The Journey to the East The Journey to the Future The Journey to the End

Chapter 1

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Ling's POV

"Uh, can we not watch the entire documentary of my life, please?" I pleaded, not wanting everyone to witness my embarrassing moments in the living realm. 

"Don't worry, we are not here to judge you or anything. Well, actually we are, but that's not the point. We'll focus on the important stuff, and we'll take it as the embarrassing stuff as something we didn't see," replied one of the FAT People sitting in front of me, all eyeballing me in the eye, probably reading my mind or something.

Not cool people, not cool. 

I closed my eyes, preventing them from reading any further, reading any deeper, to the deepest depths of my mind. At least I think it works that way. I just so damn confused so don't mind me. Might be all that head-knocking which made me forget somethings they said which will help me. 

Anyways, I opened my eyes when another FAT person said, "Now, we shall watch the documentary."

I wish I could have died there and then, but after a moment of confusion, I remembered, I was already dead. And I don't think you can die while you are still dead, but anyways.

Someone pressed some sort of play button, and a big screen popped out from behind me. Someone signalled for me to stand at the other circle which I did not see whatsoever when I walked in. So I did, afraid that I might get punished for not doing so, somehow or another. 

I stood in that tiny little circle, watching everything unfold before me. Everything and anything. Which made me wonder, are we going to stand here for twenty-one years just watching my life documentary? The answer was no. We watched it for an hour. Which is a very impressive summary for twenty-one years. Yet, everything was in it. Everything and anything. HOW?

I tried to cover my eyes with my hands while everything and anything was playing on the screen. In case you are wondering, how did you manage to see everything and anything from behind your hands? The answer is simple.

My hands are see-through.

HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO PROTECT MY EYES FROM HUMILIATION WHEN MY HANDS ARE TRANSLUCENT?!?

The fact that I couldn't made me feel even worse, so I had no choice but to accept my awful past. Awful.

After that one agonising hour, everyone looked at me, expressionless. That was when I remembered, I'm not the first one here. So the FAT People have seen countless weird stuff like this. That made me feel slightly better. 

"So uh, Ling. Do you think you have done good deeds, or committed any sins?" One of the FAT People asked. I don't know their names so they shall be known as a whole lot of obese people. 

I nodded, unsure of what to say, or if my mouth would function anymore. 

"What kind of sins have you committed?" Another of their bunch asked.

I just thought of one in my head and stared at them. 

It became awkward there and then. They gave me quizzical looks before returning to the pile of paper they had in their hands. 

If my mouth doesn't function, I'll die of embarrassment in the dead realm. I opened my mouth and said, "Killing over a hundred ants in a day."

I had nothing else to say. I couldn't think of any sins I have committed or things that I have done that seems bad or anything. I do know for one that killing ants is killing a bunch of living things, so I guess that's counted.

"Uh, okay, Ling, you will be reincarnated in about ten days, please enjoy your stay here and go to the designated place in ten days time for your reincarnation. Thank you for your time," One of them said, before the whole entire room disappeared, leaving me to stand in the middle of a field.

How. WHY?