1 The white room in a spiritual world
(Note: Note: Novel in English, if you want to read in Spanish, see my profile where you can find the novel in Spanish).
This chapter has been rewritten ✎...
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Inside an all-white room lay a light blue orb floating.
"Hello," said the soul, hoping for a response.
"How are you feeling?" Replied the voice.
"Everything is fine, could you tell me where I am? And who am I?"
"You are inside the spirit bud," the voice commented.
The soul was finally able to react when it began to take the form of a person, the regular height of 5'6", short black hair, and a white robe wrapped around its body completely.
The soul looked at his body when he felt a slight discomfort in his head and gave him the answers he needed.
His name was Miguel Angel Rodriguez. A normal person in his world, having engineering in industrial maintenance and a happy family, together with his wife and 8 children.
But everything doesn't last forever; the cycle of life just doesn't wait for anyone. The cycle refers to a circular movement, projecting in time, where what dies serves as birth for the repetition of the same cycle; to be born, to grow, to develop, to reproduce and in the end to die.
The happiest and saddest memories enter Miguel's mind, working all his life for the sustenance of his family, retiring, and spending his last moments with his partner and children.
Maria Lucia Rodriguez; the most beautiful, loving, and joyful woman like no one else.
The most perfect woman Miguel could ask for and dying at the ripe old age of 98, followed by Miguel two years later due to an oversight.
"What foolish things I did!", Miguel chided himself, remembering everything before he died".
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START OF FLASHBACK.
It was 2:00 pm. Miguel was at the hospital for his weekly medical checkup, due to the demands of his beloved children.
Miguel was sitting in the waiting room looking at his favorite magazine, it was a women's sports magazine, advising on how to have a healthy, young, and beautiful body.
Of course, Miguel only saw it for the beautiful women on the cover and their yoga routines.
Miguel was a man who was fascinated by yoga positions, because of his wife Lucia, who was a personal trainer in her younger days.
His wife tended to have sex with him, mind-bending trying out her new yoga positions, but he had to admit that they were rare some of them, however, the desire and lust rose to very high levels.
Miguel continued to look at the magazine, not caring about the weird looks the woman on the side was giving him. After all, he was a man with no shame because of his old age who could not recognize right from wrong.
As a young man, he was shy, but over the years he learned to loosen up and express his opinions to people.
Being a reserved person has its advantage, as it had the appeal of attracting extroverted women.
Lucia was one of the women who looked at him with more desire, for her, he was a rare treasure, what lustful and extroverted woman would not dream of spoiling such an innocent soul?
Over the years, Lucia succeeded and turned Miguel into her pure and innocent partner.
In an alpha male, hairy chest, silver loin, standing ass, marked biceps, gladiator back, lumberjack beard, banana of the WhatsApp black and Spartan voice.
(AUTHOR: I have to say I got a lot of laughs when I was writing it, hehe).
Looking at the magazine, he was left remembering the good times with his wife and paused to contemplate the girl's body on the page, along with her eating tips on the right side of the magazine.
"But look at nothing else, do I think I know her?", Miguel said with awe and flirtation in his voice.
The woman next to him didn't know how to react because of how uncomfortable she felt, so she tried to move as far away from Miguel as possible.
Too bad for her, since she didn't have much room since she was at one end of the couch and Miguel was on one side of her.
"How's it going, old man?" a youthful voice asked Miguel appreciatively.
Miguel stopped looking at the magazine, to focus on the person who spoke to him.
He looked at him for a few seconds, remembering where he had seen him before, but he couldn't remember where he saw him and finally gave up.
"What's up Memo, how are you, what's the wife's story, how's work going?". Miguel continued to ask random questions in an attempt to find out, Who was the young man, Who interrupted his wet dreams; between him and his prized sports magazine.
"I'm Pedro." sighed the young man, noticing that Miguel couldn't place who he was, and continued speaking.
"I'm a friend of your grandson Alex, I was with him from elementary to high school, I was at all your family's birthdays. I lived in your house until I moved in with Alex to become independent... With that information, it is clear that you would recognize me." Pedro said in a heavy voice as he saw Miguel shake his head.
"To chili, I don't know you," Miguel commented with amusement, as it was amusing to see the young man's expressions because he didn't remember him.
"I give up!" He said after putting some pills in his hand, "I got you what you asked for from last week" He said goodbye to Miguel, as he didn't feel like continuing the conversation with someone who barely recognizes him T_T (f for Memo, I mean Pedro, XD).
