For Real? Am I Really Dead?!

They say when a person dies, they're surrounded by pitch-black darkness.

Then, they see a brilliant glow that they reach out to—something like the light at the end of a tunnel. Well...

... That didn't exactly happen to me.

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"Damnit... I really died." My voice echoed across the vast expanse as I looked around me.

It was a pristine white—like a vast ocean of blankness.

The sky was undiluted with any color, and everywhere I looked, had the same color —or lack thereof.

The blankness seemed to go on for miles, and I couldn't perceive anything but the unnatural whiteness that filled everywhere. I was the odd one out in this sea of white.

'This sucks...' I sighed.

Having nothing more to do, I sat down. After a while, I laid my back on the clear floor and closed my eyes.

There really was nothing I could do. Once you died, it was over. That was a fact I couldn't refute.

'I tried my best, but...'

Regret was useless, so I wasn't going to torture myself with that.