After taking his first and final flight, Rain quickly came down to the ground.
*THUD*
However, he performed the crash landing, but it's unclear if it was because of his first time or the result of his inexperience.
Most of the ribs in his body were broken, and blood was flowing like a small stream from his wounded body. He sustained severe injuries. He couldn't even move a single part of his body.
'Ahh. Goodness, gracious. This warmth is the finest. I guess I can sleep now.'
For a moment, Rain even forgot that he was injured. However, soon he felt pain in his whole body.
He couldn't even turn his neck. So he just tried to see his surroundings by sifting eyeballs.
'Oh, I appear to be bleeding heavily.'
There wasn't a single speck of worry in Rain's mind. Although it was painful, at the same time it was an opportunity to take precious rest from everything.
'So, based on this, I guess I might pass away shortly. Will I die at this young age?'
'I should have enjoyed my life more, took proper rest, and shouldn't have overworked myself every time. Will I get a second chance? Maybe at that time I will try to enjoy my life and won't do any tiring work. Still, I will get rest now.'
Even on his deathbed, Rain was treating the street like a sleeping bed.
At that moment, the road made of Asphalt was more soothing to him than a bed of cotton.
He wasn't bothered by the fact that he was dying nor he cared where the truck went after hitting him. Strangely, he found his soon-to-be death -a liberation from his monotonous life.
'There's a chance that a miracle may occur and I'll come back to life with a bang.' Rain thought. He soon started thinking about different scenarios like,
'I may be an heir of some secret ancient family, so some shadow-type group will come and save me by giving me an elixir,
or my past life's memories will suddenly come back to me,
or a miracle doctor will treat me, then I will be cured by him.'
Rain was making fantasies while dying but soon he just chuckled.
'Nah, just kidding. Nothing like this will happen.'
As Rain was thinking all this, his body was getting colder per second. Soon, Rain's consciousness started leaving his body.
'Ah, it's all dark.' The dazzling world, which was filled with colors - started losing its color. There was only darkness there.
'Seems like I passed away. I'm free to rest now. Let's put my mind to rest and sleep. Maybe my next life will be filled with more colors.' And like that, he closed his eyes.
***
[Unknown Place]
"Ah.."
In a room, a boy around 19 years old was sleeping soundly. It looked like he was taking a rest after working hard.
He rustled on the bed. It looked like he already took a rest and might wake up soon.
He raised his torso and sat on the bed. He was still yawning. He rubbed his eyes and opened them gradually.
Rain slowly opened his eyes, trying to make sense of his surroundings.
As his vision cleared, he realized he was in an unfamiliar room. The room was modest in size, but it was clean and neat.
The walls were painted in a warm beige color and some tasteful decorations were hanging on them.
The marble floor was covered with a soft, cream-colored carpet.
The headboard was made of dark wood and had intricate carvings that added to the room's elegance.
The bed was positioned against the wall, and a large window above it allowed natural light to flood the room.
Rain looked around and saw - the room was furnished.
There was a wooden wardrobe in one corner, a small writing desk in another, and a comfortable armchair near the window.
A framed painting hung on the wall opposite the bed, depicts a serene landscape.
'Oh, where am I?'
Rain didn't think that he was in the hospital as he remembered - he died after getting hit by the truck and his current location also didn't match any kind of hospital room or ward.
As Rain sat up, he noticed the luxurious bed he had been lying in. It was covered with silky, white sheets and fluffy pillows. It was one of the finest quality.
Although Rain quickly wanted to take sweet sleep on it, there were countless questions in his mind, and getting answers of them was necessary at this moment.
'Is it true that I passed away?' Rain thought this because he remembered that he died after getting hit by the truck.
Like how can he forget that thing? It was his first and last time when he died.
'So this is the so-called afterlife, then?'
Rain was pretty much confused. Because it was different from what he heard.
When he was on earth some people claimed that a demon from hell would hold you accountable for all of your misdeeds after you pass away.
