But a corpse

No matter how many times i stare at it, i just can't seem to admire the constant flow of things here. An overwhelming phenomenon that keeps continuing infinitely.

'Soul of different shapes keep appearing its so amazing and yet .... '

"sigh"

'I can't stay here forever'

After overcoming the initial shock when i realised that i seem to be floating while other soul are falling, i started to investigate.

'I found no answers to why am floating but i did figure out a few things. Despite being able to shift my soul to face up or down i can't move from my current position except descending and another thing is that after some time the souls on the plat form would disappear along with them'

This made me realise that the platforms are the way out of here and i had thrown that away. I then tried to find away upward but nothing worked. It took some time for me to calm down. And then something clicked in my mind

'When i was on the platform i was gradually losing my memories and if am right then there is no difference between disappearing in the light or within the darkness. After all one loses what who they were before. Am not sure where the light leads to maybe its the after life or heaven or another lif...'

"sigh"

I didn't even what to finish that thought, it seems like i still haven't given up. Ever since i first saw a soul vanish with the platform, the first thing that came to mind was

'a second chance'

Yet even in death i messed it up, regret in my heart only seemed to grow but thinking back

'This has always been like this. Back when i was alive i just kept messing things up, first education, then father's death, and ....'

bursting into laughter

"hhaaaaahaaaaaa"

It took some time to come down once again. And after thinking about it carefully, i figured that maybe the light platforms aren't the only way out. I turned to look downwards only to see a growing darkness. And by growing i mean growing, each time i stare at it. It seems to get even darker, it's madness that doesn't even make sense. It makes me rethink my choice and yet it is the the only choice.

"sigh"

This world is truly unfair. The only direct i could move to is downwards, i don't even know if am right, there might not even be a path down there all am going on is just hope and yet each time i look down i know am going to regret my decision.

"sigh"

I decided to take a leap of fate and maybe at least this time i won't come to regret it. Looking down, maybe regret is the only thing that can follow me. I descended knowing if i don't do it now i won't be able to do it latter

The further i went the more uncomfortable it become, it felt like the darkness was slowly eating away at me and it actually is 

"fuck"

Accelerating my descent didn't help instead worsened it since it felt like it was get even thicker. My sol seemed to struggle to get passed a certain point .

'Maybe there isn't a path down here i was just being too hopeful. Making me forget that life isn't fair so why should death fair'

Despite my thoughts i kept pushing. my soul has reduce to a smaller size which made me descent even slower and yet i kept going. Just as my had reached a point of despair i felt a pull, a spark ignited in me but then followed disappointment. i realised i still couldn't move anywhere else except down. 

'Even death seems to taunt me'

The pull in my right direction then disappeared. i decided to continue my descent i could feel more pulls the lower i went. It made me happy to know that there way a way in the darkness but disappointed i could not reach them. I could feel my soul is at the limit or so i thought.

When a pull seemed to appear down under me but like i said am at my limit.

'I can't move anymore it is not a matter of will i just can't...'

"sigh"

'so this is how i end'

I could feel the last bits of my soul being eaten away but then something unexpected happened. A pulling force appeared where i was drawing in the last pieces of my soul and i heard a voice saying.

" Awaken undead spirit and heed my command"

"I bind your soul to mine in the name of the God Norarek"

"The God of death"

At the mention of the god's name the pull turned into a boundless crashing pressure. I couldn't resist and could only go where the force took me. Not even a second later i my eyes open and stared at the ceiling, i can tell am in some underground structure and i am not alone. A maniacal laughter echoed in the underground room.

"hahahahahahahahahahahahaha"

Alexander "I did it hahaha and they said i am talentless at magic hahahahaha i wish i could see Master Folkin now hahahahaha hahahahaha yes Baron Jeron was right am not good at regular magic but dark magic yes this is where i belong hahahahahaha i need to tell someone"

Morris" Calm down young master, I advise against telling people about this"

Alexander" Relax Morris i just got over excited for a moment i wouldn't want to be hunted down by the church"

Morris"Young master am not sure you should be celebrating"

Hearing this strange people speak in a foreign language which for some reason understand is turning my mind upside down

'Magic pfft did i hit my head running from death and wants with this young master character is he some kind of lord like in the movies or is this another underground version of death. Another thing that is inclining me to the latter is i still can't move my body'

I could here foot steps coming closer and a guy with black hair,grey eyes dressed in some type of butler suit come in view.

Morris"Look young master the corpse was supposed to turn into undead skeleton and yet it is still whole despite being raised"

Alexander"Now that you mention it i got to excited and overlooked that part. Weird it doesn't move but I can feel a connection to it. Is it diffective"

 A frown developed on his face. I could tell he doesn't seem to like that he failed. He then reach at his waist and unsheathed the sword. My mind is panicking yet my body is as stiff as a block. The blade was placed right over my chest but before it could descend, the butler spoke.

Morris"Young master i hope you could reconsider"

The frown on the young master face deepened as he turn to his butler

Alexander"And why should i"

Anger was visible on his face. Seeing this the butler quickly explain

Morris"Am not sure if the young master has noticed but this undead seems to be following our conversation. Look in its eyes there is a hint of intelligence"

The young master was shocked by this revelation

Alexander"Impossible low rank undead have no intelligence"

Morris"Yes young master but what of higher rank ones"

Alexander"b-but........"

The shock on this guy's face can be seen a mile away but nonetheless am happy i don't get to died a second time. But whatever i have become shouldn't have a lot of intelligence, maybe i should pretend less intelligent than i am after all no one wants a genius corpse.

'Plus i have a suspicious feeling coming from this butler guy, he seems to want his boss to keep me not because am intelligent. I don't have enough information just of yet but i can't trust them no matter what'

'Why couldn't i just be reborn a prince or something but a corpse, maybe this is punishment for running from death'

'sigh'