Time Is My Friend

Flashes.

Bright flashes and the synchronization with each flash and the clicks of the cameras.

He was delirious. His vision was blurry. His lips were quivering, his whole body shaking. Most of the reporters assumed he was crying, crying tears of joy.

Of course he would! He, a world renowned doctor, developed a cure for cancer! He, a financial genius, built an international company from the ground up. He, a literal god among men. Achieving all what others could not.

Money? He had it all.

Beauties? An endless amount of them would give away themselves just to stand next to him.

Power? He saved so, so many powerful people. Many politicians are in his debt.

He. had. it. all.

But why? Why did he feel so sad?

It was simple. He didn't want any of this. Fame? Wealth? Power? What was the point in all of it when you couldn't enjoy it?

What do you mean, you may ask?

Ling Feng closed his eyes as the tears that built up streamed down his cheek.

He heard nothing but ticks, and tocks.

Tick.

Tock.

Tick.

Tock.

[How was it?]

A deep ominous voice asked him from within his head.

'I..-I.. I'm out of time, aren't I?'

[You are indeed. This was your second to last try. Next time, you won't get to restart.]

'Just... let me do it all again, please. I don't want to be reminded.'

[Of course. You wished for it after all.]