'' -- Thoughts
"" -- Saying
He looked down from the 20 storeyed building.
He wondered how the wind would feel against his face.
He wondered if the ground would pity his suffering and grant him mercy
He looked at the sky reminiscent of his worthless life
'I have lived my life as a failure. I have failed my parents.'
He took one small step to the edge
'I have been shunned from birth. Ridiculed and bullied by others from young'
He breathed a bit easier
'I was never good at anything. I had to strive just to be average in anything I did'
The air was cold and unforgiving. His lips parched. His resilience torn apart
'Anyone in my position could do 10 times better than me. No matter who it was. I am simply a waste of space.'
He looked down. His lips quivering. Tears drizzling the cold floor.
He then smiled. Softly. Unpleasantly and unsightly. With a soft voice he opened his mouth
"If this is all what my life amounts to. What is the point? Survive another day to suffer more. No. This is it. At the end all I will be is a tiny blot on this planet. I guess that is fine. What more can I expect"
He took a step. This time the floor did not grace his feet with support. He swayed and fell. The wind rushed towards him. The ground rising to meet him
'I wonder if I will meet a god or a devil. Or any at all'
His body hit the ground. His brain smashed on impact. His body in a broken mess
His death was as unsightly as his life
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He opened his eyes groggily.
He saw a table with a glass of water in front of him. He then saw a women reading a piece of paper in a small room with both of them.
She had light brown hair. Her emerald green eyes scanned the paper while her thin lips and slim face scowled
He did not know where he was, but he knew he was thirsty. His hand went to grab the glass of water
"You know, when someone normally suicides, it is normally due to escape something that they couldn't avoid"
His hand froze mid-air. He looked at her wondering who she was
She calmly put the paper down and looked back
"You on the other hand did it for practically no reason. Sure you were bullied when you were young. You might have failed in practically all the endeavours that you did. However you were young. Just passed 26 didn't you?"
Now he was a person that didn't anger that easily. It was something that he learned while being young. If you kept calm and just accepted the punishment that other dealt, they would just get bored of you and then leave you alone. Getting angry and trying to fight back is what you makes it harder for you.
But now?
Now he was angry. He took the glass of water and then threw it at the woman. She however simply moved her head and let the glass smash against the wall
"What the hell do you know about me? Who the hell are you? Where the hell have you brought me. Is this some kind of kidnapping. Why don't you fuck off and leave me the fuck alone."
The lady just smiled
"How pitiful. Even at the end of your life you still are just as pitiful as you were in most of it. Trying to harm someone when they simply spoke the truth. Do you feel better when trying to harm someone so that you can feel better about your own failure?..."
He felt even more angry. Whoever this woman was, she was getting on his nerves
"Or do you do it so that you won't remember your parents that you have failed?"
That brought everything around him to a stop. His anger froze in its place and was substituted by surprise and regret. And even a bit of fear
"Who the hell are you?"
The woman smiled
"Oh finally being polite enough I guess"
She slowly got up and started pacing the room slowly. His head following her wherever she walked
"I am what you humans call death. Or rather should I say I am the concept of death itself. This place around you is what is in between life and death. Right now you are in a state of….. hmmm what do you humans call it? Limbo right? Yes Limbo. Here you are at a place of crossing. You are simply here"
He looked at her as if she was mad and was going to treat her as such. But then he remembered his last memories. As weird as it was, it made sense. He did not completely believe she was death but he had no choice but to play along
"So what is going on now. Am I getting judged. Am I going to heaven or hell?"
She simply sighed and chuckled. She sat down as if she had gotten tired of walking for this short time
"Ah only if it were that simple."
She smiled, almost with pity.
"But no. There is no heaven nor any hell. You could say that here you are simply going to be reincarnated into something or someone else"
"What? So like Buddhism? Or is it Hinduism?"
"Actually" she leans forward. "It is neither."
He sits back confused yet attentive
"What? But you just said reincarnation ya? So isn't this where my fate gets decided based on karma and dharma and what not?"
She simply chuckled. She leaned back and then stretched her arms a bit
"Well no. There is no karma or dharma. There is no right or wrong. Everyone is simply what they want to be. In the grand scale nothing matters really"
His lips quiver. His brain confused
"So then there is no real good or bad? There is no judgment for sins and what not?"
