"DON'T GO!! WAKE UP, I WILL BE A GOOD KID. AHHHH! SAVE THEM!!"
The cry of a young one resonated as the rain continued. Washing away the sin and blood of those eternally asleep.
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"I've got the contact!!!!"
"Really?"
"Yup."
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"Isn't it tommorow?"
"So?"
"You should be resting."
"There is no such thing as rest for me."
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"MOVE!!!!"
BANG!!
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"People tend to believe that death gives you eternal rest. So, is it really time for me to rest?"
Closing my eyes I was ready for the end but maybe rest was still not in reach.
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"The young master's finger moved. I am not lying!"
"... Inform the Duke, his condition seems to be getting better and he might wake up soon ... Very soon."
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"Wake up soon my son. I will be waiting for you. Forgive your father when you do wake up."
'My son? Father died way back. Am I in heaven... Or hell? I hope not. Hell does not sound awesome.'
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' Ever since I regained my consciousness it's been 12 days. Even tho I cannot open my eyes or mouth, the people that have been visiting me seems to care for me a lot. I am pretty sure they are people I don't know. I should be able to talk after 3 days at most. Let's wait till then.'
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"Too bright"
A soft voice came out, barley audible.
I open my eyes after a long time. The sun shone brightly disrupting my sleep. I was able to speak but the voice didn't belong to me.
I opened my eyes.
Looking around, the room was spacious.
'A snack tabke and a sofa, a study table, many books, a very beautiful painting, a nightstand with a fancy lamp on top and a queen sized bed in which I way lying in.' The room was clean and it also has many plants.
Now was the time for the billion dollar answer, I raised my hand for it to come to my view and just as I thought (sigh).
The hand was not mine. My rough and big hands were nothing compared to the frail and thin hand in my view.
'Dang it.'
I was Reincarnated... No I am pretty sure I am not a baby so...
I was transmigrated.