Death

Agony. 

Pain. 

I realized I've had this my whole life, but I don't listen to what the world is trying to say to me. I need to be powerful, independent, but, I want to be in the back. 

*Beep. Beep. Beeeeeeeeeeep.*

" Shock him again." Said the doctors

"He's losing breath," said another.

"We lost him," I heard as my vision gets darker by the millisecond.

I then hear something, [You have been selected by the goddess to be reincarnated.] at first I think I am hallucinating in the after life. Then I look down at my hands. WHY ARE THEY SO SMALL! I thought. 

"Hello child." The goddess said.

Gahh.

Who the heck are you I was saying.

"Gahh. Goo. Gea"

"Ah yes I forgot to temporarily give you the language skill." the goddess said.

[You have been granted skill: Language of the Gods] 

*Cough. Cough* 

I had only one question. "Why me?"