It was a rainy day.. or maybe it was just my imagination. I wandered around his house, two storied, damp and dark. The only noise was the static of a television, infront of which, a figure was sitting, legs crossed, face blank, observing the white lines.
*Ring* *Ring*, the bell rings and the figure walks down the stairs.
The door is opened and greetings are passed."you should have come", a female, old and sad, voice comes from the the lady standing outside of the door.
The figure remains silent for a long time before he speaks,"For what?".
The woman waits for him to speak further, but when he doesn't, she enters the house and starts heading towards the kitchen with heavy steps.
"Mom?", the figure says impatiently.
The woman appears to stiffen, not in anger but resignation,"it was your father's funeral and you didn't bother to go? What am i supposed to do with you" she says with sorrowful anger, putting her hand on her forehead.
The figure stands there for a while before he closes the door and follows her into the kitchen "mom, I'm tired"-a pause,"Leave me alone please!".
The woman stares at his face in disblief and speaks in a loud, angry voice,"Leave you alone!?, you are living in our house, the dead man's house, who, just left this world without knowing that his pitiful shut-in-son didn't even come to his funeral. You think he didn't care for you!? He had to leave his job because of your mess up, surely he had the right to be angry and- and" she starts sobbing, "Leave"... "LEAVE! RIGHT NOW".
The figure doesn't wait and leaves the house in anger.
The door snaps shut behind him.
Now, he's Walking through the street, in the dark of the night.
After some time chasing him, I decide to choose him as the Reincarnate. Bright light shoots out from my hand and envelopes him.
The man stiffens and disappears.
I smile and look into the sky, one last time before I follow him through the Multiverse.