Capítulo 2: Welcome to my world.
In the bustling train station, a tall boy with black hair, in a blue and white school uniform, walked majestically amongst the crowd. His walking step a testament to dignity and etiquette.
His long eyelashes flusters as his ocean-blue eyes scanned through the multiple of passerbys, judging some people's appearance.
You guessed it! It's me... again.
Although I said I was walking majestically, I feel like I could fall down at any moment now. The reason being that I spend most of my nights doing research. So I haven't able to get enough sleep, and to add to the uncomfortable feeling of forgetting something important, weighing heavily on me. I have little to no lead of getting my memories back. I was successfully able to adapt to the environment in the past two years and now I feel stuck.
And the only reason I'm walking to school is because I can't wait for the next turn of train and it's a form of morning exercise...excuses, the simple truth is that I'm broke. I can't afford a transport to school. I invested all my money into forex trading and it's not looking good.
I'm going to have to fast and pray for the next few days.
Ok, I guess it's time you get to know me, let's start with the fact that I'm lazy, I admit it, I don't like stressing myself physically, and I cherish my mental health. So I just do things with less work.
Welcome to my world.
I don't really have a hobby. I'm easily bored by human's effort to make things interesting.
Like when someone's about to die, they have this thing they don't wanna leave behind, it could be loved ones or just something they enjoyed doing; games, movies, parties, families, friends, being the odd one I don't have any interest in any of those, except anime, but I don't have that much attachment to it though.
So...what do I like to do?
I guess lying on the bed, while looking at the ceiling and asking questions like;
"What happens when we die?" "Where do we go after death?" And also making sure I have enough snacks in the fridge. I'm a glutton.
Tell me, what do you think: Does heaven or hell exist? Do people reincarnate and what are the causes?
Although it might sound dumb, there's a probability that if an individual ends up being rejected by both heaven and hell, that person is offered a second chance at life, with no memory of his past life, also known as reincarnation.
Ok, now that I read that paragraph, it's dumb. But I'll leave it there in case there's any other crazy person that thinks like me.
But what if there's a simple answer to all these things we're thinking so much about?
It could be a simple repeat cycle where a person may die and would be reborn as another individual, erasing his old memory and creating a new memory.
But who knows right?
The truth might be right in front of us but none of us see it. Lies are now cloaked with the Truth.
And no, we're not playing "What If's" I'm just stating my curiosities.
It's not like I'm the craziest person...
"Ack!"
A painful moan escaped my lips as I collided with a muscular man and fell on the rail track.
"Watch where you going kid," A thick angry voice yelled. He was wearing a hoodie over his head so I couldn't see his face, I only got a glimpse of the tattoo in his neck.
What is wrong with people nowadays, I'm the victim here!
And why do I feel a stinging pain in my lap, an effect of the collision? Is he that strong?
Haaa, what a bad start for the day, I better hurry to class.
~Pooooo!~
And just when I thought it was over, an approaching train was blowing it's gone furiously.
It was only a few meters away from me and I could hear people's panicking scream, for me to get out of the way.
"Get out of there kid!"
"Hey kid are you even listening? She said you should get the hell out of the way if you don't wanna die"
"Wait seriously? Is he sucidal?"
"I can't watch this"
Slowly, the people's scream started to fade into background noise as it was eventually swallowed by the ringing of my ear, and my heart beat increased, threaning to burst of of my chest.
I couldn't understand what was going on.
It's not as if I didn't want to move out of the way, it's just that...I couldn't move.
My whole body was suddenly paralyzed.
'Am I going to die like this?' My thoughts raced.
I could at least died while saving a princess or being the hero of a scene, but I'm dying as a character who gets smoothed by a train?
I don't even have anyone who's going to miss me or anything bonding me to earth. I knew that fear had paralysis effect but not to that extent.
But... why did I feel like I've not achieved something I'm supposed to? Why do I feel regret and what am I regretting?
This feeling is not built with the memory of my two years of life, I think it must have something to do with my lost memory.
I know, that I'm curious about the mysteries of the afterlife, but, I don't think I'm ready for the vast knowledge ahead.
But what can I do? It doesn't seem like I have much choice, do I?
But seriously, isn't my life supposed to flash before my eyes at this kind of moment? Well, maybe it's because I don't have any memories to reminisce.
So this is goodbye huh? Well, it's a pity for the world id about to lose a once in a milena genius...!!
~Bam!~
I momentarily black out, but when I opened my eyes, I could only feel a sharp pain rushing to my head through my jaw, following that was my body flying across the train station dodging the incoming train by a hair's breadth.
~Thud~
"Urgh!"
I groan in pain, as my whole body feels like it's on fire. While still a little behind grasping the situation, I heard a voice calling out my name.
"Hello Gideon"
I llooked at the direction it came from, but I was utterly shocked to see who it was.
"Y–You"
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