Agony.
Pain.
I realized I've had this my whole life, but I don't listen to what the world is trying to say to me. I need to be powerful, independent, but, I want to be in the back.
*Beep. Beep. Beeeeeeeeeeep.*
" Shock him again." Said the doctors
"He's losing breath," said another.
"We lost him," I heard as my vision gets darker by the millisecond.
I then hear something, [You have been selected by the goddess to be reincarnated.] at first I think I am hallucinating in the after life. Then I look down at my hands. WHY ARE THEY SO SMALL! I thought.
"Hello child." The goddess said.
Gahh.
Who the heck are you I was saying.
"Gahh. Goo. Gea"
"Ah yes I forgot to temporarily give you the language skill." the goddess said.
[You have been granted skill: Language of the Gods]
*Cough. Cough*
I had only one question. "Why me?"