I always liked watching the sunset. It gives me the feeling that no matter how bad was your day, there always going to be, at least, one beautiful thing that you can save from it.

At least that it was I believe.

But right now the sunset it's going to testify my last moments in this world. It has been a long way till here.

It wasn't always like this.

When I was a little kid, people always have a good memory of me, I was cheerful, caring and lovable with everyone around me. I used to have this perk to point out and be able to comfort those who may be feeling down, and tried to cheer them up, all of this since I was just a little kid.

I often remember one of my first memories, of how my mother was crying due to not having anything to eat herself and being fearful that she wouldn't be able to continue raise me. Later on she told me that during those times I never bother her with my cries or needs, and even gone to sleep by myself since I didn't wanted to trouble her. I was only two years old at that time and it was maybe one of the things that marked me through my life, so I've always tried to not be a nuisance for her, and the same thing happened during the next years.

Things like that were too often for me, having to mind myself and try to not tell my needs and things I wished, was something that I've learn since then. I never wanted to remind my mother of our situation, she herself was well aware of everything that I was in need, what was the point of crying over things that she couldn't give to me? Why would I do that when the food and the clothes were always there for me?

We never stayed in one place, I say place because my mother couldn't even afford a house or even an apartment for renting. But even then, I knew that probably better times would come to us, that was the hope that both of us rely on.

I grew up without having the warmth of a father, but it never troubled me. My mom was all I've ever needed. Even when she couldn't give me things that other kids could have, like toys, fancy clothes or vacations in other places. Heck, going to a McDonald's was an special event during those years.

It never mattered to me. Those thing could wait until I grow older. That's what I've learn, to be patient and appreciate when said things come.

I was what you could call a "good kid" and I was also very gifted in the intelligence department. That was something that it often gave my mom happiness during those times, she always heard about how good I was in school, my quick wits and the easiness I had there, or how hard I try to learn knowledge from everyone.

I think that being an intelligent person was the reward that life gave to my mother for all the things she passed through, or so it was supposed to be.

Seeking knowledge was always something that amazed me. My favorite times was when I could watch TV documentaries, or when my mother bosses gifted her books from Biology, History and Zoology. There was always new things to learn. That thirst was a bottomless pit that regardless how much I spend time learning, it was never enough.

Resolving puzzles was another thing that I've often loved to do, it was something that I took when I went to test my intelligence and capacities in the psychologist.

That's probably the thing that made me try harder everytime thing's goes hard. There's always a way for every problem in your life it just that you don't know the answer in that moment, the exact piece that was missing in the puzzle of life. Although often we never find it out.

My life keep going like that until I reached my teenage. That was when things changed for better or for worse.

My mom could afford maintain us and living in a decent house. I got my first computer those years and I begun with my knowledge frenzied habits.

Also those were the times that my naivety and kindness were lost. People at that age were really douchebags, it surprised me the amount of cruelty kids at that age were capable of.

And you could also say that it was then that I begun to disappoint my mother. When I begin with my anxiety and get my first symptoms of depression.

I started to see the world at it's true colors. Remember that I said that I've been always caring? Well, that's really a shit trait in this world, you began to suffer in the precise moment that you realize how cruel humans can be, how greedy and selfish people are.

I started to lose what it made me feel good about myself.

When you start to doubt yourself and who you are, it's when you start to walk in a path that makes you lost the most valuable thing that somebody could have. Self-love.

Where I lived it's a common thing that you finish high school at the 18 years and then you begin with your university life.

Well that's the first thing that I failed, I began to work after my sixteen birthday, I ended up working in a full-time job, yeah nothing legal and undoubtedly without any benefits that normal jobs could have, but hey, the money was there.

It was due to that I wasn't able to go two years consecutively to school. So I repeated those grades. My mom was disappointed on me again. The only thing that she ever requested to me was that I could get good grades at school and start the university, even if that mean that she has to forced herself to more hours at work.

But during that time, I wished for many things, although I was somehow flawed at that point, I still wanted to live a normal teenage life, enjoying trips, dates, girls and 'friends'. So I decided to work instead of making my mother work more and putting her precarious health in more danger.

I end up finishing the school when I was 20 years old , then just a few month later I begun the university. This was due to the public education where I lived then, if not it will have taken a few more years until I was able to get the money.

My personality at this time began to deteriorate, I began to shell myself from everyone and I didn't even had friends, or so I thought.

The time passed by and without me noticing It was a year since I ended my six years long career . It would have been a joyful event due to being my mother long waited wish. But I lost her two years ago and she wasn't there for seeing me there, or to enjoy it. Twenty years cleaning houses eight to twelve hours at day, passed her the bill. Before her death, I always heard her complaining and crying due to the pain she felt on her back and legs. On her last months she was forced to stay in bed. I blamed myself for this, it was for me that she worked so hard.

