Seolfor: I Transmigrated As The Heir Of The Silver Age Nathan Morgue, was a 47 year old man dying in the hospital, due to a rare disease he contracted from his late mother, its known as Huntington’s Disease.
Nathan didn’t expect this disease to be so slow given it’s inertial nature, luckily though it only started after he reached the age of 29. His muscles felt weak, his vocabulary began to become more scarce, he began to eat less and less. Until finally one day at the age of 38 , it happened, he feel down to his knees and began to panic after losing his ability to move his body.
Now Nathan didn’t live a proper life before this disease had taken a hold of him, he stole, he robbed, he betrayed and even killed a person before. He didn’t live an honest life, due to the harsh upbringing his father had made him go through. Nathan could only look back in his life with regret and remorse for the wrongs he’s committed, only asking god to give him some people closure before he got sent off to hell.
He lied on the hospital bed, slowly feeling the nerves in his body beginning to lose all functioning, his hands felt cold while his chest felt warm, and his thoughts became jumbled as memories of faces, names and even places became nothing more than a blur. Nathan could only remember the soft smiled face of his mother, holding a book she used to read him day in and out before her death.
The book had such a complex story to it, with characters far ahead of it’s time, Nathan really liked that book, even wishing to be like one of the many characters in it, he didn’t even care if he was a background character just as long as he wasn’t himself.
Suddenly before he knew it, Nathan felt his chest go cold, his heart beating slower and slower, his vision becoming dark, until finally a year fell from his eye as he took his last breath. Yes, Nathan Morgue had died in the hospital, date February 10th, 2013.
Now in pitch black darkness Nathan could only imagine this darken space being his very own version of hell, a pit of emptiness for all the things he’d done to so many people. But, before he could repent for anything he heard a voice, a feminine one.
“Morg?….Morg!” The voice called out loudly. Nathan opened his eyes, meeting the blaring shine of the sunlight peeping through the tree leaves. Turning his head over to his right, he saw the face a very young lady, appearance wise, she wore a blue and white gown, her hair a light brown, her eyes a light clear blue, she had cheery red lips, and a warm smile to boot.
Nathan blinked twice making sure he wasn’t seeing things. He than raised his hand noticing the complexion was completely different from his previous skin tone, it looked more pale like and a lot more smaller, as if he was younger some how. He sat up form the ground he was surpassingly laying on, and took a gander at his surroundings.
He was in a garden, flowers were everywhere. He turned to the girl who was still smiling but oddly enough had a perplexing look on her face. Nathan then spoke with an all a bit understandable question “Where, am I exactly?…”
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