Death

Fear... that is the feeling that Javier is felting at this precise moment, a dark and negative feeling that feels like a piercing to the heart. Now, why is him experiencing it right now? Simple, he just died almost nothing ago.

There were so many things he wanted to do, get married, have a family but that really doesn't matter, there was one bigger thing that he could never fulfill, the dream of succeeding in football, he tried as a player but he simply didn't have enough talent, so he continued to try to become a renowned coach in his native country, Spain, but his efforts always seemed in vain. In the end he never managed to get past a coach from the third Spanish Federation. He had made an effort in superhuman ways, but despite being good tactically and possessing good ideas, it was simply impossible to promote without adequate players to execute his tactical approach or an effort from the complacent owner of the club who never even considered investing in the youth team or in something to improve the future of the club, which is why his career stagnated.

He spent several years like this...losing...winning games but when the moment of truth arrived they were unsuccessful but a slight incident occurred...

Javier was walking down the street, calm and slightly happy since he had received a slight raise and the owner of the club seems to finally invest a little more in the signings and the youth team, nothing could ruin his plans for the future, nothing...

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"You have brain cancer, Mr. Javier, you have 4 months of life" said an old doctor, already in his third age, with a hint of pity in his voice, these words… these words had completely broken his world and reality at the age of 43 years.

"......." Javier did not even have words to answer what this man had just told him, they literally just told him that he is going to die soon, young and without marry but not virgin at least.

Life really could be quite cruel.

He left the hospital with an empty look, rethinking life at that moment, he really couldn't help but scream.

"Shhhiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiit!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" He couldn't help but cry with helplessness and anger, was he really destined to fail and die?! Was that really all he was capable of?!

But before he could think of something even more self-destructive, he didn't realize that in his outburst, for which several people looked at him strangely, he was in the middle of the street, a car approaching quickly but for some reason it was going too slow for his eyes and mind.

This is how he arrived at this void of darkness that seemed eternal and without any kind of hope but something happened...something that could be called like miraculous

To be continue…