"People from earth are mistakes in this world. I guess we missed our road to the underworld or something like that. If we get caught in the body of someone in this world, we will get executed. That is an order from the king himself," my cat replied me solemnly.
I swallowed. Just a simple mistake has led to such important discussion. I was glad I got beaten by my cat.
"This is a world on its own and we are intruders. I know the language you just spoke is not of this world so it must be from earth. I have never heard it before but you must not say that ever again.
"We will survive until we find a way to leave this world after all, we have been here for more than a decade now. Until then, we must be watchful."
I got so scared. My cat was not even aware that we were sent back to the level we started.
I was going to clean up my brother's mess. I never had a sibling and I must be frank that it was not not-lonely at all. I still wish I had a sibling but a lot lesser than on earth.
"You know the second state we were supposed go to after the prison world?" I asked my cat and she nodded now reduced to her small size. I held back a sigh of relief.
She nodded.
"We must go back to that world to clean up the mess my elder brother has caused in the mine. The king will go there soon for an inspection so everything must be in order by the time the king visits the place," I narrated.
My cat did not like the sound of it.
Now, permit me to talk like a motivational speaker. This is how life is. Sometimes, you might feel your success is near but somethings might pull you back. When that happens, you just need to take a deep breath and encourage your—
No! I will stop it there because I was not even able to encourage myself at that point because I was crying. Tears rolled down my cheeks.
"I thought I would return home soon," I told my cat as I started a session of negativity.
Negative words flowed out of my lips so easily as I lamented of how terrible I felt. How I was not even sure of what will happen when I return to earth since I should be dead.
"We have been through worse during the past decade. We will not die on earth. That is what you have always believed. Somehow, I will be able to avoid the bomb and you will avoid getting kidnapped," she said a few words of encouragement.
I was nodding in acceptance because it felt so good to have someone talk to me at such low moments and even encourage me until . . . "Kidnapped?"
"Yes, you died in a fire after getting kidnapped," she told me something I knew nothing about.
Wow, that could not be me but the guy who came into this body before I did. So, this body has been occupied by a few other souls.
That did not sound refreshing in anyway. It made me feel like a demon that possessed a body shortly after another demon got exorcised out.
"We will go through it and escape finally," I told my cat as I stood up feeling very uncomfortable. I laid on the king's size bed with my back facing where the cat sat.
She did not talk to me and after lying down for a while feeling mentally stressed, I slept off.
I don't think I had had enough sleep when I heard a knock on the door and my cat came to wake me up.
She did not climb up the bed for reasons I didn't know because she was the person who woke me up in this world with her tongue licking my face like a worm.
I rolled and continued sleep while she remained below calling out to me in that small voice that will make you think she was a female. I wanted more time to sleep.
"Master, you must wake up," she told me urgently.
I moaned tiredly. I wished I could just sleep and wake up on earth like the last guy who came into this body. What if he did not go to earth but died, like finally to hell.
Don't call me crazy or you could if you want to because I have come to a final conclusion about my death without bothering to come up with proofs to support it.
Now here's the conclusion, I have concluded that I was filled with so much sin that I could not make it to heaven so I ended up going to hell and I missed my way to hell and ended up in the body of a young man in an unfamiliar world.
Now, does that make any sense? I feel staying in this world has enhanced my physical strength, agility and reflex but it diminished my mental health and IQ.
I am not proud of that because I would need my knowledge and IQ for my examination and I must not fail because that university was waiting for me to graduate with the best result ever so that I could easily become the medical director in my father's hospital.
"Master," that tiny voice called out to me again.
I struggled up and looked down at my cat. When she saw me, she walked back to her basket obviously tired of calling me. I combed through my hair tiredly.
Gosh!
I hated knocks in this world. Back in the last world, I heard no knock and I did not find it strange but here, I hated it. I wanted more sleep for goodness's sake.
I left the person knocking at the door as I walked to the bathroom. I went to open the door when I was done washing my face and combing through my rumpled hair.
It was the same woman who came to call me. I smiled at her when I saw the displeased look that she could not hide despite her calm façade.
"I had to wash my face," I told her due to that inbuilt discomfort from not apologizing when I should.
She smiled but the smile did not get to her eyes although I did not expect anything different. "Young master, you must get ready for the banquet. You have an hour to do so," the woman announced.
If I scoff it won't be out of place, right? Well, I scoffed with my fingers running through hair. What could be anymore frustrating than these.
These people must believe I am a ball that they could kick around. First . . . You know. Second, . . . You that too and now the third. I wondered what would be fourth I just hope they don't order me to replace my sister on her wedding day.
That must sound weird, right? But I believe it is possible, you know this whole world is weird.