Life is not random

by DaaYum

Rei committed suicide in the human world, and now she got transferred to this unknown world. She remembers her memories from the human world and knows why she is here. To find Kana. But she really has no idea where she has ended up in..

'Life is not random. Nothing is. Everything and everyone has each a specific reason for existing. There is no random reason for anything. There is no random reason for the Milky Way to exist. There is no random reason for me to suck at studies. But in this case, there is no random reason for me to end up in a world like this.'

I was lying across the rough, stubby surface of what seemed to be the bark of a sakura tree. I was resting for quite some time. It was distressing to have arrived to this unknown world after committing suicide back in the human world.

'People say that if a person commits suicide he or she is just some scared coward who just can't keep up with reality. That isn't always the case.' I looked up skywards and gazed into the water blue sky.

'Humans just don't realize the facts…they are just a bunch of hypocrites. They don't realize that there is more to their world, they just guess too much.'

'Every human or living organism has an uncountable amount of lives ahead of them, they are born, then they die, then they are born again…so if you commit suicide you just become reborn…'

'Although…'

'…there are side effects. There are things known as sins…a severely wrong doing, that if you commit one the only place you deserve to go to after you die is hell.'

I felt slightly depressed.

'And of course, committing suicide was one of the biggest sins…and so that was exactly how I ended up here.'

'By jumping out of a storey flat that was 200 meters long… it was painful…'

'But it was also the only way I could search for Kana…and see her smile after four alone years.'

I pictured her in my blank mind, her long hazel colored hair, her olive green eyes that either pierced or let you go, her pale skin and her adorable smile…she was almost perfect.

She had died, she committed suicide. It was all so sudden. All those isolated years without her, it really was painful. But that was in a past world and a long time ago.

Although I really wanted to see her, I wanted to tell her I missed her, I wanted to hear her voice, to tell her she was amazing. I was desperate.

I closed my eyes feeling the sweet scent of cherry over flow through my nose. The warm wind blew softly, strands of my hair moving. I slowly felt the urge of sleeping…until my consciousness dimmed away…