DiCelso

Carl, a NEET of 25 years after finishing eating, suffered a heart attack, knowing that his apathetic life would end soon, he just thought "Oh, ¿I’m going to die? ... At least I died full" on his face was a carefree smile. When Carl died in his room a spatial rift emerged, from which came a small black sphere, a black that could devour the soul of the one who looks directly, from the black sphere began to emerge a multicolored halo, producing a light that shone more and more until you could only see the multicolored lights in the room, when the light cease, the Sphere or rift no was in sight, everything calmed down in the room, there was only one body that cooled on the floor. When Carl regained his consciousness, the first thing he heard was "Welcome to the Primordial System ... Randomly choosing a primordial species for rebirth" Carl: “Oh …” _________________________________ Author: I, I do not speak English, I do not study English, this story is written by Google Translator and WorldReference ... I decided to write this story because while reading other novels .. sometimes I insult the author for certain things that happen in the story, as it happens to me often, I decided to create a story to see what the authors suffer and see if I can understand why so much incoherence in his stories.