Please Note: [] means thought and mind "" means mouth and ** action

Hello, nice to meet you I'm Matthew, 18 years old... Oh! But feel free to call me Matt... Hm? Where am I you say? Well I don't really know but the mister in front (he was an old man with white hair and beard but his body looks well built making you question about his age, he wears an amazing uniform a red chaleco, and white long sleeve uniform underneath the type you would see at as high class) of me sipping his tea says that I'm in heaven, apparently I died. I'm sad don't get wrong it's just... I guess it's just too sudden for me, my parents loved me, my friends cared about me, I was bullied but I dont really find that troubling for me and I live a very simple life... You ask why I was bullied? Well I guess it's because I'm deaf, I guess they find people who have disabilities as easy targets but I didn't really react to any of what they did since it's just youth doing that to them. I don't really know how I died and I want to ask the mister infront of me but does he understand sign language?

[Don't worry, boy if you want to ask something, we can talk like this]

[Ah! Sorry I was wondering how I can communicate with you. Thank you for your consideration] I made a bow showing my gratitude to him.

[No no I'm the one who should apoligize.]

[What do you mean excatly? And also if it's not being rude may I know who you are?]

[Right I haven't really introduced myself. I am what your people would call a god but in all honesty I am just one person that's really busy.]

God!? Why am I having a meeting with God? I'm pretty sure I haven't done anything to get his attention I've lived a normal life and honestly I'm not that interesting.

[Right~ well the reason you are here is because you've died. But that's not really just you dying being the reason I'm meeting with you. I'm sorry to say this but the reason you died is because of my own carelessness.], Mister God bows deeply trying to apologize but I don't really understand.

[Please raise your head! Um I don't really understand but what's done is done there is no need to apologize anymore, I'd be troubled. Please.]

[Yes... It truly is a shame you cannot go back... but... I can help you still live.]

[Excuse me?]

[Yes, sadly I can't bring you back to your original world but I can at least bring you to a different one to continue living. Of course I can't just send you there as is. I will personally give you abilities to help you survive over there.]

[Wa-wait! I- I appreciate your concern but if I'm already dead I would just be content if I can just go back and be born again in my own world. Or if it's too troublesome somehow just destroy myself I'm okay with that.]

[I'm sorry but I already thought about that as well. And you see the worlds that I govern have a system to it; a type of cycle if you will, this cycle is constant and cannot be allowed to have a single error, the one plunder I that shouldn't have been neglected is keeping souls; in this case you, from dying before the current progress of their cycle is still in effect.]

[What happens if you allow that cycle to get one mistake?]

[The whole cycle of all souls will be affected, not just in your world but also in the others that I govern. Everything from the souls of insects to the souls of ancient dragons will be turned into disarray eventually collapsing on itself before disappearing into the Great Abyss]

[Great Abyss?]

[Yes. This is in a way you humans call hell for us gods, once a soul or even a god has fallen into it not one will be able to escape it, even if they are extremely powerful. On one account a long time ago, there was another god that was too careless and allowed his worlds to run on it's own as he went down and enjoyed the women and food his worlds created. As a result a single soul died before their time without him doing anythig to fix it, causing the flow to get derailed and affecting the worlds he governs and almost affecting the other worlds of different gods as well, as punishment for his severe negligence he was thrown into the Great Abyss.]

[What happened to the souls?]

[They collapsed on themselves and fell into the Great Abyss as well.]

[It's really that bad, huh?]

This is just too much too take for someone like me. I can understand why I cant let myself go back to the cycle and there might not be a chance to get reborn back into my own world... this is kind of depressing.

[Matthew I know this is hard to take in but again I'm sorry.], he once again bows deeply. He worked too hard and made a mistake. I can't be angry at a person like this, I think even gods make mistakes as well.

[I know what I did might not be forgiven but even so to make up for it let alone the abilities I will give, I will allow two request and create a companion for you using one of the stray souls that linger from the old foolish god's world, as well as guaranteeing your soul be brought back, if you wish to your own world once your cycle has finished.]

[Umm... isn't that too much?]

[Not at all, if anything this is still lacking.]

[Re-Really?... Um sorry if I'm late to ask this but... how excatly did I die?]

[Ah yes... Now that you mention it I haven't told you how you died... Umuu... It was actually quite commendable, when you saw a speeding car almost hitting a child who tripped on the streets, you immediately left your friends side diving in to save her.]

Ah so that's how... I feel bad for Leo and the others for suddenly leaving them behind...

[Umm... Mister God...]

[Please just call me Rokk.]

[Umm yes... Mr. Rokk you said I can make two request, right?]

[Yes.]

[Can I use it now?]

[Absolutely.]

[Then if you please... Let me be able to see them one last time]

[As you wish.]

Mr. Rokk held out his hand and there appeared as if made from the clouds itself a full body mirror, as if satisfied with what he had created he turned to face me and said:

[With this you will be able to see where the people you want to see are. You just need to concetrate with your heart so you can see them, don't worry about sound I made it so you can hear it as well.]

I did as he said and tried to see what my parents are doing... There they are just sitting next to my casket... Mom's eyes are red from tears and Dad is trying to hold in his emotion for her sake. I may not have been the best son but they loved me anyway even after my accident... I'm blessed to have been born as their child. Mom, Dad from the bottom of my heart to my very soul, I AM SORRY AND THANK YOU FOR RAISING ME.

