I Don't Have a Reason To Exist. But I Have a Reason to Walk!

My march towards freedom met with an unexpected halt. It is not because i like wasting time it is just that i realized, i am starting to remember my past. The more i walk ahead the more i remember. 'Haha, i am blessed! I don't know how this works but i can gain my memories and escape here if i just keep walking ahead.' I started to count my steps to motivate myself. 10,11,12... 15. 'My name is Adam.' 16,17... 20 'I died in a car crash.' 20,21,22...50 'I was drunk? What the hell is my problem i died because i was f*cking drunk!?' 51,52,53...70 'I was betrayed' 71,72,73...100'I was used by her all my life, to think i trusted her so much..' 101,102,103...200 'I lost everything; my family,my honour...' 201,202,203... 350 'What a waste of life it was.' 351,352,353... 400 'I should have listened to my brother when he tried to warn me, instead i dragged him into this mess as well. I was an idiot' 401,402,403... 420 'I am sorry father, I am responsible for your death'

421,422,423... 500. I completely stopped at this point. All the hope when i started my march was all gone. I dropped on my knees. 'I don't want to continue anymore. Why should i keep walking? Why should i remember all these painful memories when i am already dead. I just want to die in peace. That's right i will just stay here, my mind feels tired anyway. I will just sleep here until i forget everyt-'

'' You are doing it again'' my mind woke up with this voice. This voice didn't come from outside it was in my mind, an extremely familiar voice at that. 'Wha-' '' You are escaping from the truth that your eyes can see. If you can not face yourself even after death, when will you? Do you think you will be at peace after you surrender yourself to void? You will just vanish in endless regret. If you truly regret all these stand up now and face yourself,Adam!'' I couldn't help but tear up. It has been so long since i heard my brother's voice. Even if it is just my imagination i knew he would say something like that. I wonder what is he doing since he is also dead. 'He is probably doing much better than me' I mocked myself. Even if it is just my imagination he is as always right. If i truly regret all these i must carry this burden and face myself here. I stand up with renewed determination. And resumed walking.

501,502,503... 1000. I stopped for a moment to process my thoughts. I remember everything now. And by everything i mean everything from my birth untill my death. I remember every second of my life, I remember every thought that once passed through my mind. I feel like a fool now. When you can see the full picture everything is so obvious.

I came from a relatively wealthy family. My father was the boss of a hotel chain. I had a relatively uneventful life until one day my father was targeted by mafia. I don't know the exact reason but they targeted my father's business constantly after that day. It was at this point in my life that i met with the love of my life. She came in my life like an angel. She even solved the mafia issue in just a week using her influence. It was all a part of her ploy though. She made me fall for her and then used me to make her dirty work. I foolishly believed she needed my help and did all i could to help her,disregarding my brothers warnings. One of the things i did even indirectly caused my father to die. When i was not useful anymore she revealed that she was working with the mafia that targeted my father's business from the very beginning. I willingly served a woman that destroyed my family. Our family was bankrupt and i was too deep in the shithole to back off anymore. They have too many things on me, they could frame me in any way they wish. The day that i realized everything was a lie i drink until i got drunk. I was considering suicide but there wouldn't be a need since i crushed to a tree at the side of the road while i tried to avoid crushing a kid to his death. Well, at least i didn't bring that kid here with me.

After i process all this i heard a voice first time in my afterlife. This is not an imagination that i created in my head this is a real voice. ''Have you found a reason to exist?'' A reason to exist? Honestly i didn't. I am not sure i even want to live anymore. But if i just stay here and forget all this, wouldn't all the suffering i have gone through will be for nothing? I won't run away anymore. Even if i can't change anything anymore i will carry this burden with me. Even if each step i take will painfully remind me of my wrongdoings i can't stop here. I might not have a reason to exist but i have a reason to keep walking! Thus, i resumed walking completely ignoring the voice. 1000,1001,1002... 2000 ''Have you found a reason to exist?'' 'Huh, same question again? Why is this voice sound like a brat?' Since i have no answer for the voice i just resume walking ignoring the voice again. 2000,2001,2002.....

{Tower of Eternity Earth#1987, 2. Floor, Monitor Room}

The boy with pijamas finally has a change in his face. He was annoyed for sure. He has never been this annoyed in the last 100 years. 'This man! I already asked him 2 times but he just ignored me each time. This has never happened before. What is he doing anyway? The more he walks the more he will feel pain. Does he not realize there is no exit? Is he stupid? All people that enter the abbys has tragic lifes. How can he stand living the same tragic life in his mind over and over again. His mind will surely collapse sooner or later. Do i really need to call her for this? How troublesome! I don't believe he can keep walking after a few thousand more steps. No human is this resilent.' The boy also started to count his steps.

-Half an hour later-

4998,4999,5000. The boys face is completely pale now. 'This.. This is not possible. I need to contact her now.Sigh. How troublesome'

'' Call Mad Queen '' He voiced with a resigned tone.

''Call Succesful'' A robotic voice answered.

''What do you want you brat?'' An impatient voice answers.

''You need to come down to the second floor. There is a complication i can't resolve myself.''

''Did someone pass the test?'' Asks the voice slightly excited.

''Not really...''

''Then why are you bothering me you damn brat. You even want me to come down myself. Do you think i have time to spare for some soul that faile-''

'' He has not failed yet ...''

'' Haven't you said he couldn't pass. Are you messi-''

''That's the problem. He already broke the record for humanity for the number of steps taken. He doesn't answer me nor does he intend to stop walking and surrender. I can't fail nor pass him.''

''... How many steps has he taken until now?''

''More than 5000. He is not slowing down either.''

{Tower of Eternity Earth#1987, 38. Floor, Data Room}

In front of a screen a woman in her 20's is contemplating something. This woman has red hair and violet eyes. She is a natural beauty with perfect features. But this is not a kind of women that just anyone would dare to talk. She has done many ridiculus things including challenging the holy one or blasting a floor from the tower. Right now she is smiling, for someone who does not know her reputation this might be a beautiful sight. But not for those in this floor. ' She is onto something again' 'What will she do this time? Sigh, i hope this floor will stay intact.' These are the common thoughts in this floor upon seeing her beautiful and equally wicked smile. She stand up and walks to an electronic elevator in the floor..

'' Bring me to 2. floor.''