Dying is not a bad thing, it is actually very peaceful and full of freedom. We focus on fear of death that we rush through life to enjoy it, some even some want to lengthen the predetermined destiny.
Even a good for nothing, he knew that the day would come and there was no escape.
Max, was resting in his hospital room, connected to an artificial machine and thus avoid stopping breathing.
He was alone as always, no one wanting or giving him the slightest interest. He had family, but surely their pride prevented them from coming, he had some friends who didn't even give him the time of day. Nor did they bother to know about his status, a love interest, his best friend, who was in the arms of another.
He even wondered why he was even upset.
It was obvious to Max that no one would be coming and it wasn't that they were aware of his situation. Because they didn't care.
"You're about to die, how do you feel about it?" No one spoke, Max, heard or imagined that they asked him about dying.
"Tired," Max replied.
- To live? - his mind asked - or are you just exhausted
"Both," Max spoke, to cough later.
The questions ended there, Max's mind seemed to be shutting down as well as his whole body, the boy's eyelids became heavy and little by little, they were closing.
Until his last breath faded.
Max opened his eyes only to see that he was sitting and in front of him, was a tall old man, gray hair and the same beard. He was dressed like some Greek gods, a white robe covering most of his body.
He didn't know who he was, but Max had the intuition that it was the creative being. It was logical to see him after he died.
"You are an interesting boy Max, foolish to think my creations would be like you, but an equally impressive being" the man spoke.
"I think I'll take that as a compliment, creator?" Max replied, causing the old man to smile with amusement.
—I like that, creator sounds better than god— old man expressed his singularity, liking the word that identified him.
—Max, boy, I have seen your life and I liked your works of generosity, how faithful to your word and how pacifist you were in everything, normally people sin, being ambitious, being carried away by lust and among other things, you have a certain resemblance to my son, Jesus - God admitted.
Max was impressed that he was related to the lord.
"Impressive, right?" God asked.
"Yes, it is," Max expressed.
—That's why I have decided that you will be reborn - God said - I know that you will not use your knowledge for evil and that is what makes you special
- I will be back? - an impressed Max asked in a whisper.
"No, you will not return to the world that my unsaved son, you will go to another, where I will be, and no one was sent" God spoke too calmly.
"May I know what awaits me in that new place?" Max asked.
-You know, I know, remember, I am God, a being that knows everything and saw everything - God answered and looked at the boy again and smiled - but I am not going to leave you naked, I grant you 3 wishes without restriction, except change the world where I will send you, because it was already granted to you.
"I understand, three wishes without any restriction, it's not too much power" Max looked at God and he smiled a little more.
—I know what you think, or it's too obvious, I know it sounds great to take my place as a creator, but I'm telling you from experience, it's lonely and boring, I don't recommend this to anyone, being god is a curse sometimes— God smiled reluctantly.
"It sounds terrible, I apologize for that." Max inclined his head a little apologetically, raising it again, he thought of his first wish.
—I would like to have a body with; Hanma blood in a high percentage, so high that it could awaken the demon back and brain, have uchiga and Uzumaki blood, like Meliodas demon blood— Max gave an explanation of his first wish.
"It sounds like you have a plan, it's a great body." God understood the powers that his creation wanted to have, he was someone of infinite knowledge and he perfectly understood what Max was saying.
—I wanted to have all nine titan powers, without being one or becoming one— Max explained, one of the great abilities that the anime "attack on the titans" could grant.
—It seems that he does not want to attract much attention, that's good - God express and curious asked about his last wish - What will be the last?
"I would like my mp3 with the wireless headphones, with the songs I had inside," Max said, "or forget me, make it indestructible to everything and have an infinite battery."
"Well, you hit me on that one, I didn't expect you to choose that, it was on my mind more, like being an anji or immortal, it's fun to be surprised from time to time" God spoke, if he was surprised, using his powers he restrained himself being able to read thoughts.
"If it had been a great wish," Max spoke in a whisper.
"But I don't think you're interested, well, I'm late, we'll see you later Max" God said pointing one of his fingers at Max.
"I forget, if I were so kind, I could be an orphan, I wouldn't want to go through the same thing," Max expressed his regret.
God smiled and just disappeared him from where he was.
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The cry of a baby sounded outside the orphanage and its noise was heard louder by the seconds that passed, drawing the attention of those in charge of the enclosure, who because of the loud sound shook them and not only them, the children and people who were nearby could hear it.
Once a woman left the orphanage I noticed where the noise was coming from, a baby with nothing more than a blanket covering her intimate parts. Once the baby opened her eyes and looked at the lady, she completely stopped screaming.
The woman grabbed her in her arms and was surprised to see that her eyes looked at her closely, as if she were examining her.
Once I step inside with the baby, I notice that her other companions approached the baby to see her. And they too were surprised to see that her eyes were open, looking around. Forgetting that detail, the ladies rushed to give the baby a bath, which was dirty for some unknown reason.
Once she was taken to the bathroom, one of the sisters brought some water at temperature and began to bathe by bathing the baby.
When rinsing him they noticed that his skin was strangely hard and yet soft.
Once he was washed, dried, and brought to a special room for infants. And once there they gave him milk in a drank and strangely the boy finished off three of them and then he closed his eyes to rest.
Once the baby was left to rest, the orphanage manager got down to work to play the baby's roles.
Taking the role of identification, the person in charge of the place, named the child.
Yuchiro