Chapter 01: Awakening

     Quote of the day: "If you want to make an apple pie from scratch, you must first invent the universe."

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     I open my eyes and the first thing I see is a red ceiling, belonging to the fluffy bed in which I am lying. It is surrounded by a fine fabric, and my body is wrapped in a pair of soft red covers. My mind is blank, and after moving my head a couple of times from side to side to check my already described surroundings, I stay still, looking at the ceiling.

     I don't recognize my surroundings, but I don't care. I think I'm dreaming, and since it's not an unpleasant dream, I decide to enjoy the peace that this comfortable bed provides me, and I decide to close my eyes again, since it would be a waste not to enjoy this experience while it lasts.

     When I open my eyes again, everything around me is black. It feels like I'm dreaming within a dream.

     — Is this your reaction to such an incredible miracle? —

     Suddenly, a voice resonates around me, like an echo, unfamiliar and with a slightly reproachful tone, which takes me by surprise.

     — ...Miracle? —

     I manage to say, unsure of how else to respond to the mysterious presence.

     — That's right! You've just been given a new life! Isn't that exciting in itself? —

     The voice now sounds enthusiastic.

     — Why would that be exciting? Living sucks —

     I answer that unknown entity, with a noticeable tone of disgust in my voice and an exhausted look on my face.

     — Oh well... Then think of this new life as a punishment, if that suits you better —

     Says that being, but now their voice only comes from behind me, which makes me turn instinctively.

     There's someone, perhaps a man, or maybe a woman, I can't quite tell. They seem to be made of light, making it hard to see them clearly. It unsettles me.

     — What... are you? —

     I ask, stunned by what I'm witnessing, unable to form any other words.

     — Well... you could say I'm what humans call God, Creator, Supreme Being, Allah... Actually, I rather like that last one —

     The figure replies playfully, and I think I can glimpse a smile on their blurry face.

     — ...If you're God, then why give me, of all people, a new life? I thought you hated me or something... Or are you doing this because you hate me?" —

     I asked, skeptically, as fragmented memories of my... now previous life, apparently, start coming back.

     Looking back, it had been worse than many, better than a few... but what I knew for sure was that I was never God's favorite soldier.

     — Hahaha, what? Hate you? I? Why would I? You just had bad luck, that's all. Not even I can choose the life of each soul that is born within my creation. Ha! These humans and their absurd ideas... —

     The being laughed, as if I'd just said the most ridiculous thing.

     — And about having chosen you... well... you simply arrived at the right time. I guess you didn't choose the best day to die —

     They added with a slight hint of sarcasm.

     — The right time... for what? —

     I asked, carefully, not wanting to offend the supposed deity.

     — For my experiment, of course! You see, boredom is so ingrained in my eternal existence, that I decided to make a new anthill, if you know what I mean –

     They said with genuine excitement. I couldn't believe what I was hearing.

     — You mean... a new world? —

     I said hesitantly, despite how boring my own words sounded to me.

     — That's right! Your world is great, but it's not as great as when it started, so I decided to start a new one —

     Said that being with evident joy, as if they were talking to me about a new toy.

     — And what do I have to do with any of this? I came from that boring world you're talking about –

     I decided to ask, already somewhat annoyed.

     — Oh... well... yes, but... you don't seem like such a boring soul... Besides, I want to witness something like those stories' humans love, you know, reincarnation tales and whatnot. They're quite popular in your world, so I figured they must be fun to watch —

     They said, first, as if inventing an excuse, then grinning, or so it seemed, while explaining their idea with growing excitement.

     Technically, saying that they wanted me to recreate a damn novel! They had reduced my existence to be their damned entertainment

     — You- ! —

     Just as I was about to protest about how absurd everything they were saying sounded, the already blurry silhouette of that being began to fade little by little.

     — Oh, it seems you're about to wake up... I wish you the best of luck! —

     Said the so-called God, raising their voice, maybe aware that even they were beginning to fade, while I refused to wake up right now, I wasn't done talking yet!

     — You, damn son of a! —

Was the last thing I managed to say before I opened my eyes in this new, unfamiliar world.

     — ... Bich —

     I finished saying out of reflex, which caused a person who was beside my bed to realize that I had awakened and immediately hurried to draw back the fabric surrounding my bed to check on me.

     — Oh... The lady is awake! Fetch the doctor! —

     Exclaimed the young woman in a maid's uniform, while the world and my head spun out of control...

     ☼ To be continued :O ☼

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     "When I wake up and I don't know where I am, who I am, or how I got here"

     ( Hahaha. Hi! This is an English adaptation of "Por Capricho del Creador," a story I originally wrote in Spanish, so it may have some occasional consistency errors. Still, I hope you enjoy this story as much as I enjoyed writing it! ,,Owò,, )

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