"Nope. Not at all"
"Then what the hell am I doing here"
"Ah. Like I told you, here you are about to be reincarnated. But unlike what you thought you are not judged. Your next life is going to be made randomly. Remember, energy can neither be created nor destroyed. Same thing here. Your spiritual energy is simply being converted to another form while forgetting your previous life"
"So then you are some kind of god that makes sure this process goes on?"
She laughs. Loudly this time while leaning back on her hands. She calms down and returns to the topic
"Well, you could call me that in a sense I guess. But more appropriately I am simply a very powerful being who is dedicated to this role. Yes there are aliens. You humans are not alone. Yes there are also other powerful beings that have delegated themselves to different roles to simply make sure in the large scale that there is some form of order. I am simply in this form cause I thought it would be most suitable to appear before you."
He licked his lips. It was dry once more.
His entire world view crashed. Nothing mattered before. His life, his success and failure. His good and bad. Nothing mattered.
"So what happens to me now. Do I get reincarnated as a human again? Or do I just get randomly reincarnated as a frog or something?"
She chuckled
"Well normally this would be processed by my employees, and they would randomly pick one out for you. But you see, I have different plans for you."
She waved a finger in front of him.
"You see sometimes I just go and watch different worlds and people who are about to die. Of course I do not step in. My coworkers would be quite angry if that happened you see. But what happens after? That is completely up to me. So I just looked at your life story you see and I found it quite lacking. Lacking in fun. Lacking in romance. And most of lacking in success"
She rested her hands on the table and leaned towards the table a bit
"And you see what I am going to do is this. I am going to give you some unique abilities. Then I am going to put you in a different planet. A planet very similar to Earth. So similar that I call it a different version of Earth. It is similar to that jjk anime that you watched. Yes, it is kind of in a small pocket dimension withing this universe so I have power over that. Thank fully the other universes have not tried claiming that"
His brain.exe crashed. He was just bombarded with new information. However even then, he had only one thing to ask
"What abilities do I get?"
"Nice finally getting to business. Our readers must have been quite bored already. Well first of you will get a type of energy that is similar to the energy that other humans in that earth have. Another one of them is related to my ability. This is similar to eyes of death perception in fate series"
She waved a finger infront of him
"Don't celebrate yet. This is not without conditions. You will find that out later"
(Author's note: Guys believe me when I say I am gonna make it quite balanced so that we don't have an overpowered mc)
"The next ability is called the sharingan similar to the one in Naruto. However you will have to activate all of the stages by yourself"
"You will also get a technique. This is the ability to control electricity which will work as any other normal technique"
"And for the final one…."
She looks straight at his eyes and smiles
"I have read you are a fan of spiderman aren't you? May I ask why?"
He thought about it for some time. He tried to think of a moral high ground or some grand reason. But he found none. So he decided to go with the truth
"I liked him because he was the closest hero to me"
"Hmm that is quite vague. Go on explain more"
"He was one of the few heroes that actually felt relatable. He was a nerd. He was bullied by flash to an extent. He lost someone close to him. He had to take care of his regular responsibilities"
"Is that all?"
"No. He was dealt with a bad fate almost the whole time. His own powers came in the way of him being able to live happily. He was smart and could be successful. Yet he always put other first. He did not do it for recognition or glory. He did not do it because he was a soldier. He did not do it because he was indestructible."
"He did it because he was one of the few that could only do it. He did not have riches that filled the earth. He could have gone and done more. He could have been so much more better if he just forgot everyone else and just focused on himself. Yet he went and helped the common man"
"But most of all what I liked the best was his indomitable spirit"
He licked his lips. Colour returned to his face. His eyes shone a bit. Whether from tears or hope he did not know. His breath intensified and his words spoke a bit more clearer and louder
"Even when everything and everyone went to shit, he still went on. Even when people blamed him. Even when his closest ones died. He was tired. He was hungry and out of stamina. Yet he strived. Simply because he was the one thing that separated the common man and death"
"He always held back against opponents who even tried to kill him and humoured others with his quips. And most of all…"
Tears went splat against the ground. His eyes drowning in it
"He was someone that I wanted to be. Someone that could be relied. Someone who's presence made you know you were in safe hands"
The woman shifted a bit. She might have been moved or just bored. Yet no one knew from her face
She held his eyes in hers for some time.
