his limbs and body.
He could not feel them nor see them as the only aspect of his bodily aspect, Sight, remains.
With the new realization he started inspecting the surrounding, to try to understand the situation that he found himself him that he could not make head or tails of what is happening.
Despite his efforts, he could not shift his vision which is filled with grey fog that rolls and flows in a chaotic manner.
His final judgement is that he could make while feeling confused is that, this is his after life, without a body with only his sight working with a fixed vision, he only has one thought.
‘Whatever, heaven or hell, I am ok with this eternal peace’
Again, with a content smile, or what he would have made if he still has a body.
Without questioning anything he relaxed his stirred emotions and emptied his thoughts as he decides to eternally sleep in this weird place he found himself in.
Yet again, what he anticipated or planned did not come to fruition
Sigh…
With sudden jolt, his 'eyes' wide opened with apprehension and confusion along with a bit of annoyance with the sudden voice that he heard not through his 'ears' but directly inside his mind.
One without destiny...
One without desire for a purpose...
One who is aware of oneself...
One whose path, denied due to my selfish belief…
I will give you a second chance…
Along with some advantages as my compensation…
As if responding to the sudden voice, several strands of the white fog started congealing in front of his sight into water droplets then into a sheet of blue ice which looked like a floating blue interface of some sort, then white characters started form on it.
Character Sheet
Shop
With a black mind, Soma Stared at the newly formed in interface as he try to make sense of the words shown on it.
Witnessing such a scene, he was left dazed, but slowly he came to understand the situation.
‘Is this some sort of the cliché second chance reincarnation like the mc from those fictional novels?’
However, he throws such thoughts out as he contemplated the statements spoken into his mind.
‘Those words… Seems like HE or SHE should be an existence like that of Gods?’
He brought back his attention at the ice sheet now turned blue screen.
Since he no longer possessed a body, he tried willing his intended desire.
The blue screen flickered as the previous words faded and new words emerged on it.
Name: Soma Maltin
Race: Human | Class: N/A
Level 0
Status
Strength: Strength of all Aspects
Dexterity: Dexterity of all Aspects
Constitute: Constitution of all Aspects
Energy: Density and Quality of Energy
Spirit: Capability of Spiritual Aspects
Traits
N/A
Skills
N/A
‘Is this some sort of litrpg thing?’
He now felt like questioning his sanity.
‘Is this a dream? This looks really like a situation a main character found himself in.’
However, he did not immediately made conclusions.
‘Whatever the situation is, there’s nothing to lose, but if this is real.’
‘Every decision I make could affect my future’
While trying to take in the new weird situation he found himself in again, he thought about the ‘Shop’ that was shown first along with the ‘Character Sheet’ when the interface was created.
He could not help but be hopeful.
‘Maybe… in the so called second chance will I find my path?’
Now looking at the character sheet in new light.
‘Now, what do you have to offer me?’