Couldn't My Reincarnation have been more Cliche!

(Prologue: Start of misfortune)

My life was fairly normal, well at least by modern day standards, I worked a nice job, lived in a nice apartment, and had some lose friends at work, if asked I wouldn't say I had no regrets in life, I had plenty, but I can't say I was unhappy with my choices either, to that end I can't say my life was exactly easy, my parents both died in a car crash after I graduated college, though I never had the best relationship with them, I still felt terrible for awhile after that, but things got better, and my days went on, so yeah, I can't say I ever wanted to die, and yet I lay here my consciousness fading. Wondering as my breath stopped, how this happened and as my life slipped away from me my only thought was.

"So this is how I die Huh. . ., Not so bad, Quicker than I thought"


It was just another day grinding at the office. I had been sitting at my desk idly staring at the ceiling. Watching the clock my eyes followed along with every movement. Waiting to clock out my hours... My phone screen lit up as it received a text.

[Annoying office guy] "Hey man, me and the guys are hanging out at the bar near your apartment. You should pop in; bar's got a lot of hotties. You need to be here bro!."

A sigh escaped my lips as I texted back

[Nameless Soul] "sorry can't :(".

Closing the messaging app, I looked up to see that it was 9:00 o'clock, and I was done for the day. Sitting up, I stretched my legs while turning off my computer. With a slovenly gait I exited the building, beginning the, (just long enough to be inconvenient), trek back to my apartment, soon passing the bar mentioned in the text message.

Peeking inside, I half-heartedly contemplated introducing myself, but ultimately ended up shaking my head and turning around to walk away. As I did so, I came face to face with a man stumbling through the darkness. He cried out, "your money or life (or some cliche mugger line; I wasn't really paying attention)," Pretending not to hear him, I kept walking or I tried to, as I was suddenly halted by a hand grabbing me by the nape of my neck. I attempted to struggle, but long days at the office had been of no benefit to my physique.

Luckily, my shrieking seemed to grab the attention of the bar's patrons, who ran out to see what was happening. The hand on my neck loosened as I was slung to the ground breathless, seeing his figure dart away.

Noticing a hand on my defeated shoulder, then a voice in my ear, I looked up to see who it was.

[Annoying office party guy] "Ahha man, that was wild. Uh, sure you want to head home? want to just spend the night at my house? I mean, I know you're busy, but like come on after that? Don't worry; I was literally just planning on bringing the party there anyways, maybe do some late-night activities... Well, um, if not, we can always walk with you, bro; like seriously, that's some scary stuff."

His overly worried face looked down at me. Although the prospects of being assaulted again weren't in the least appealing, it was still preferable to spending the night with his crew.

Coming to that realization after weighing the alternatives, I shook my head and stood up, saying half to console myself

[Nameless Soul] "he won't try something like that again (right?) besides I have more work to do at home."

[Annoying office guy] He replied "it's always work with you. Like, come on bro you could've died there. Whatever man, I'm not taking your shift if you croke, so make sure you clock back in tomorrow."


The rest of my walk home was rather uneventful. Ahead of me was the door to my apartment building's lobby. I yawned and scanned my key card, heading inside and hitting the button to the elevator as the security door closed behind me.