A New Life [TbatexTensura] REWRITE!

Vol 1 Ch 10:Meetings Rot With Questioning

King Grey(Arthur Leywin) POV:

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I never particularly believed in the idea of 'The light at the end of the tunnel'. The idea of a guiding light being shown to you as your life comes to its climax; showing you the way forward, was far too foreign an idea to me.

The idea of it even being something you'd see in near-death experiences made it even more unbelievable. It was frankly nothing but folly. Or at least so I thought-

Here I am staring at the very same light spoken of. The same light I felt was nothing but gobbledigook, pure folly. Yet here I am, staring down that light; walking- being dragged- towards it.

I don't have a clue as to what brought me to this situation. I could only speculate but it was clear to me that I had died. Assassination was likely the reason due to my status and position. It didn't matter that I couldn't remember if I wronged anyone, being a political figure was more than enough reason to many.

No point in pondering over it now. Letting my thoughts halt I allowed myself to gravitate and approach the light. I felt a tinge of excitement and curiosity at the possibilities that lay beyond this light. Yet at the same time I could only assume what would happen and fighting the lights allure seemed pointless.

Time passed by unceremoniously and quite slowly if I may add, it felt as if this journey was lasting a practical and literal eternity. After a while I half expected the black abyss to open up like the curtains of a theater and reveal a parade of some sort or a choir of children humming an angelic and harmonious tune. The tune beckoning me to heaven.

I didn't know what lies beyond the light- I knew of the theories that people subscribed to and the various beliefs but I didn't particularly follow or believe in any one of them. Yet I wouldn't mind heaven existing. I could use a life in the supposed pearly white gates of peace and serenity. Though I know, I was not a particularly devout or virtuous person. The way I lived my life and my pursuit was more in line with sin than virtue but heaven is also about redemption and recognition, right?

Yet instead, contrary to my thoughts and expectations my vision began to blur and turn into a deep red shade- one like blood, and with it a violet sound or buzz assaulted and practically violated my ears. As I tried to speak, ask what was happening- call out to something- nothing escaped my lips but a sound reminiscent of a cry.

The buzzing sound grew clearly and soon I was able to understand as I made out a few words. "Congratulations Sir and Madam, he's a healthy boy." It took a moment for me to process and recognize the inconceivable words I'd heard. But I heard them clearly.

I should've been questioning things, as normally you would. Something like "Shit, was I just born? How'd I become a baby? Am I a baby?" But those normal thoughts did not come to me as I had a single thought come to my head, 'So the blindly bright light at the end of the tunnel is just the light coming from a woman's vag...'

Yep, nope nevermind. Ima let that thought die right there. No need to think about it further.

Rationally as a king should, I began to assess my situation. I started by notating what I knew and could observe at the moment. I could understand the language clearly. This alone was a great sign- learning a new language is a pain in the ass.

After noting that I painfully pried my eyes open, it was a slow and arduous process. It felt as if I'd taken a whole day's work of hard labor in order to just open my eyes– all to allow my infantile retinas to be bombarded and practically overwhelmed by the immense collection of colors and figures around me. It took more than a few moments to adjust to the blinding light, but it wasn't g8