A day that I am afraid to call ordinary, but I am aware that it is too ordinary to be called ordinary...
Another day when I had to walk on the left side of a wide street and watch rippling asphalt due to the hot weather...
After completing the morning shift at the office, I was walking home to join my second shift on the internet.
Every step I took on the sidewalk gave me the illusion that I was climbing to the top of a hot version of Mount Everest, fortunately I was awakened from my illusion only a few split seconds later as the heat waves from the sun took on a physical body and attacked my head.
I loosened my tie a little, tugged at my collar, and tried to cool off a little by letting it go again, but each of my tries was frustrated by the needle-like piercing sensation on my body from the hot air that filled my suit.
Maybe I should have gone out and played some soccer or something to make my skin more durable against the sun's rays instead of spending my whole school life at home, being asocial.
A bead of sweat trickling down my forehead got into my eyes and I closed my eyes with the burning sensation of salt. I massaged my eyes for a while to relieve the pain, and when the stinging sensation disappeared, I opened my eyes again and saw a horrible scene in my blurred vision.
What I saw were two little children playing with a ball on the crosswalk. My blurred vision had not recovered enough to distinguish the ages of the children, but I could tell by their height that they were between 4 and 5 years old at most.
These children were just playing a game of throwing balls at each other while using every last ounce of the privilege given only to them of ignoring the world. What made the scene horrifying was not the game they were playing, but the place they chose to play.
I don't know whether maybe their balls had run that way or not, but they were standing in the middle of the road.
When I heard a horn honk that sounded like a scream, I reflexively ran forward and used the last energy of my body waiting to be absorbed to push the children to the side of the road.
The moment I threw the children to the sidewalk, an energy spread from my spine to my body and sent me flying at a terrible speed. Only then did I realize what I had done and feel regret about why I had done such a thing to save children that I didn't know.
But unfortunately, regret didn't change anything, and my body still floating in the sky, I slowly lost my momentum and started to crash towards the ground.
After a few seconds I landed in a horizontal direction on the already hot asphalt and heated it up during the short friction before bouncing back up into the air. After bouncing a few meters I landed again and everything repeated itself.
Each time I hit the ground I could feel a different part of my body becoming useless and the pain was almost making me crazy and all I could think was that if I survived I would kill those two kids.
After my body was thrown forward for tens of meters, I hit a pole on the side of the road and came to a stop.
But I realized that I was watching from a third person's POV as my body continued to drift after rubbing intimately against the ground for the third time.
As I looked down at my white and translucent body parts, I wondered what my soul was like. Because it was too cliché... I wonder how the fiction writer who first wrote that the soul is semi-transparent knew that. Oh wait a minute...
I looked around and saw that most of the people on the street were busy answering their phones, which was a comfort to me, even though I knew I couldn't be revived anymore. It's pretty cool that people are competing with each other to watch me.
Meanwhile, when I turned my head and looked at the children I had saved, I saw that two of them had hit the sidewalk and suffered minor wounds from my throwing force.
Once again, I felt a terrible pain in my heart when I witnessed the little children crying loudly. I raised my head and shouted to the sky.
"If your gods give me another chance, I swear I will kill those two children with my own hands, I will never interfere in yours business again."
Right? People must have first learned that the soul is semi-transparent from religious books, which means that gods really exist.
A few seconds later, my anger had completely calmed down, but nothing had changed, I was still floating in the air as a ghost, watching people videotaping the scene of the accident.
As I wondered what would happen next, my soul began to be pulled towards the ground, in the exact opposite direction of my expectation as a loyal atheist.
As I was being pulled faster and faster towards the center of the earth, I started to think about what I had done to deserve hell.
Surprisingly, after a few seconds my senses were completely broken. I had accelerated so much that I thought I was going to burst through the earth and out the other side back into space.
After a while the sensation of my soul being pulled away suddenly disappeared and I took the opportunity to look around me to see what was happening.
I was looking around me in a big space full of stars, and as I was watching one of the constellations, I suddenly saw a few stars in the constellation moving, and just as the stars were moving, a hypnotizing and frightening voice reached my ears.
"Mortal Eren! You are in front of the constellations and now we will interrogate you."
Apparently I still hadn't been to hell, I still had to pass the test.
"Yes, sir."
"Why did you save those little kids, we know you don't give a fuck about such things. You're the type of disgusting person who will make a video to get more followers."
The constellation star was absolutely right, and as much as I wanted to disagree, whoever this being was, obviously already knew everything about me.
"Yes, I already know everything about you, but that's not my question, is it?"
"Yes sir, actually I don't even know why I saved them, my body seemed to move on its own for a moment."
"Hmmm you're not lying, that's very interesting"
"Um, sir, what will happen to me after this?"
"Normally, a dead person goes through the circle of reincarnation and is transplanted into the body of a newborn baby with his or her memories deleted. As you know, "recycling" is in fashion these days. Hahaha"
"If I'm transplanted into the body of a newborn baby, is it okay if that baby comes from a rich family, after all, I saved two innocent little children before I died"
"It seems that there is something wrong not only with your body but also with your brain Eren... I told you what happens to a person who dies under normal circumstances"
"I'm sorry, sir, what's going to happen to me now?"
"We will delete you..."
As I consoled myself that this was better than going to hell, I heard the strange being continue speaking.
"...So this is what we normally plan to do"
"So I'm going to be reborn?"
"If you ask that question one more time, I will send you to be reborn as a black baby with autism"
At this point a smaller constellation star joined the conversation next to the one that had spoken to me.
"The Almighty, due to the efforts of a man with the last name X and the repeal of slavery, for the past 50 years, being born black has not been considered a punishment for rebirth on Earth 616."
"What a terrible news! What do we do now?"
"I don't know, sir. Humanity has changed so much that it is now considered normal for a man to ********** another man's ****. I think the most suitable punishment in this day and age would be to give him an inborn fetish."
"What! People must be going crazy. We should deal with this problem sometime. Anyway, listen to me Eren! If you interrupt me one more time, I'll send you to be reborn in the body of a baby with a genetic square mustache."
"As expected of the king"
I decided to shut up and listen to this being's next words.
"You are lucky that you managed to save the first lives of two newcomers before you died, so I will not judge you with the penalty of deletion according to 4216314027 the Celestial Laws."
"Oh, before you ask, a newcomer is a fresh soul who has entered the reincarnation circle for the first time."
"Yes, sir, but what will happen to me after that, will I serve superior beings like you in the future?"
50 years of work experience in my 30 years of life tells me that a lot of praise can open any door...