89 Lottery Winner

A curious thing, returning from the grave. He found it hard to describe the feeling. It was like someone had robbed him of his peace, again.

This makes it the second time I've been denied. I am really that undesirable of a person? To have become despised by death itself…

Reed laughed weakly. He tossed out another scrap of bread onto the ground and said, "I'm so unwanted, I've been given a third chance at life! I've must have broken some kind of record…"

A pair of doves strolled beside Reed as their heads bobbed back and forth like pendulums, hell-bent on eating every last scrap of bread on the ground. They seemed delighted, unlike their gracious masters…

"Can you not, Ka'an? You're alive — be grateful that the lifeweavers were able to save what was left of you. Had they not succeeded…"