If I've only wasn't so stubborn wanting to get things that wasn't on my reach, and focused on my responsibility that was finishing high school, I could have given her, at least, that joy. But I didn't. I never gave her anything, even when she did it for me all those years.

She could have abandoned me when I was a baby, but she didn't. She could have work less and focusing on complete the school, but she didn't because of me. She was always there given her all. But I wasn't.

She give her time, her health and her being for me, her only son. But I, her only son wasn't even able to reciprocate that.

I tried during this time to move on, struggling to live because that was what she really wanted.

The music and painting was my only consolation when I was down. Having passed my childhood living city after city, made it hard for me to socialize and enjoy company, I had acquaintances but never friends. You could say that what I couldn't find in friends and family, I find in love. There was always someone there when it was the hardest for me in my teens, and even in my early 20's. But it wasn't the same on the last four years.

Although love can often do marvelous things to one, when you are so lost in life, you have to be responsible enough to not drag with you people that really love you. What's the point of having a lover when all you could do is blinding yourself in your misery, not even realizing or appreciate the person at your side? So I choose to live by my own, not hurting anyone feelings with my own mess.

I always said to myself that what I have lived wasn't as bad like others had. I've never passed hungry in my childhood, there always was warmth clothes for me. Even when I didn't have many material things in my early age I have something that many wished in their lives but weren't lucky enough to get it, I'd have a caring and loving mother for me.

Due to her, I was able to now afford to live in a large house, earning a lot of money each month, travel around many places that I've only wished when I was a teenager, to experience many things that not everyone was capable off. But now here I was. Throwing all my griefs at the wind and taking the decision to end my life.

You may ask 'Why? Even when your mother never wanted that for you.' Well it's not that I don't care about that, it just that I can't go on anymore.

I'm lost.

I have no ambitions and nothing to fight for.

There's nothing that can fill that empty. Hell I can't even feel emotions like excitement or hope, let's not talk about happiness.

I tried, I swear I did.

It has been a long journey for me, one that I always have the hope to find something to make me feel good about my life. But I've never wasn't able to do it.

There was always this anxiety, worries, thoughts and many other things that prevented me for doing so.

But you know what I'm feeling right now? Relief, because the pain it's going to stop.

I'm not going to jump of a bridge nor thrown myself at the train. At least once in my life I want to do something good. Before doing this I have already decided to donate my body.  It just a shame that my lungs will be a little fucked but, hey something has to do the work.

And if you're wondering how I choose to leave this world, you know car-kun? It's the cousin of truck-kun Well his breathing can take our lives in a closed place.

Now I'm waiting for it, while enjoying my final playlist on Spotify.

Oh I love this song, how nice to hearing it at my last. Nothing But Thieves make a great job.

Through the gaps of my garage window, I can see glimpses of the beautiful sunset outside.

I'm feeling dizzy, as everything is starting to going dark.

'Would I see you again?'

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*Sigh* 'huuh, it's a pity that he decided to end his life, he could have changed many things in his world if he just has the will. It has taken many reincarnations for that soul to get in that place.'

A brown haired middle-aged man with a black robes and golden wristbands was watching besides Simon's body. He took a moment to watch him going through his entire soul life, until it reached this point. He was just doing his usual picking when he found him, at first he thought he would be like any other major soul, however, soon he founded himself immerse on his story.

It wasn't much before he forgot his duty, but now he was doubtful, does he really need to proceed like any other soul? This end was... unsatisfying for him. It was like reading a book with a shit end.

'I guess your fate wasn't meant to be in this place, should I've place you somewhere else?'

The man was having a hard time, he has shared his joy and sadness with him during the years, he would be lying if he said that he wasn't attached to his journey and he had been expecting for his best during this last life. More so knowing his current situation, his major soul would have been an undoubtedly help for him.

Suddenly an androgynous being appeared near the man side. He has a gray plain robe that covers his entire body. With a plain and cold voice said.

"You're by his side again Chrono, why are you wasting your time with this mortal? Just raise him and keep picking for others."

The middle-aged man didn't answered to him, but keep watching Simon's body, pondering about something.

Then he moved his gaze to the androgynous man and said to him.

"Say Aion, could you give him one last chance and don't take him away?"

The so called Aion maintain a cold and uninterested face while saying.

"I can, but times wait for no man, why should I gave him the time that he doesn't have anymore? He has been already elevated to a higher being, his soul don't belong here anymore and you know where he should be going right now." Aion said firmly.

Chrono sighed and look to Simon again.

"I know but didn't Gaia said that she have given mortals the gift of reincarnation for giving them the chance of getting a better life? He has suffering much more than what he enjoyed. The karmic cycle has leave him aside and I can't stand it."

"That was his fate, we cannot change the heavens will." Aion cut him out.

But then, for a moment his face changed, only to return to his plain and uninterested face again.

"But you can also say that the heavens where fair to him. Who in all planes will have a Titan watching for his soul? Maybe the karma wasn't by his side, but you was, and that counts much more that any accumulated luck that he could carry through all his life's" Aion finally said while looking at Chrono.