Or you must cross the Styx River,
Or you must consume some aunt's soup.
But when Rain saw his surrounding space, he didn't find anything of this.
It was a room.
A simple but luxurious room.
There were numerous pricey decorations and works of art. It was well organized. Everything was neat and clean. You can't find even a speck of dust.
Rain was kinda shocked as he never saw this kind of sight. He started pondering where he was and soon he concluded two possibilities. Either this is heaven or he is transmigrated like in those novels..
Pretty fast, right? Rain didn't waste much time in thinking.
'I have to find where I am,' he thought to himself.
Rain attempted to stand up from the bed, but his legs buckled beneath him, unable to support his weight.
Frustrated and helpless, he tried again and again, but each attempt ended in the same result: he remained trapped on the bed.
He couldn't understand why his body was failing him so miserably. Was it related to his recent death, or was something else at play? Panic gripped him, and he began to hyperventilate, gasping for air.
"Come on, Rain, you can do this," he said to himself, trying to calm down. But his attempts were in vain, and he remained stuck on the bed.
"There ought to be someone close by," he reasoned, looking around for help. But the room was empty, and the silence was deafening. Rain felt a pang of loneliness and helplessness, which made him desperate for human interaction.
"Hello? Is anyone there?" he called out, but his voice was hoarse and barely audible.
Rain searched for a mirror, hoping to see his reflection and assess if he still had injuries from the accident.
"Where's a damn mirror when you need one?" he muttered, growing increasingly frustrated. He wanted to see if his face was still intact, or if the accident had left him disfigured. The uncertainty was too much to bear.
Just when he was about to give up, he saw a reflection of an attractive man in the window. Rain's heart skipped a beat, and his pulse quickened. "Who's that? Is he here to help me?" he wondered, hopeful for the first time in a while.
"Hello? Can you hear me?" he called out to the man, hoping for a response.
As he was pondering the man's sudden appearance, drowsiness struck him, and his vision started blurring. He felt his eyelids droop, and he realized he was losing consciousness. "No, no, stay awake, Rain," he whispered to himself, but his efforts were in vain. The darkness engulfed him, and he was left alone with his thoughts and fears.
'This is so annoying.' Rain clicked his tongue and frowned.
'I will see what this is and if this place is really heaven or not.'
As he was getting sleepy, he didn't bother much and thought he will rest for some time.
Like that, Rain fell asleep again.
***
After a while, Rain finally woke up.
He opened his eyes, and slowly he tried to move his legs.
Fortunately, this time he was able to move. He was happy about this. After all, even if he wanted to rest, living without moving looked boring to him.
He got out of bed. He opened his mouth.
"Ah..."
'I can speak and move now.' Rain felt relieved.
Rain thought that It was time to investigate that place. There were many doubts.
Like is this really heaven?
Who is that man?
What is the reason behind all of this?
Then he started to approach that man. Rain's eyes were filled with determination.
As Rain noticed the man approaching him too, his heart started pounding with anticipation and curiosity. He could see that the man's every move was an exact replica of his own, leaving him puzzled and bewildered.
Although Rain had already guessed what was happening, he could't accept it.
The closer the man got, the more Rain's confusion grew. His mind was racing with thoughts, he was gradually accecpting the reality.
As that man had mirror like appearance or you can say it was just reflection of Rain.
"Looks like I really got transmigrated."
Rain finally accepted the reality.
***
║Some references║:
-?Meng Po (lit. 'Old lady Meng') is the goddess of forgetfulness in Chinese Mythology, who serves Meng Po Soup on the Bridge of Forgetfulness or Naihe Bridge.
This soup wipes out the memory of the person so they can reincarnate into the next life without any burdens of the previous life.
-?Styx River is one of the rivers of the underworld.
In Greek mythology, the Styx River is one of the five rivers that flow through the underworld. It is the river that separates the world of the living from the world of the dead. According to mythology, when a person dies, their soul must cross the river to enter the underworld.
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