Empty.

Void. 

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There is not that many word to describe where I am. All around me is the dark. The dark and cold void that penetrate you up to the soul. Not that I have a soul, if you mind. I had a soul like every other being, but I lost it like my body and power when I died.

How come I can be and think without a soul, you may thought. Well, I’ll break it to you, you don't need a soul to be and think. When your will is powerful enough that is.

You know, when you die, you die. It may sound like a bad line from a third grade movie, but it is true. Whenever you die, you lose all you got. Your live, your possessions, your family, and contrary to what is teached even your soul. 

It was hard to die. Losing all you ever had and all that. But it taught me a lot. While I was dying, I had my first glimpse of the afterlife and what I have seen is that it was filled with flash of light. At first I thought that it was all, but after a while of these I started suspecting that something was weird. I was waiting for god or something, but all there was was flashes. So, I started watching them even more. 

At first, all I was seeing was white thunder like flashes, but has I was watching them I was filled with memories. Memories of joys, memories of passions, memories of hopes, memories of life. All these life, they filled me with memories. Memories of sciences, memories of martial arts, memories of love, but also memories from things that I had never heard of or always taught to be fiction. 

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All these memories filled me with happiness each time that I was experiencing them. Each of them teaching me way of life that I had not experienced. I was feeling contented. At first. 

The thing is, I was the one that made the flashes. As I was living each memories, each light were dying out in a flash. The problem with that was, as you may imagine, that all the lights would soon not be so light. The speed at which I was living the life of the lights was astonishing and that even if I had no way to tell time. It was epilepsy ingly fast. 

And even as many they were, they all died out soon enough. I was alone again, in the dark. But this time I had memories at last. 

You may think that all these memories fusioned and created the me of now, my consciousness and all of that, but no, this is not how this work. I feel more like I had gained something than if I had become something else. 

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Now, I face trouble. I am all alone and have nothing to occupy myself with. That may pose a problem to myself. I think I should go find myself something to do. As a start, I should create myself a soul, now that I have learned how to. 

First I need will, that I have. The second and last thing I need is memories, I now also have that because of the lights. Then now I only need to will my memories into existence. 

Wow, a light is illuminating from where I am. It is so bright, and big. A thousand thousand time bigger that the area where the flashes were. Is that… my soul? Were these flashes soul? Well, they sure were beautiful if they were. 

As the light finished expanding, a sound made my soul vibrate. 

And a blue box came to life in my face… Well that what I was wishing for, but not all wish can be real… I only heard the sound of my soul collapsing on itself. Like a sun forming a black hole. The black hole then concentrated and formed a light so bright that it even made the soulless me close my eye… or whatever I was using to see...or sense.

This is when I lost consciousness.