I'm just that kind of person. It's always been like that since I hit puberty. Never been a social butterfly, I was the laziest person on Earth and the least of a social butterfly. I had given up on everything and the world had become monochrome. My emotions dulled out and I just silently calculated whenever I had the chance, looking for something to interest me.
After dying with a heart attack, I traversed purgatory for a thousand years with nothing to do but silently watch countless figures slowly pass by. Even during that time, death never cured my way of thinking. I reincarnated somehow into a broken world. I managed to rise up with the gifts given to me and devoured most things without much remorse. I abandoned humans that I could've saved even though they were so kind to me.
Even though all that brought some colors to my life, they faded away and I lost interest. Now, I've died once again and have begun roaming the purgatory world once again. This time, I approached the wheels of reincarnation despite the danger signals my soul gave off.
The trillions of people floated there silently with their backs bent over like ghosts. Every second, people would walk into the wheel of reincarnation and turn into a stream that wisp'd away.
The wheel of reincarnation, are huge whirlpools of rainbow colors that all have different sizes. Some are as big as the Milky Way, while some are as small as small as a person. They have patterns similar to galaxy clusters and superclusters in the universe and can extend distances way larger than the observable universe. Some whirlpools are far away and are along by themselves.
Then the endless souls float about and travel in random directions making them look like space ships searching for the stars in the dark. Most of their shapes were human, but there'd be a few monster shaped ones.
Before, I couldn't any of this for an unknown reason. With my use of devour laws and experience with them, I could see them somewhat which makes the place look very beautiful and vast.
I guess this wouldn't really be purgatory, but heaven instead.
I had floated towards a wheel the size of Jupiter that silently floated and spun with trillions of humans around that orderly entered the whirlpool. Countless souls would encounter this place before being seemingly hypnotized and forced to enter at the back of a line.
Although I had approached it, I barely felt any attraction nor did I feel hypnotized for some reason. But I floated up high enough before peering into the center. Like a whirlpool, the center suddenly caves in at a sharp angle and turns into a black abyss. I stared into that darkness and my gaze couldn't leave it.
All of a sudden, my mind was sucked into the wheel of reincarnation and the lives of everybody that entered began to slowly play itself out in real time. I became engrossed but it seemed like thousands of years passed. No matter the race, gender, or ethnicity, I became a part of it. I became a faithful priest at one point. I became a terrorist. I became a serf living at the bottom of society. I became a soldier or someone in the medical field.
The time that felt like millions of years slowly went by. Just like an actor, I had to play out the roles of other lives but with force and no pay. It made me realize that my own personality is just an illusion among other illusions. I lost sight of myself and my beliefs seemingly faded away into the passage of time.
For an assassin, this would be a perfect place to train. But for a commoner, this was just hell.
After what seemed a billion years, my thoughts had faded out along with my beliefs. I became a robot that excelled in the art of disguise. I could understand every single possible personality and accurately calculate future movements.
My soul has grown weary, and has begun fading away. I never even got to meet my ex-girlfriend. Although I've long forgotten her face and name, it would still be nice to see her one time.
On an unknown planet in an unknown universe, the endless stars in the night sky were bright. There was no clouds or any artificial light. Only the nice chirping of insects could be heard as a light wind smoothly drifted through the woods.
A person sitting down there calmly gazed at the night sky, the stars glittering in that person's pupils. This person was an old man nearing the end of his mortal life. He had less time than what it takes to brew tea. Even though this mortal was at the end of it's life, there was nothing but clarity and calmness within the eyes that glistened with the stars from above.
Although the village miles away could've extended his life with medicinal herbs, the old man didn't care and went out to this location despite the ferocious beasts and animals in the night.
Those creatures never bother him as though they were being respectful. Some would greedily look at him but seeing his skin bone body, they would hesitate before leaving.
The old man seemed to know about the existence of another soul within him, although it was only a wisp that never did anything and only watched. As a mortal, he could only watch the wisp stay there in his head.
Finally, his heart stopped beating and he silently fell to the side as the light in his eyes diminished. The wisp within slowly faded away before completely disintegrating.