Miguel, as usual, forgot that he had asked Pedro.
-Nobody says no to free stuff, right? Miguel said in his mind.
Without thinking, about the shit he would leave before he died in this world.
- I have to admit it was fun to see his face, but I still don't understand who he is...".
Clearing his mind with his thoughts, he looked at the jar in his hand.
The bottle had a division with red pills on the left side and the other side pills with different shapes and colors.
"When I ordered vitamins from Pedro, maybe I forgot them at home, and he brought them to me. What a nice boy, but who was he?".
Letting out a faint smile, Miguel grabbed ten pills and proceeded to take them.
He leaned back on the couch with the bottle of water in his hand, soon after he felt an enormous amount of energy that he didn't know where it came from, but he felt like he was returning to his youth.
His vision slowed down as if they were playing a video in slow motion. He scratched his eyes out of a little discomfort, and it was the last thing he remembered.
He woke up in a hotel with a woman in his arms, headaches, and his heart at 1000% thinking it would explode at any moment, but remembering what he had done.
- Shit this time I overdid it. He sighed, not knowing what to do in this situation.
He was a loyal man to Lucia, he loved her more than anything in the world and before her death, he promised himself that no matter what hardships he went through, he would always remember her as his tender woman who stole his heart.
Instead of wondering what he would say to Lucia in heaven. He decided to look at the ceiling, feeling his body grow colder with each passing second, his breathing was obstructed by something heavy in his chest, his eyelids were the last thing he could feel before he closed them.
END OF FLASHBACK
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"So, did I die from an overdose?", Miguel asked as he remembered what he did.
"...". The voice simply decided not to say anything, at least he knows what's best for him.
"Just thinking about the news about me... 100-year-old man dies after sex or maybe, he goes out in 1000 ways to die!, This is the worst thing that could have happened to me in life!". Miguel said.
The mysterious voice decided better not to say anything, about the news that exploded worse than a volcano and movies that were created, in memory of him.
This would possibly affect Miguel mentally for eternity.
The unknown voice was not aware that the divine ancestor was the one who chose Miguel for the simple fact of giving life to the best movie in history, surpassing by far the worldwide box office of The Avengers The Endgame, and Star Wars.
After Miguel calmed down, the voice told him to go out through the door that was magically created.
This will allow him to meet the other gods that guard this world.
A gentle breeze drifts through the wide forest, the bells ring with a rhythm of peace and tranquility, creating notes that are hard to forget.
I continue to look around the forest with beautiful trees and a rare flower growing and entwining itself to the branches.
He looks up to observe the strange flower exploding in small multicolored flame, creating petals with different colors.
- Amazing! -It was the first thought that crossed his mind, but it all ended when Miguel's idiocy overcame him, and he wanted to see the light that caused the explosion of the flower.
Miguel was shocked by the intense light he saw, of course, only he can think of looking directly at the sun.
"MY EYES!", with a cry of pain, Miguel rolls on the grass, waiting for the pain to pass.
"Seriously, who would even think of looking directly at the sun of life and annihilation!".
Miguel hears a new voice and stops moving through the grass.
He tries to look at the person in front of him but is confused by seeing only fragments of a person.
The seven people in front of him are only fragments that the human eye cannot see properly, but one of the fragments speaks to him.
"You ask yourself, what is the meaning of this?". The voice waits for him to react, so it can continue the explanation.
With exaggerated movements, it says, "CONGRATULATIONS ON BEING CHOSEN TO REIGN IN A NEW WORLD!". In a loud, excited voice, he tells Miguel.
"The chosen ones; you will be given some powers to survive in this world, providing you with an advantage over the very people of such a world." I go on to explain the fragment, about the random powers provided to you by the universal matrix.
"The universal matrix is the mother of all existence, which belongs or refers to all worlds and countries, to all times, to all people or all things."
Miguel continued listening to her explanation, but something in him did not want to return to the mortal world.
He lived more than enough in his first life, it was time to be with his lost loved one. He had things he wanted to talk to Lucia about, so he asked her concerns.
"Can this offer be refused?"
The fragments for the first time began to argue with each other, but in whisper voices, trying not to let Miguel hear. They spent a few minutes arguing, only to have another unfamiliar voice answer their question.
"Take this Miguel." The voice told him in a deeper, more masculine tone.
