Prologue: Death isn't so scary (Edited)

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My name is... Well, it's unimportant. But you can call me "Nine" for now. I was around the age of 14 or 15 when I died. Now I know what you're thinking: "Damn, that's unfortunate to die so young..." But death isn't so bad. It's just the end of your life, the end of your story, may it be peaceful or not. It was because I was prepared for it.

Now, lets start with when I was around 12, when my hormones and puberty hit, my personality had changed very fast and very differently. I went from an optimistic friendly and child to a mostly expressionless one.

I also had to deal with practically having the personality traits of all seven deadly sins, like lust, sloth, wrath, etc. But for some reason, and somehow, I also had the personality traits of the seven heavenly virtues. Now I knew I must've gained these traits as a countermeasure to SDS (Seven Deadly Sins) traits, maybe as a coping mechanism. There was also another thing, I became quite expressionless a lot of times, probably because I had to suppress the SDS traits, but I am warm to people I am familiar with and are friends/loved on, well somewhat.

Also if I was the Avatar from the Avatar universe I would probably master all the elements quite easily, because your personality had to sync with the elements, at least I think that's how it works.

Now my family wasnt bad, aside from my father being a good father but a bad husband as he cheated on my mother, but then again, thats simply human nature, to sin a lot. Anyways I always felt suppressed, like a caged bird I knew that it was because that my mind was caged or something. I always knew things most others wont bother like I was wise or something. I am getting off track, arent I?

Well, my sister is quite strict, and almost always serious when I'm in the same room as her, but she was quite smart though. My brother, on the other hand, used to bully me a bit but stopped now, also he was almost always with his online friends, talking and playing with them almost all the time as if they were his family and not us.

Now, lets go-to when I died, I was around the 9th-10th grade. I also lived in the Philippines, anyways, I was out somewhere with my family on an outing eating at a restaurant when suddenly, BAAM, a truck crashed into us, luckily my family survived and the other people in the restaurant, but since I was the closest to the moment of impact, I died.

And now here I am, contemplating on my life choices, my life itself and such, I was in a dark room, this seems quite familiar, am I going to-

Then suddenly a white glow appeared that seemed holy and powerful, it not only interrupted my thought process, but I also had blocked my eyes? Using my arms? Due to the sudden brightness. I managed to adapt to the light somewhat, then the ball of light spoke.

???: "Hello there young one, it is quite nice to meet you.

Nine: "It is also nice to meet you as well, but who are you? Are you some sort of god or something? Or a messenger?"

???: "Haha, no, I am simply a powerful being that has taken quite an interest in you, so I will give you 8 wishes, of which 3 for powers, 1 for your chosen world, 1 for your body, 1 for your background and the rest for whatever you like. And I can assume that you know whats happening? Also, you can simply call me ROB, even if I am not Omnipotent."

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