1 DEATH AND THE 2ND CHANCE

Aaron (POV)

Flames, everything around me was in flames smoldering everything to ashes as the black smoke and ashes were filling both my lungs and my eyesight, and as I felt was losing consciousness slowly due to suffocation, my body which had got numb due to the flames licking my flesh as I lay here on burning floor blood and flesh burning, I wished if only I had a chance, maybe a better decision would have changed the circumstance I was in, Being a NEET has been my life story since Covid 19, I didn't have a job, my mother passed away due to Covid 19 and left me with a house and money on which I was still surviving to this day but I guess, that's not an issue now. Slowly as I was screaming in pain with a busted vocal cord I tried dragging my body but it was too late, maybe if I wasn't reading up late yesterday I could've been able to react more aptly but everything is just a excuse, I still want to survive, even if I have degree 3 burns, it didn't matter, as I started to crawl on the burning floor, towards the gate which seems to have burn to cinders, I still didn't know how this freak accident took place at my house, maybe an Arsonist but unlikely, a gas leakage would be my go to answer but I am not sure because it would have been in an instant that everything took place so my guess was a freak accident. as I felt my body go numb I thought to myself, 'is this how it would have felt to be burned to death in medieval periods, what would be like if one was burned by someone like a dragon from game of thrones, it would have been excruciating, I am sure of that, anyway I couldn't watch the next seasons of House of the Dragon even though I did read the books and knew what would've happened next, but why am I having such thoughts while I am dying, is it normal or am I just hallucinating' as he was having a monologue a huge wave of flames pass through him and all he could do was get burned to bones as everything went blank.

'Ahhhhhhhhhh' he screamed but he could hear nothing, for a long time he could still fill the sensation of flames licking his skin and he could still fill the pain, it took a very long time for his emotions to settle down, as he was settling down the next emotion hit him like truck-kun which Isekaied everyone to oblivion, it was obvious he felt panic, remorse and regret regarding his own death and it took everything in himself to stop directing his emotions towards that negative cycle of abyss that those emotions brought him. As he settled down image of his past barged into his mind and he got into a trance, Eidetic Memory had it's disadvantages it seemed that even after his excruciating death, he forgot nothing from his 24 years of life, the smile of his mother, the sense of achievement and pride he gave her with his results, his efforts working on software projects which he worked hard on but were stolen from him as he poor and less connected, his despair when he saw his mother die and his depression hit him after her, his only good place being the world of fantasy he dove himself to, such sad memories, if he could control his life, he would have do it so that everything would be under his direction, just like three eyed raven of game of thrones, Brynden Rivers, A man who's hated by most of Westeros but a man who was loyal to his house and the goal they worked on till his last breath, A thankless job which nobody appreciates till it is passed down in the annals of history, 'Ah, I am still thinking about A song of Ice and Fire, well it was something different from what I read or watched before, it mirrored the cruelty and reality of the world yet it showed and narrated human emotions in it's most unadulterated pure forms, the beauty of this world was breath taking and yet the focus of the world filled with Mages, Dragons and Wights was Humans and their motive, emotions and greed which directed every action and move the world made. A beautiful sentiment towards the real world yet even so a unreal world felt to me like something I would loved to have been a part of, ah such qualms and wishes which would generally be fulfilled when someone dies accidently, ah the irony of it all' slowly ash he was monologuing he after a long time started notice his surrounding, a pitch black with no end and no start, a lightless infinity, as he realized where he was he got curious and moved about but for a long time couldn't find anything as he started to understand the space around him he came to a conclusion, 'a vacuum, an everlasting vacuum with no concept of time, reality or light, it's like before the big bang, intriguing yet terrifying if I haven't came to terms with my mortality or my lifelong belief that we exist in nothingness after death I would have panic and have thrown a fit by now, how amusing it is to be everything and nothing at all' as he roamed around nothingness with no sense of time and space he mulled over a lot of things, going through his memories, thinking about various aspects of his life and most importantly all the bountiful stories he read, he recalled, deduced and criticized and just continued in his thought for a long time, slowly he would just exercise because he felt inadequate, thinking about so many things yet not once did he question his surroundings neither mulled over his death, he just went on.

The Messenger (POV)

A soul had intrigued the god of death and goddess of life, every soul after their death are sent to the prison of chaos, it's their atonement as living being as well as a place where they either break or eventually forget everything regarding their previous and become a blank slate, a routine which not a lot of living being can withstand, actually there's only 1 in 10 billionth a chance that the soul neither breaks or becomes a blank slate, a very special living being who gets reincarnated to the living world or it's multiverse, accordingly, sometimes there are souls that interests gods and they grant their wish and send them to multiverses just for their amusement and entertainment, yet it's a rare occurrence that a soul attracted the attention of the most infamous couple, the Life and Death Dichotomy, as the Soul Messengers like to call them so here he was observing the soul itself, mundane and a thankless job as it is, it is truly amusing so see lower world soul like him surviving and actually being normal with such vivid thoughts yet had a crystal clear consciousness to the point it has grew a little bit of divinity with chaos as the base, not a lot of souls develop that, must have had something very special as a soul to develop the divinity, it might as well help him reincarnate and in wishes being able to manifest. Let's approach him, shall we. the gods are waiting for their entertainment.

Soul (Aaron) POV

While thinking about how long has it been since his death with time relative to him, he felt a bright light suddenly shining in front of him, although sharp and blinding it wasn't aimed to hurt him yet for the first time Aaron showed vigilance, as the light dimmed he could see a Blonde male yet feminine individual standing in front with a white wing on it's right and black wing on it's left keeping the induvial afloat, it was naked yet it was not unlike his naked soul, it was misty to determine yet it had a amused eyes and a serene smile on his face, while he came forward a bit, he introduced himself, "Young Soul, I am a messenger of God, I am Nameless and neither do I have a gender, today on the insistence of two gods who've been observing the everchanging world, I have come to communicate to you about their admiration towards your strong will and strong mind to neither break or becoming a blank slate in the soul prison , an achievement which has a chance to occur in 1 in 10 billionth soul and yet harder it is to draw the attention of gods let alone two and hence they have sent me as their messenger to give you a chance young soul, do you want to reincarnate?"