Destiny of the Unknown

Choose your path

Anthony POV

"Ouch ouch! Taron, that hurts!" Jonas tried to break free from Taron, who is still pinching his cheeks. After few seconds, Taron let go of him and frown, hands on his waist.

"Look at what have you done, I told you not to bring anyone random just for your fun. Now what should we do with this poor kid?"

"He already died in his old world. At least let him have his own choice for living." Jonas rubs his cheek and pouts. The me who is still watching them fighting, just blinks my eyes in confusion.

"Wait, did I just literally REALLY died? For real?" I finally asked. Both of them look at me. "Uhm, yeah you did die. I mean, you were indeed stabbed and left to bleed until death. So being alive after all of that seems kinda impossible, right?" He grinned. Taron glares at him.

"Yet he's still alive here. How are you gonna explain that?" Taron starts to interrogate Jonas. "Uhm...." Jonas scratches his cheek.

To be honest, I too am very curious as to why I'm still living here, so I sit still and waits for his answer.

The atmosphere become silent.

"A-Anyway, have you decided on your living choice?" He dodged the question. "What living choice? I just remembered you coming here and got pinched violently by Taron. You didn't tell me anything." I reminisce the time when Jonas came and instantly got attacked by Taron and they wrestled for the past 10 minutes or so.

"Ah, right. I didn't tell you anything yet." He cheerfully sits beside me. While grinning, he told me. "Anthony, starting from today, you will be living in a whole new life, different from your previous life. So we're giving you choice on what you wanted to be, and what you hope you have in your past live. Just say it, and we will grant it."

My eyes widens.

Did I just meet a god right now? Is this what gods look like? Well, Taron does have that godly aura but I'm a bit suspicious about Jonas.

I blink several times at them. What do I want in my life eh? Well, of course I want to be rich, but that's just so materialistic. Having good looks? Sounds fun, but might be particularly useless without talent. Intelligent? Nah, have been an intellect before, didn't gain anything. Then...

"I hope, I can be more happier in this life than before." I said to both of them. They look taken aback.

"Just.... Just happiness? Nothing else? Money, good looks, intelligence? Nothing of the sort?" Jonas reaffirm my decision. "Yeah, I have become all of them before. None of them gives happiness to me. So why not just choose the one I want?" I shrug and smiles at them.

"Y-You do know that you have unlimited wishes, right?" Jonas speak again, this time sounding serious. "I know, but it's not like I meet you to Grant my wish all the time." My smile widen.

Jonas looks startled. After a few seconds, he is back to his self. "I see. well then, let me grant you that wish." He stands up and hold my hand. Taron also hold my other hand.

The flower bed around us starts to bloom and glow. A slight breeze of wind gust by, blowing the flower petals and making my body feel surprisingly light. Then, Jonas and Taron said something to me at the same time.

Anthony Mraz...
May happiness is always with you...

The petal flowing around me become more furious. I swirled in the flowing petals for a few seconds before the petals are completely gone and I was greeted with something surprising.

I'm actually flying in the blue sky.

Well, not really.

I start to feel the gravity pull on me as I fall even faster to the ground.

"AAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!"

I scream with all my might, flapping my arms thinking that I might be able to fly like birds do. I shut my eyes tightly, thinking that this time I might die again, in a completely different situation.

Suddenly, I feel my hand being grabbed by someone. "Calm down. Straighten you hand and relax yourself." A deep voice resounds from behind me. When I opened my eyes, I have already being fixed on with someone from behind me.

"Austin, I'm going to do an emergency landing." The person behind me speaks to a mic device attached to his helmet. Then, he grabs me tight, and prepares to pull the rope connected to the bag he was wearing.

As soon as we're near the ground, he pulled the rope and a parachute spread up from behind him. Soon, we safely landed on the ground which is filled with safety mattresses.

People are surrounding both of us. I tried to calm my breath. The guys who was with me before grabs my shoulder. "Why the hell are you-" he stopped. He looks speechless. The people around him also looks confused. He quickly took off his helmet, and I gasp.

Why is his face the same as mine?!

TO BE CONTINUED