Eternal Odyssey: The Reincarnated Dreamer

9:00 PM

From the third floor of an entirely white building, a young boy, dressed in a very thin white gown, stared at the ceiling of his room with the door slightly open, offering glimpses of people passing by from time to time.

- "I'm bored... I'm hungry... Do we have a deck of cards?..." Sigh "Of course, at this hour, there aren't many people around... Honestly, people have made a big deal about patients needing to live in separate rooms, but the truth is, IT'S BORING."

Lucas emphasized his last words, and there were faint laughs from the passersby. Lucas's words were, of course, a kind of sarcastic complaint, and hearing the laughter made him break into a broad smile.

Lucas's life had always been a challenge. He had spent most of his youth battling a serious illness that had limited his mobility and confined him to a life in the hospital.

Yet, Lucas was a dreamer, a mind eager for discoveries and adventures, much like a child. Despite the obstacles and the illness that burdened him, he found comfort in the pages of books. He traveled through fantastic worlds, experiencing epic adventures through the eyes of the heroes in these tales.

With this, Lucas understood that life was precious and that everyone had a story to tell, even if he had been confined to a hospital bed since birth. He had his own story, not the most exciting, but a story nonetheless. Over the years, Lucas had formed strong bonds with his loving family and true friends who were always there for him. The hospital walls had become his second home, but he had found warmth and comfort among the medical staff and other patients. He was grateful for the life he had lived, even if it had been marked by illness.

As the hour advanced, Lucas began to feel a sharp pain in his chest. He realized that he didn't have much time left, and yet Lucas had a smile on his face. He had always known that death was inevitable; no one could escape it, and he had accepted this fact a long time ago.

For him, the essential thing was to leave without regrets and with a huge smile, regardless of age. After all, who would you advocate for, an 80-year-old man who had lived a long but dull life marked by regrets, or an 18-year-old who, despite the obstacles, always faced them and left in peace, with a sense of accomplishment?

Moreover, what he wanted was to leave behind a trace of happiness because the human body cannot live for long, but the feeling associated with a person's name could be eternal, and although he wouldn't be, those who knew him would remember that.

Lucas then looked at a family photo, where he could see his mother, his late father, and his older sister, all gathered around him. His mother with her hair dancing in the wind and her large, oval-shaped eyes, and his sister with her long neck that continued to lengthen and her boo...

"WTF!!!!!!!, SINCE WHEN DO PHOTOS MOVE?! Wait..."

And then he understood it was a hallucination because the more he looked, the more he saw that they were like characters dancing in the wind, so everything was fine, it was normal... right?

Yet the more he looked, the more he had a feeling as if he knew what this set of characters meant, but not the characters themselves.

[What do you want?]

That's what he understood.

- "What do I want? Of course, to get better, and then..."

In a slight movement, Lucas looked at the books piled around his bed.

"... No I think that what I want is to live an epic adventure where I'll be free to explore a fantastic world. But on the other hand, I don't want to live it without my family, although I don't think they'd be thrilled about it,"

Lucas said, laughing one last time before closing his eyes for the last time, letting the gentle darkness of death envelop him. He was ready to embrace what awaited him on the other side.