Miguel grabbed the package, not understanding why she was giving him this, -How does she know he smoked, Right they are gods, how idiotic of me to think they can't read minds or maybe observe memories-. Miguel thought in his mind, waiting for an answer from the entity.
"W-why, don't you go smoke in the white room, Miguel".
Miguel looked at it with a confused face but still answered it.
"No, I'm fine."
"NO, GO SMOKE!". With a loud and demanding voice, he said.
"I sure as hell didn't want to be with you, Ojetes!". Miguel whispered as he returned to the white room.
Where he held a cigarette in his hands and began to smoke.
He was surprised that it lit on its own, - These are gods' cigars! They would create them magically and special, but why is the smoke black? -.
He passed the time smoking quietly, but the door disappeared, and a platform appeared in the center of the room.
The floor showed a sphere with different colors inside, chains spinning around, many chains had different letters and colors.
Miguel looked at the different chains and only one seemed to catch his attention.
He approached the chain with a shade of black and white with letters he doesn't recognize with a red color and a clear orange glow surrounding the chain.
Placing his hand on the chain, information passed into his mind with a loud voice inside his mind.
"DNA REGISTERED... SEARCHING FOR COMPATIBILITY WITH THE USER."
The chains began to spin around the sphere, but it had a distinct difference from the other chains.
His special chain was spinning faster and closer to the sphere, producing different colored dots on the sphere, as the voice continued to speak.
"YIN-YANG CHAIN, THE USER HAS BETTER COMPATIBILITY WITH THE AIR ELEMENT, YIN, AND YANG. IT IS POSSIBLE TO LEARN PROPER HANDLING OF ALL ELEMENTS."
"ACTIVE POWER... SEEKING POWER SIMILAR TO THE SUBJECT...".
"PROCESSING.... COMPATIBLE DNA FOUND: ICHIGO KUROSAKI AND NARUTO UZUMAKI...".
"POWERS: SHINIGAMI, HOLLOW, CHAKRA, AND 9-TAILED FOX CHAKRA....".
"PROCESSING....".
"FUSION OF POWERS, CORRECTION OF POSSIBLE FAULTS, THE SUBJECT WILL HAVE THE TRAITS OF THE DOMINANT DNA AND A SPECIAL LINK....".
"DOMINANT DNA: ICHIGO KUROSAKI".
"DOMINANT WORLD: NARUTO, THE SUBJECT WILL HAVE A MIND MELD.... ".
"PROCESS COMPLETED, AWAITING REINCARNATION....?".
"PROCESSING.... COMPATIBLE DNA FOUND.... ".
"PASSIVE POWER: SOUND BLESSING!".
"FINAL PROCESS: ANALYZING THE USER'S BODY...".
"FINISHED PROCESS: USER PRESENTS, SMOKE OF LIFE AND POWER OF A GOD....".
"MATRIX FAILURE, NEGATIVE ENERGY ENCOUNTERED!...SECURITY PROTOCOL ACTIVATED!".
"INTERFERENCE FROM A GOD ENCOUNTERED, SECURITY PROTOCOL OVERRIDDEN."
"REBOOTING THE MATRIX!".
"REBOOT FAILED!".
"ERROR! ERROR! ERROR! ERROR!".
"#U4O &L /U& L&° &$4O".
"¡&S #OSIBL& /U& &L $UJ&4O MU&R°!".
"M°4RIZ °NUL°D°, &L CU&RPO PR&$&N4° LOS R&/U&RIMI&NTO$ D& L° R&C°RN°CION & IN4&RF&RF&R&NCI° D& UN DIO$....".
"$& ERR°RON THE D°4OS D&L $UJ&4O, $& °GR&GO &L $I$4&M°: MICRO M°4RIZ, AS M&DID° D& $&GURID°D."
"INICI°NDO R&NC°RN°CION: 3....2....1....2....1....0."
"Hey!".
He didn't have time for our MC to utter a word before his vision dimmed, and he began his new life with adventures and many dangers.
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VOICE'S POINT OF VIEW.
I just don't understand, how could it be that this little soul would help us avoid the prophecy of our divine ancestor? The voice kept thinking about the possibilities of it being a mistake.
Time passed, and I continued to watch, as the soul had a form of its own after waiting.
I need to observe its memories and find an answer to my doubts.
I cannot allow the prophecy to be fulfilled and for one of us to become a traitor and destroyer of this world.
The divine ancestor gave his life to protect the world, I will do the same and qualify if this insignificant being is qualified to have the power.
It does not matter if I have to oppose my brothers.
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