woke up and opened my eyes. The first thing I saw was a completely white room. That's right—a spacious, pure white room with nothing in it. I thought I would be in a hospital or something, so why am I here?
In front of me, I saw a man wearing an elegant white suit. His face was covered by small, colorful squares. He walked closer and gave me a friendly smile—or at least, I hoped it was friendly.
??: "Hello, young and vibrant boy. Aren't you excited to meet me?" he said in a joking tone, as if he found it amusing.
"Who are you? And why am I here?"
Zab: "Calm down, boy. My name is Zab, and you can call me the creator of this universe."
"I don't care who you are. I want to go home. I don't want to stay in this damn place."
Zab: "You seem quite hot-tempered. You can't go back—you're already dead. You were hit by a truck, remember?"
"..."
Zab: "But don't worry. Since I'm here, I'll grant you a new life. Do you accept?"
I thought about it for a moment, then agreed to the request of the one called Zab. After all, I was already dead on Earth. Even if I went back, I'd just be a buried corpse. Besides, I didn't have any family or loved ones anyway—so why wouldn't I accept his offer?
Zab: "Good, young man. Now you will have a new life in another world. I wish you good luck."
After saying that, he disappeared right before my eyes. My vision began to blur again, and I started to lose consciousness once more.