Both options had their pros and cons. If I choose to go to heaven I could finally meet my late grand-parents, and reunite with my dog since there is no way that tiny pug didn't go to heaven, unless dogs go to a different heaven than humans. But on the other side, I died at a measly eighteen years old. After being diagnosed with bone cancer at ten years old I felt as if I had so much more to do. I missed out on a lot of experiences. My parents are still alive so I wouldn't be able to see them either way. If I choose to be reincarnated into a fictional world I could go on an adventure, I could finally live.
One Piece: I reincarnated as Rayleigh's grandson
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