Chrono smiled faintly and said with certain warmth in his voice.

"He deserved it, you haven't seen him fighting through his life's, he has done more good than many souls together but he never knew"

Then Chrono said while he began to walking away.

"Give him one last chance, maintain his memories from this last life, get him to that world you mentioned before. I'm sure he will shine there. I will no longer watch for him and you could take this as a gift to him, I will also owe you for this time Aion." With the last word said he disappeared.

"As you wish" Aion said plainly and suddenly a faintly golden light appeared in his hand.

'The consummation of thousand of years of experience in my hands, if you could have lived in a higher realm you could have roam free from your fate and get whatever you wanted. Well now you would have the chance, let's see what will you do, and why its started to change.' With that saying Aion snap his finger and the light disappeared from earth with him.

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Simon didn't know how much time has passed since he was surrounded by darkness.

'How can I still maintain consciousness? Hell really exists?' he could faintly remember that Christian's hell was an infinite and eternal darkness.

'Still, my suicide did go wrong, pain didn't go away and I still retain these feelings. Truly I am a joke, what a disgraceful luck that I have, how can someone can't fail into killing themselves?' Simon couldn't help but mock himself.

Then he faintly started to feel something calling for him. First he was shocked, then turned curious for what could call him in what he believed is"hell".

'Could it be my body remembering me about something?' Simon began to ponder.

But next he stopped to think an begun to scream in the void.

'I DIDN'T DELETE IT, GOD DAMN, PEOPLE WILL THINK THAT I WAS A FREAK' His browser history and computer files wasn't deleted, he blame himself for his carelessness.

'Still why I must worry? I'm dead' with this way of thinking he relaxed. But it didn't last long. His surroundings began to change, and he found himself in a vastly white space.

He looked around, well, all he could do in his current state was looking since he neither have a body to begin with. Still, whatever that was in front of him could only be described to pure white, he couldn't distinguish well the distance but he could only assume that was more vast than any place he was before.

' Don't tell me that a being like Morgan Freeman will appear now?' He asked himself after seeing everything.

He then heard a voice, it sounded plain and devoid of emotion.

"This is your last journey, as a gift from someone you have been given one last chance. You will reincarnated in a new place, you will retain all your memories. Now I will give you a chance to choose only one thing to take with you. Take your time to choose wisely."

Simon found his reason froze, then he began to laugh.

"Hahaha, Who could have said it?! the Isekai novels were right, this thing really happens"

While a part of him was faintly... happy? excited? He didn't remember exactly what feeling was. But certainly it was something positive. This was one of his wishes, as an otaku, who didn't dream it about this scenario?

He then started to pondering.

'Well certainly living with my current memories will be a pain in the ass, as well a blessing itself. With this much knowledge I have this could be good, but then again, could I use all the things I know?'

While having a unique power was a plus ultra, it would not really works in a long term. He knows himself. As he has a chance now to begin from zero, he didn't want to be a lone wolf as his previous self. So should he choose  some kind of power, something like unlimited power or being an OP being?

"Can I ask, what kind of world will I go?" Simon asked first.

"What you call fantasy one."  The voice respond faintly.

'That's cool, I prefer it over a wuxia-like world, but there probably will be magic, and some crazy races. Should I walk the path of an modern man?'

'While it has it's advantages, it also has it setbacks. Should a choose some kind of symbiosis between the two worlds features?

God, it's so hard to choose, I could certainly screw up.'

After what it seems a few minutes of pondering he said.

"I choose some kind of spiritual library that can archive and organized all the knowledge that I ever saw and know. This will work at my will and could share knowledge from the world that I will travel "

This is the result of his thoughts after being put in this sudden situation.

'While an OP power would be okay, knowledge will always be the most important thing, and if the librarian of the heavenly I-don't-know-what was right, this would be my best bet in a world like this... Right?'

Even himself wasn't sure of what to wish.

"That's all?" The voice asked.

'I know it's pretty shit but it's the most balanced thing that I could think right now, damn I'm so nervous, EVEN THOUGH I DON'T HAVE A BODY' Simon thought to himself.

"...Well you could also make me a little bit more attractive?..." Simon asked as he was whispering.

He cannot say anything about his previous looks, he was a handsome man, a really handsome one. But even himself started to depreciate this perk of his after so many years of constant self-reproach and depression.

"You lack greediness, but you're full of idiocy. Well I will grant what you asked. Live well"

When the voice ended Simon found himself... falling? It was an strange feeling. All of sudden the pure white scape from his eyes. Slowly a familiar sight began to appear around him, clouds and a sky!

He raised his hands as he began to scream, however, he was quickly interrupted when a sudden pain spread through his body. Finally something solid was on his back.

Slowly rising he grunted, only to froze on the spot at the unbelievable sight in front of him.