An ordinary life it started as,

A life with nothing out of the ordinary. He lived through all the important things in life.

He laughed with his friends, loved someone and cried getting rejected. Learned the trials and tribulations of life, managed success and had a stable living. Fell in love again, had children and continued on in life.

Becoming a grandfather and witnessing the death of his most loved ones.

And last of all death. It was painless, as if nothing had happened, no pain and no suffering. Having lived a thoughtful life with little to no regrets.

Then he woke up, not knowing where he was. A plain landscape with nothing in sight. A plain white colour with nothing but emptiness. At first he thought " This must be heaven." Until he realised he was alone…

Nothing in sight. No angel to welcome him, nor a devil. A plain white domain with nothing but space.

Wandering through this plain he reminisced about his life in the past and remembered all the small mistakes and all the large successes. This continued on for a while.

After walking for seemingly hours he saw nothing. Though he did not feel strained at all. No physical or mental fatigue.

"Of course! This is the after life after all… If I felt any I would have to call this bogus or some sort of crap TV show." As he sighs in relief thinking " This really is the after life…"

After a while he just stopped and said "Maybe it is endless, maybe I'm just putting in useless effort believing a result will appear…" as he sighs.

"Maybe this is what it is, an endless void for a soul to continue to wander waiting for something to happen. After all, what we imagined the afterlife to be was just our own personal wishes so that dying would feel less miserable."

Suddenly after what felt like an hour, a paper appeared. From nowhere, there was no fall or rise, it just appeared out of thin air. After maybe a second another thing appeared, a pen.

After waiting a while nothing more appeared, nothing to tell him what to do or what to write. Getting closer the man wondered. " I had no relation to papers at all in my life, heck I probably haven't touched a plain piece of paper since college…" Moving closer he picked up the items and went his own way.

After pondering for a while he decided to write his life down, a biography. Starting he wrote

"Hello, if you're reading this then that means I'm not alone! Ha, I've been here for a pretty short time, I think. But in the short amount of time I've been here I have seen nothing but plain white and myself.

The only things I have right now are this pen and paper, and yes no clothes either. I know you probably won't care but here's my life story!

First of all my name is…"

As he enjoyed his new found hobby not long after he had realised that, there was no more room for the rest. "Gosh I hate my handwriting, if I had just practised writing smaller this wouldn't have been a problem.

"Scratching his head he screamed out of instinct " Can I please have another piece of paper?!" Although he screamed as hard as he could, his voice hadn't been strained in the slightest.

"Damn that's neat!" After that he had realised another paper appeared. Surprised, he asked "Can I have… 2 more pieces?" a bit after 2 more pieces appeared.

Surprised by this new found ability he continued to make requests "Can I have a phone!" nothing, no phone no nothing. He then asked "Can you talk to me?" no response either.

Thinking, he asked "Can I have a rock?" same thing, nothing. "Can I have another pen?" Poof. another pen appeared out of thin air. Having realised he could only ask for things that had already already appeared, he asks "Can I get a copy of myself?" nothing.

"Haha like hell that would work…" Thinking of himself going crazy, he said to himself. "No matter what, don't break, this is probably just a trial right? Like a waiting room for an event. I just have to outlast it and something will happen. Right?"

After pondering what to do for a while he decided to return to writing. The one and only thing he could do.

Reaching his junior highschool days he stopped for a while and inspected what he had.

Checking the paper if it would tear, it did but it was a perfectly straight strip even though he had just randomly ripped it.

Thinking this was odd he continued and ripped it thinking of ripping it roughly, and it did. Surprised he ripped multiple papers into multiple patterns and it came out as he imagined.

Wishing he had a bigger paper, he tried connecting two sheets into one and it worked.

With his new found ability he started making himself make-shift clothes and random things such as a chair and a paper tv. Of course the chair broke as soon as he sat on it.

Going back to the requests he tried experimenting. "Can I get reincarnated?" No response. "May I get reincarnated? Haha-"

Huh, I can't feel anything… It's so dark, what's happening…

Ah?

Coming into his senses, he rushes to the surface trying to gasp for air.

"What the fuck was that?!" Sighing he said. "Great first thing I get after white room torture is drowning? What kind of sick game is this?" As he slowly gets back onto land he glances at his surroundings and finds out he is in a lake surrounded by a dense pine forest.

Getting onto land he realised he had nothing on him, just like the start. But this time with some clothes.

"Paper, please… Hello? Um… Can I have a piece of paper? Dammit. Back to square one I guess…" As he sighs. " At least I'm not but naked anymore, haha."

Collecting himself, he starts surveying the area. "Man, this place looks rural. I bet you could see Jupiter from here. Talking 'bout the sky… Why are there 2 suns?"

Rushing to the water he looks at his reflection. "This isn't me…"

After a bit he sat down and thought " A second chance, right? Gotta make the most of it." as he sighs.

Collecting himself once again he decides to explore the forest. Walking leisurely, he talks to himself.

" You know what, for being a different body this really feels like I didn't change at all… I guess this really was meant for me- Haha~ But I don't have anything I want to do right now I guess. Eh, let's not stress about those things and focus forward! Fighting! Hehe- I kinda miss watching TV shows…"

Enjoying the scenery, he encounters a… rabbit!

"Aww, I've always wanted a pet rabbit~" As he comes closer the rabbit runs away. "Damn, I thought I was gonna have one of those magic princess moments-"

"My lunch!" A light voice from close by screams.

"What. The. Hell. That almost gave me a damn heart attack."

"Alistair?" she said.

"Huh?"