Looking around the room I could see relatives, classmates... even the guys who bullied me are there... they... are they crying?

"Matt you fucking idiot, why did you have to leave us like that!? What's the point of us toughening you up for the real world for!?"

"We didn't like how kind you are to everyone, everyone would've taken advantage of you with that, you nitwit. We wanted you to be strong enough so you won't be used by others, dammit!"

"...*sniff*"

All three of them seriously did that for me, huh... Now that I think about it there's always things like sweets and stuff under my desk after everytime they bully me. So that's why they did that and here I thought they were just riding on their youth... it makes me glad.

I look around again and saw Leo and the others. Leo is somber looking I can tell he kept crying cause of how swollen his eyes are, he seems to be with that girl who keeps stalking him, good for him but why do I feel like there's going to be a bloodbath happening with Maya next to him as well... stupid Leo try to be less dense, that's the one fault you have seriously!... Hehehe... they are seriously the greatest friends a guy like me could have... seems like Peter couldn't come. Well he is the council president, I guess knowing him he went earlier and left so he can finish his work, let's try checking.

As the mirror distorts and switches to the view in Peter's room all I could see is him sitting on his bed hugging his legs. Suddenly a knock could be heard.

"Peter aren't you going to Matthew's?"

"What's the point?"

"Peter...."

"I... I couldn't do anything to help him... he... he dove right in to save that child and I couldn't do anything. I just stood there, I could've stopped him, I could've done it myself so he wouldn't have to... I... I..."

No, Peter that's wrong you shouldn't think that, there's nothing you could've done, I decided that myself and payed the price for my actions, I won't approve of you or anyone wanting to switch with me for the things I did. I have no regrets for my action... No! I'm glad I did what I did with my life, if sacrificing my life can save someone else then I'm happy to do it without question, that is my conviction.

As he was just sitting there crying, his mom went closer and slapped him, I could see the suprise from his reaction and then after that she hugged him. Tears running down her face.

"Dont say that!! I felt the same, when your father died I kept thinking it should've been me who died. I kept blaming myself that I could've done something or if I thought of something faster then this wouldn't happen I know how you feel, but did you think how Matthew would feel if you did that?"

Peter gave a puzzled look as if doubting what her mother just said.

"Did you think Matthew would accept things just like that. I know among the four of you, you and Matthew were the closest and I treated him like he was my son as well but do you think he would have accepted it if you died?"

"...No"

"Then why are you blaming yourself?"

"Because he left us behind..."

"But he's still alive."

He looked at her once again puzzled by what she said.

"As long as his memory lives on he will live inside you, inside everyone he has shown kindness to... and knowing him that's a lot of people, hehehe... but remember this as long as you, his friend and everyone he has touched is alive he will stay alive.", she smile wryly trying to be strong for her son.

Aunt Paza... Thank you.

I look towards Mr. Rokk but my eyes are starting to well up, all I can do is stand there and look at the floor. I'm glad I met those wonderful people, truly, truly happy. I'm keeping myself from crying and as I was about to speak Mr. Rokk suddenly put is hand on my head gently rubbing it, I couldn't hold it any longer I cried for the first time since I lost my hearing and my voice no proper words can come out of broken throat only incoherent sounds. I could somehow hear footsteps coming even though I lost my hearing I could hear them clearly I try to look around but my eyes are too swollen because of crying making it difficult to see. After a few minutes I finally calmed down, my eyes slightly less swollen from tears than before, around me were a few people that weren't here earlier, they looked.... gentle like Mr. Rokk is. One of them quickly approached me (it was a woman dressed in amazing blue dress that looks like it's from ancient Greece, her hair was a long and beautiful light blue color decorated with expensive looking accessories, something impossible in my world unless you color it artificially), she suddenly hugged me out of nowhere her eyes teary on the verge of crying, she held me for a moment before letting go, she then held my face with both her hands and said to me using the same way Mr. Rokk did: [It's okay now]

I didn't understand until Mr. Rokk came and explained to me who the people the came were.

[They are the other gods in charge of other cycles and worlds. Right now they came here because they heard everything.]

[Everything?]

[Yes everything and because I talk to you like this so can they but there's one thing I didn't say about using the skill. Everything you think, everything you feel, we can perceive it as well using this. They tuned in on our conversation because they were curious as to whom I brought here in the realm of the gods.]

[So you mean you heard all of what I thought of?]

[Yes, once again I'm sorry I forgot to mention this to you. We did not mean any harm, we were actually going tune out when you were in front of the mirror but you caught our curiosity once you started talking in your head. Again we are sorry.]

They all bowed towards me, i was embarrassed but I could tell them to stop once again another person came towards me (she looked younger than the other gods present shorter than the first goddess she approached me, the same height as me. Short brown hair reaching her shoulders, she looked like of those priestesses from the japanese shows Peter showed me before), she as well hugged me but she was bolder than the previous goddess as she took my head and plunged into her bosom, gently caressing my head, saying [There, there, everything we be alright, we will make it alright.], I am happy that they seem to not hold any ill will towards me but still for me being treated like a child is embarrassing even for me, but thinking about it they should be older than me by a lot, they do probably see me as a child. Once I was let go, Mr. Rokk introduced everyone.