How long has it been since I returned here?
I don't know.
All I could realize is that I was still existing.
But, for a change, I was no longer surrounded by pure darkness like last time.
Now I was capable of seeing the small appearances and the disappearance of small little lights.
I guess those are the souls of the dead.
All of them were chosen to live on in another world.
Lucky them.
Or not, if they weren't chosen and simply disintegrated into nothingness.
I counted about a 989 souls before stopping.
But compared to last time I couldn't move.
Hah, what would Noah say?
I guess he would say something in line of "Life is quite funny, you know. We humans are absolutely nothing in the face of death. That's why we should value our current life." Or some other bullshit.
Hah, even though I never truly understood his logic, I do miss arguing with him.
I also miss the times where me and the boys played pranks on Lazar.
He never understood them, and it mostly ended with me getting my ass beat.
But we never truly hold any grudge against one another.
The four of us would always return back home smiling.
I remember how we went to, what was the shops name again?
Was it the "Otaku Store"? The "Mangaku's"?
Or was it called "Lore of Weebs"?
I don't know.
But I am sure we would normally just sit there and talk.
Talking about what we would do if we were to be transmigrated into another world.
Inci would probably want to have the biggest harem in the multiverse.
Ivan would probably want to become the most powerful being in the setting.
I remember him talking about wishing to beat an alien called San Waku, or was his name Karot?
I don't really remember.
And lastly, Noah.
He would like to become the world's greatest Doctor and saving anyone.
If he could, he would try making a way so that people no longer feared death.
Hah, if only he knew what I know now.
On the other side, I am happy of not seeing some guy called Alexander.
For some reason, I did not like him.
I don't really know why anymore, but we did not like him.
His younger brother, Lukas, was fine.
Sigh.
I hope Voron was right, and that I would soon be chosen.
Or did he say that I had only a slim chance of being chosen?
Now that I think about it, I should have probably listened about my other options.
That was really stupid of me.
But, for some reason, I did not want to become an ascended of Voron.
I didn't want to live the rest of eternity as one of his minions.
Now that I think about it, what did those words mean?
Where they talking about me?
As if I would ever destroy Earth.
Wait it didn't say that I'd destroy earth. It mentioned something on the lines of Gaia.
No.
It was probably just one of Voron's shenanigans to make me overthink it.
Or maybe he decided to warn me that Earth is about to face a really dangerous threat?
I don't fucking know.
I just want this shit to be over with quickly.
...
Wait. is that?
I was once again in a familiar place.
I am having a really strange feeling of deja-vu right now.
The same golden throne room.
The same statues.
The same paintings.
The same walls.
With the only difference that the throne being no longer empty.
In front of me, sitting on the throne, was perhaps the most beautiful woman I had ever seen.
She had soft skin, a delicate, exquisite face, and her chestnut hair streaming down her shoulders like lustrous silk.
Her eyes shone greatly, like two golden stars.
I had seen many beauties thanks to Inci, but all of them palled in comparison to the quiet, breathtaking grace of the stranger.
Just one look at her made his heart race and his face flush.
She was, without a doubt, a goddess.
The beautiful woman was wearing a rather simple white dress.
On her head lied a great magical crown.
(Damn, I actually wore a similar crown last time I was in hear. That's kinda awkward)
Despite that, she radiated an aura of a ruler.
A beautiful, but strong ruler.
Unnoticed, for some reason, he found himself kneeling in front of her and as the goddess asked him, he hurriedly got himself up.
And he again looked up at her.
But another being caught his attention.
Shrieking and trying to escape was the same bird that has killed his other version.
It has been locked inside a golden cage, breaming with radiance.
The bird almost looked pitiful.