Chapter 1: A Life after death
I dream that I am a butterfly? or does the butterfly dreaming of being a man?, that's a philosophical question that kept me intrigued for a long time when I was a young teenager, now before closing his eyes one more time knowing that his end was near, his body was tired of fighting an endless battle against disease, restricted in a small room at the local hospital where ironically most of the men was clinging to life like an scared child, and the child faced it like men, not afraid of death because he saw it as a friend than an enemy, because it meant so much change, and stage of transition that wished either for good or ill, nobody escape from it because life deliver all to the same end, his only regret of his life was not to enjoy it, not having friends to play with, a girlfriend and the love, my only consolation was that I could discover the best kept secret of all. What happens after death?
I just tell them it's a secret ...
/ Konoha Hospital - 5 years after the attack of the nine-tailed fox /
A sudden desire to breathe wake up in me, such desire make my body get catapulted to reach an sit down sition desperately breathing air filling my lungs with despair, the sudden awakening frightened the nurse who was disconnecting the wires from the heart monitor leaving the pacient for dead after multiple attempts to resuscitate.
Looking around wondering where was heard a cry of surprise obviously female with the sound of someone falling to the ground with a metal tray carrying medical instruments, although they did not understand what was happening, trying to help her I realized two things of utter importance, first thing was that my body was much smaller than before, so get out of bed meant a fall and the second was that I had no strength to get up and walk so I fell to the floor unable to get back up which was especially embarrassing because he wore a hospital gown letting my buttocks are exposed to cold breezes that particular day, it was frezzing.
Immediately, the nurse get out of the room shouted something I did not understand, then hit a button on the wall before heading to my talking, saying things I could not understand, for me just grunted painfully - Can you help me? - Asked by the woman looked at me with curiosity, wondering what happened moved his head slightly to see her face to notice something peculiar had Asian features and wore a white gown with white shorts it was an unusual cloth for the medical stuff it reminds me of thay lab where new virus and stuff was been tested, in the meanwhile a few steps with great speed down the hall and entered the room giving a quick inspection wondering what has happened in that place before he realized that his patient was awake.
Not long before help me get back to bed and wrap myself before attempting to speak in an strange language not understood confirming that is where this was far from home, the people present are Asian looking and spoke Japanese and I could understand any other words but nothing major causing despair in the doctor, maybe he was thinking in the possibility than he had suffered brain damage from lack of oxygen while my body was clinically dead, forcing them to a form of communication more and more primitive, the doctor approached me putting a hand on his chest -Akayume Kenichi-, then put his hand on my chest in that moment it hit me, he was saying his name so I will do the same -Greyson Sanders-