Reincarnated into Lookism

Death

In one life, there isn't much you can do. I mean, some people get to do great things to be remembered for years to come. Some other people fall under the common rule : You live your little normal life, die at some point be it unfortunately young or be it old, and you're only remembered by those you knew, or maybe in some cases some future generations in your family will do research on their lineage and find you, then maybe you'll be remembered by them too. But in general, that's it.

I personally doubt any future generations will actively remember me, I mean I died before I could get kids or whatnot so I'll never be the "Oh look that was my cool grandpa". I also never did anything too out of the ordinary, I mean I red on my phone stories and comics and I played video games but like that was it. So I don't think any future generations would remember me specifically.

I mean I did have a knack for clothes design, that was sort of what I was studying before dying. I also knew how to fight, not particularly well but it did it's job when needed. Ain't I ever gotten mugged.

When you think about it my life was pretty boring. Or sad.

Especially when you think about me talking to myself while I float in nothingness.

I don't know how long it's been, but I figured it was long enough to rule out this being a prank of some sort.

How did I die, you might wonder? Well I'm so glad you asked my dear Sanity, and I'd be thrilled to answer ONLY IF I KNEW.

Every time I think about it I just blank.

I mean I wasn't suicidal so not that. I don't think I'd go out being murdered either, I mean I didn't do anything much and the chances of that in my city were next to non existent.

Maybe a car accident? Or slipping in the shower? Or down the stairs? Getting hit with a flying debris? Cancer?

We'll never know.

All I know is that I'm starting to loose consciousness so I guess that's that.