Professional... otaku?

Spicy awakening

Dix woke up with a scream, with every muscle of his contracting at once as he suddenly came to, his body pushing him into sitting position without any conscious input. This happened a few times already in his life, but he knew there is something unusual this time. First of all, he remembered killing himself, which he thought would help him not wake up anymore, so being awake again filled him with mild anger and disappointment. He was clutching his head in irritation, but wasn't distracted by these emotions for long. After he processed this first realization, the second came as he looked around and expected to see some sort of hospital environment. If he tried to kill himself, but didn't die, that must surely mean he somehow survived and is being kept somewhere professionals can treat him. While the whitish colors commonly attributed to hospitals were present, there was actually... nothing else.

The space around him had nothing more then a few shades of white, making him able to distinguish distances to some extent, even though it was completely empty. Even the 'surface' he was sitting on was white, just like everything else, giving it a sense of being suspended in the air with no way to know where is up and down. Fortunately Dix was still sitting, as he looked around the intense nothingness made him extremely nauseous and would've collapsed otherwise. Still, otherworldly fear gripped his heart as he could not orient himself whatsoever. After some time spent trying to adjust to his 'surroundings' he noted there was solid surface under him and functioning gravity, so soon he was able to stand up.

"What the... actual... fuuuuu...." Dix tried to say, but his voice was weak and he could not finish cursing. He suddenly remembered how he died and try to feel his throat with his right hand. Its surface was totally normal, so he didn't know why his ability to speak was inhibited in any way, at least he could not connect it to the way he died. To his delight he was able to speak again soon, which helped him to an extent, as his options in this 'world' were quite limited and he tried to help his own thinking process by talking out loud. Also, it helped him overcome his crippling fears to some extent. He started recounting the facts he knew and tried to cool his head so he can come up with some plan.

"Okay... hahh.. so I died... well killed myself. Maybe. Now I am here, in this endless white space, with nothing around. Damn, it will be shit to starve to death, definitely not the way I wanted to... want to die." He tried to think logically, but the situation and his previous circumstances didn't help. He had much to think of and the chaotic thoughts would not leave peace to him.

"Okay... okay, so this doesn't seem like a dream, 'coz I know the way I usually dream, and even though this is fucked up, its not up to standard... Okay, lets assume I died and I woke up in an infinite white space... Why does this sound like every reincarnation story beginning I read in my life? Huh, that would be pretty ironic right?" He let out some light laughter and started scratching the back of his neck while looking down at the 'floor'. As he was having a chuckle, to his horror another voice joined the fun.

"Ironic, huh? Yeah, we could say that" said the unknown voice with unmasked quirky enthusiasm.

The sudden voice startled Dix, and he snapped his head up so he can see who talked. He didn't even have to search, as a somewhat tall humanoid, seemingly male figure stood in front of him, around 20 meters away. As he was looking down he did not notice when he got there, but this much is to be expected, right? Dix immediately assumed something like a "fighting" stance, but it was more like him preparing to run away. The figure seeing this raised both of his empty hands above his head, probably trying to show his non-harmful intentions and called out again.

"Whoa, whoa, easy there. I'm not here to hurt you, I'm pretty sure you kinda know what's up, or why am I here." Dix flinched at the sudden movement, and while hearing the 'man' talk he somewhat eased up, still continued staring with cautious eyes and said: