Dying is one thing almost every person is frightened of, be it people who were successful or wealthy, people who attained only mediocrity in their lives or even those people that the society would portray as trash; everyone tries to deny the sad truth that everyone was destined to die someday. Truly death was the great equalizer.

People tend to do everything in their power to maintain their lives, with technology improving in leaps and bounds new discoveries seem to pop out promising eternal youth or an additional few years in a person’s life. People began living healthily, exercising, eating balanced meal, drinking supplements and so much more but still death’s grip is as strong as ever.

You could say people with our very limited lives on this planet was just afraid of what was beyond, what was out there after the life on this planet, the multitudes of possibility, is there afterlife, is there reincarnation, and many other fears that one cannot express thoroughly. I guess to sum it up, most of us is afraid of the unknown.

I myself included.

You see, to start my story of a new lease in life, a life filled with adventure and trials and magic and swords and many more (ehem I’m getting ahead of myself). I would have to start when I was about to lose my first life.

I lived a simple life, I grew up in a loving family, I had three siblings (all girls by the way and all pretty he he he) and parents who loved us completely. I grew up pretty much as any normal guy, a little effeminate because my role model growing up was only my older sisters as my father completely was absorbed with his work and in supporting us financially. But still I grew up pretty normal. I went to school but never excelled in it, still I was able to finish college and get a somehow normal job afterwards. All in all I had a pretty average life; I never made close connections with people aside from my family and was somewhat of a homebody.

One day all of this came to a screeching halt, you see after 25 years of working in a medium sized retail company in one of the annual physical checkups the company provided the doctor who was assessing me found an unusual bump in my neck. He had me ordered for an MRI and when the result was read he told me that he wants to do a biopsy in the lump at the right side of my neck, I of course agreed and had to wait for 10 days to get the result. Only to be told that I had a kind of cancer in my neck area, the lump was actually a node and it was already at the advance stage. Nothing can be done, well actually there were treatments but I knew that it will only delay the inevitable. I was dying, slowly but surely. To hear that news, I felt like death’s grip coiling around my whole body and I cannot do anything about it.

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So I did what any sane person would have done (well not really), I packed up everything I had, went for a drive to my storage unit and crammed everything I had in there. I went to my attorney and gave him my letter (by this time you know what that letter is). I cancelled my apartment contract and was able to get my advance deposit back which I spent going to the chic and expensive restaurant I wanted to and ordered what I wanted to order regardless of the price (my last meal if you will). I was happy and yet empty at the same time. I guess it was more like I was numb with all the thoughts running freely in my head. But I decided on one thing before doing what I planned after hearing the sad news of my health state.

I visited all my siblings, by now they all have their families and were successful in their family life as well as careers. I spent a day for each of the three which I enjoyed with them completely. And last but not the least I went to my parents’ grave and gave my final greetings and a promise that soon I would join them.

I drove for miles and miles without any destination getting up the courage to do what I talked myself into doing. And after a while of mindless driving I found myself driving through an off road path leading to the most breath taking scenery of the city I grew up in and loved. It was in a cliff overlooking the city. Taking one deep breath and with tears in my eyes, I took one last look of the scenery and said my goodbye to no one in particular. You see I was never a religious person so I know that if there was a God up there I would never be invited to enter His kingdom, so my goodbyes was more of a way to release what little fear I had. I took the gun I bought for self protection and pointed it in my head. I knew that I would make my loved ones sad but for me this was for the better.

And in one final steadying breath I closed my eyes and pulled the trigger.

And all went black……………….

And then white……………..

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Hi guys! This is legend143 at your service. This is actually my second FF, to be honest the first one I had to put on hiatus because I can’t seem to get any new ideas flowing for that one. This is my first time writing a FF which deals with Reincarnation so please do help me in finding the right tone for this story and of course any suggestions would be greatly appreciated. I would like to release a chapter each week but I know some weeks that cannot happen so please bear with me. I am in the process of putting my thoughts on the general flow of the story so it may take a while for Chapter 1. (Sorry!) Cheers !