Along nurous strings which constantly had many black orbs moving towards the end of the strings, where a swirling and bright portal lay. This was the Death Domain, having the souls in the orbs heading towards the next phase after death— Reincarnation[ The Rebirth Domain]
anwhile, as all the souls were in a comatosed state, the soul in orb numbered thirty-two thousand and ninety eight. Began to act differently, compared to the others in the domain.
'Where am I?' Zlatan thought, his eyes fluttering open. 'What's this place?'
'Why can't I move?' He tried hard to feel any part of his body, still that needed connection between his brain and body was not working out. 'What's happening to !'
His lips couldn't open up, his hands and legs wouldn't move but, for so reason he knew they were all there and intact. Only able to move his eyeballs and lids, he could see nothing but an endless abyss.
Zlatan wasn't afraid, he didn't know why, he didn't have mory of anything else, apart from him awaking in this inky blackness.
'Am I turning or moving?' He thought, feeling nothing holding his weight behind. There was no ground of any sort, just him alone floating around a totally black area. Staring at the darkness for what seed like ages to him, Zlatan decided to such his eyes and sleep. Yet, at that mont was when sothing aside from himself, was heard. "Did we make it?" A voice he couldn't tell of its gender spoke out. If there was one thing he was sure about, then it was that the voice didn't co from within the abyss he laid afloat in. Sohow, though he couldn't tell, it was from outside it.
"Yes, we better hurry up. Hand it over so we can be done here quickly." Another voice ca, unfamiliar and also seemingly being from outside.
After a mont of silence, the second voice repeated once again. "Give it to , Muriel."
"No, Mastar chose to hand it to instead– we were all there together." The first voice protested.
"You know very well, he ntioned my na first before you." The second voice ca again, quite eager to get whatever it was.
'Could they help out?' Zlatan wondered listening in on them, a sense of hope rising in him.
'Help!!'
'Help! Please Help!' He yelled out loudly or so he thought he did. 'Oh, forgot about this.' He suddenly realized he wasn't using the only way they would actually hear him— his mouth.
"Shush, Oleic...Did you hear sothing just now?" The second voice whispered, still audible enough for Zlatan to hear the words clearly.
"What if...What if... What if they found out we are here! Oleic, we are dood for that place— he would save us, right?!" The first said with a tremble in its voice, terrified for a reason Zlatan couldn't tell.
"Oh get it together and focus. Hah, none could know his plans alright!" The second voice assured.
'Should I think or not? Will they hear ?' Zlatan thought to himself, though it wasn't heard by anyone this ti round. 'Oops, did they hear again?'
"Since you don't want doing it, get it done."
"Um, we'll just add it or... swap it I guess." The first voice sounded confused with whatever it was doing in the first place.
"Muriel?"
"Huh?"
"Do you even know what you were given?" The second voice questioned the first curiously.
"I um...I um— Yikes, to be honest I was not really listening that much."
"You an at all? Gosh, hand it over already. You will just ss it up." The second voice said being quiet more serious now.
"But...fine this is because I want to hand it over, not because you said so, okay!"
"Whatever." The second said topping it up with a few more words. "You better not end up like one of them— they never listened."
"Hey, why would you say that Oleic?" The first's voice questioned, sounding puzzled. "Later, Muriel. Inform Mastar about the successful completion."
"What? But— Heyyyy! You can't just do that to !" The first voice exclaid, and soon it suddenly vanished from Zlatan's attentive ears as monts later, like a slit through the abyss, he could bet he saw a face and hand.
"He said drop it in, so l'll just — done" Zlatan barely heard what the voice said as he noticed sothing coming down at him. Just a look at it caused him to instantly shut his eyes. It was so bright and blinding, its intensity was so much that the darkness he saw whenever he first closed his eyes, was no more there.
The light drew nearer by the second, increasing in size and soon though he didn't know how, he was shielding it away with both hands. Still he couldn't block it away from his eyes, his hands and skin beginning to glow brightly and hurt. Not knowing what to do next with the bright light probably a few ters away. Zlatan began to move all of a sudden, as not looking back he made a run for it without a second thought.
"Hahahahaa!! Seriously, hahahaha!" A voice bood all over, despite that Zlatan didn't stop running away. He wasn't going to stop, he couldn't stop— he just knew he shouldn't at all.
"You can't run from eee!! Kekekekekeee!" The voice bood again with an ominous laugh, and soon shooting out from it were large bright lines. Like a long carpet being rolled open, the lines begun to coverup the abyss one by one. Getting as far as possible, he could see one of them roll past him down below. Before he knew it, his left, right and even above filled up at the sa ti, replacing the darkness with light.
Eventually, the first four bright lines reached a certain ending, a rectangular shape being ford up at its end, giving Zlatan one thought— an opening.
It was his new goal, a way out of whatever he found himself currently in. So with all he'd got, he would make the run as fast as he can. Unfortunately, he didn't even cover a 2-ter distance further, when the entire orientation of the area changed from landscape to portrait. Zlatan was now falling back down, like he'd made a vertical run instead. The opening he thought was his way out, suddenly closed in, as if deliberately left open. He'd lost and had no choice than to accept it, blinded completely by the light, Zlatan fell till he went past a gigantic bright spherical ball with its mouth open. Shutting it close, a loud burp followed after, and like a glitch everywhere was dark once again.
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