by Dasdaone
All I can see is white… Is this a hospital? That is the first question I asked myself after my death, I was once a soldier in my last life but after my service, I wanted to help people. I wanted to guide the next generation and so I became a guidance counsellor. A choice that would lead to my death and have me standing here, in front of the Gods. I’ve been offered a chance at a new life, one where I can help people from another world, But the god before me seems hesitant to send me there. Is this a sign I’m making the wrong choice? The choice is mine to make, it may be tough but this is what I want to do. I only hope that I don’t regret this later.