And then
She finally smiled
"Very well then. Since you like him so much. I will give you the original one's abilities adjusted to your aging of course"
"Wait wha…"
"Oh my, it looks like it is time for you to go. Adios"
All he knew then was darkness
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In the state of Kerala, India. A new spirit was born. His cries echoed around one of the hills in Mallappally, Pathanamthitta. A small blanket tried to keep the baby warm but it failed against the incessant rain. The lightning and thunder frightened the babe. The wind knocked on the door of the house where the babe lay upon the stairs. A couple slept inside the house, but the child's cries stirred them from their rest.
"Eththa nayinte monne aanu athu?"
("Whose bloody kid is that?")
"Chetta onnu poyi nokkoo. Arengilum enthenkilum avashyam vende vannathayirikkum."
("Chetta, go take a look. Maybe someone came because they needed something.")
The man shuffled to his feet groggily. He flung a small towel on his shoulder. He was angry and tired but patient when his wife asked him to look. He opened the windows of the main hall and looked outside just to make sure that this was not some trick that thieves were trying to use. On seeing no one finally opened the door. He looked around and he saw no one. But once again the lungs of the baby alerted him to a smaller presence. He saw the babe and looked up again searching for the parents. Upon not seeing anyone again he wrapped the towel around the baby and brought him inside. He slowly and softly rubbed the baby's head with the towel to make sure that the baby's head was dry.
He then took the baby to his wife who was still in the bedroom.
"Aaru ayirunnu athu, chetta?"
("Who was that, chetta?")
"Aarum illaayirunnu. Njan oru kuttiye aa padiyil kandu. Aaro avarude magane uppekshichu poyathayirikkum. Kuttiyude pani kittaruthu ennanu njan avane akathe eduthu vannathu."
("There was no one. I saw a child on the steps. Someone abandoned their own son. I brought him inside because I didn't want him to fall sick.")
"Ayo, ethra drohi aanu athu cheythathu?"
("Oh no, what kind of traitor would do such a thing?")
"Arkum ariyilla... enthayalum nallathu evene palliyude achanoduth kodukkuka."
("No one knows... but either way, it's best to hand him over to the church priest.")
A silence of understanding went between them
However while one was silent due to pity. The other was silent due to contemplation
"Avane nammil dethhu eddathalo?"
("Shall we take him in as our own?")
"Dee nee entha parayunnuthu"
("Hey, what are you saying?")
"Chetta... ningalkku ariyam. Enikku oru kutti undakkan pattilla. Ithoru devam markum aayirikkum. Angane namukkum oru kutti mone aayi vilikkam pattum alle?"
("Chetta... you know. I can't have a child. This must be a sign from God. Maybe now, we too will have someone to call our son, right?")
Once again silence struck. Only the lightning and thunder interrupted. However the man's deep black eyes could not hold against his wife's light brown ones and he gave in.
"Sheri... edukkam. Pakshe... ivane entha vilikkande?"
("Alright... let's take him in. But... what shall we call him?")
She reached for the babe and the husband put the child gently in her arms. She looked at him carefully and then smiled
"Ende achan nallathaayi ella jathikalude pustakam vayikkum aayirunnu. Athil ninnum oronnine kodukkam."
("My father used to read scriptures from all religions with great care. Let's pick one from them.")
"Pakshe evene oru chritiani pere alle idddunde?"
"(But shouldn't he have a Christian name?")
"Enthinnu? Kuttiyuunnu enthinnu jathiyum maddavum? Ivan ee rathri ethrem neyrum ottayku jeevichu. Mazhayum minnalum onnum avane thottilla. Avan avre thoppichu. Avan everede rajav ayittu jeevippukum"
("Why? He's just a child. What use is religion or caste to him? He survived all alone through this stormy night. The rain and thunder never touched him. He defied them. One day, he'll be their king.")
"Appo peru?"
("Then the name?")
"Rudra"
"Bestu Aarum kettilathu oru pere"
("Perfect. It's a name no has heard.")
She simply chuckled
"Ippo ivane aarum kettittilla. Pakshe oru divasam varum... aa divasam motham lokam ivane nokki aahladikkum."
("Right now, no one knows his name. But the day will come… and when it does, the whole world will look at him in awe.")
She continued
"Athinu avande pare oru rajav ende pere pole aayirikunum"
("And to rule that world, he'll need a name fit for a king")
"Rudra"