prologue

While most people live their life, they had this thought at least once, how would It feel to die.

While this thought is brewing, you subconsciously put it back where it came from, locking it out of fear of the unknown.

After all, no matter how much you will think about this subject you yourself knows the answer won't come till the end of life and now in a dark room full of beeping sounds was a man about to learn of the unknown, staring it in the eyes, smiling while doing so even with his body as malnourished as could be, hair gone and wrinkles covering his face all the while a tube instead of instructing new blood is instead taking it, doing no good to the man connected to it and instead worsening his condition.

In the middle of the staring contest between death and the man, the man only uttered a single word. "come"

As if heeding his words, the man's eyes deemed alongside his weakened breath till...

"Beeeeeeeeeeeeeeppp!!!"

A second.

A minute.

An hour.

How many time passed no one knows but in the literally deathly silence of the room, a door by the side of the room opened from there coming an eldritch entity it's eyes numerous, wings an illusion of infinite, and tentacles wriggling like mindless Worms.

When it opened it's Morbid Mouth, speaking a language known to man it speaks to the already deceased corpse in front of his eyes

"While it was good as it lasted I guess it was fated, enjoy your journey Alexander, I'm in the hope It will be better than this one."

After saying this words the unfathomable existence disappeared as if never there, leaving the set of words it left unanswered by no one, knowing or not there was somone there who listened to it's words as a transparent white ball with a golden hue suddenly went up from the deceased body and went up as if seeking solace, in the middle suddenly disappearing as it it was an illusion of the eyes, unknown to no one the uniqueness of the occurrence and strangeness of the mentioned.

The unkown ball suddenly appeared someplace else as if it was where it was meant to be swirling across an endless void with countless similiar comrades.

A second.

A minute.

An hour.

After an unknown amount of time the equally unknown ball suddenly diverted it's path, entering a portal that suddenly appeared sucking it as if it was meant to be, going through an endless amount of worlds and memories before suddenly focusing on one and descending upon it, the world around it distorting unnaturally as if trying to reject it, but failing in doing anything noticeable, ultimately the distortion returning to normal, letting the ball slip through, passing through the sky and the land till it reached the core of the planet, getting absorbed and injected in a straight path above towards a lonely cabin in not so vibrant forest, entering a body and laying dormant.

Suddenly a white light with golden hue came out from the body almost as if celebrating the new life born out of death.

And while one story ended the next one started, leaving a chaotic interweave of life and death, maybe as was desired.