(SUPAY IN QUECHUA: demon, devil, lucifer, being of all malice and cruelty)

Death is a subject that many adults do not want to mention, but adolescents who are having conflicts over the change of hormones, becomes their favorite subject, all with the purpose of attracting attention. Dying, like every teenager I always wondered what that moment would be like, how painful it would be to die, but in the end, I grew up, and as everyone integrated into society, so the people around me live life hiding the fact that they are mortal, and do not want to think about the fact that at any moment they can die.

In truth, my world sucks!

I do not care what others think, but to impose that farce of life on the new generations is, sickly. Since I grew up with that thought which made me believe that it was different, I thought it was special, I thought that if I was careful that it would never happen to me (or, well, that is the goal of this very advanced society), so that imagine, when I met the girl of my dreams, life made me realize how wrong I was and how easy a degenerate can take your life in a blink.

But hey, that does not matter anymore, now I'm bathed in sweat in the middle of the forest after my prey ...

Where should my story start, how I died or how I am living my new life. Mmm ...

I will start from how I started to become aware of this world.

I remember I was lying on the floor and I felt I was surrounded by babies, so I could not visualize my surroundings since it was too dark, my body was heavy and clumsy, mainly my head since my neck was too weak to hold it , but when I saw myself, it made me realize that I was a baby like the others

At first, I did not understand the situation I was in, and I began to believe that I was in a dream. Therefore, I decided to reflect on the events before falling asleep, then, I remembered her. I imagine you will already get an idea of ​​how beautiful it was, but beautiful women find them turning a corner, studying at the university, or sometimes attending a fast food stand or in an office, bar, restaurant, cafe etc. etc. and you say wow, what a beautiful woman, I want her to be the mother of my children, or something like that ...

But as soon as you come to talk with her, you get scared of the shit that comes from her mouth, it shows that they have nothing in their heads. But she was different, apart from being very beautiful; a brunette with cinnamon skin, with long and firm legs, with a torso that causes hugging and regular breasts, (neither big nor very small) with long hair, big black eyes, thick and sensual lips, firm stop and without makeup, (which indicated, her self-confidence).

When I was introduced, I did not give much importance because I fell into ignorance of prejudice. But everything around us disappeared when we began to talk, since we talked about very varied topics, some funny, others of mysteries, and others very sad. Suddenly, the many knowledge and experiences she had was terrifying, but it was great to be with her, which led to the ruin of our destinies.

Since we did not feel how late it was, and that we walked in a lonely place, (one that I would not go through as wise as I am), but I was so immersed in the conversation that we both had our sense of caution deactivated, leading us to a group of subjects from which emanated a strong aura of hostility.

We could not even react when they attacked us, (that was a sign that in the action movies, they have zero realism) so I tried to fight, but they reduced me in two movements, as for her if she presented good battle, but when they took me hostage, they reduced her and started to abuse her in front of me.

Summon the anger to help me, as in the sleeves and animes I watch often, but it was a regrettable performance, which only provoked the wrath of my captor, prompting him to punish me with a stab in my heart.

I did not feel anything while I watched, as a crimson stain bloomed from my breast, so little by little the world around me began to darken. It's like what I read in a martial arts novel, "do not worry when you feel pain, worry when you no longer feel it, because you're already dead."

(Actually, this fucking society we live in is interesting, it does not make you see how pathetic and insignificant you are, until something terrible happens to you, from which there is no retrogression).

Before the memories, I began to feel pathetic, Pathetic, pathetic, really that pathetic I am !, Since I do not understand how it is that I end up like this What have I been doing all this time? I got a good job, my boss and my colleagues respected me, I had good friends, I just needed to get a good woman to make a family and my life was already done.

A good woman. And I remembered again at the moment when she was reduced by that damn subjects and that I could not do anything to help her, I really could not do anything. These memories filled me with anger and loneliness, for which, I broke down in tears, I cried and I cried until I fell asleep ...

When I woke up, I felt that my body was a little stronger, so I began to exercise it to be able to sit up and see around me. After I do not know how long, I managed to sit and I could see my surroundings, although my head was still very heavy and my movements were still clumsy, but after concentrating on my sight and seeing around me, I was filled with panic, since I was surrounded of little green monsters, and most impressive of all, was that I was one of them.

I decided to concentrate on my breathing, to calm down and then I began to reflect on the events, remembering that after dying I was floating in a sea of ​​warm water covered with a dark aura full of anger, sadness and pain, I could not see, but I felt that I was hated by a very hostile presence. From time to time, I remembered scenes of abuse that girl suffered, and sometimes I felt it in my own flesh, but the strange thing was that their faces were different, or it was because of the fuzziness of the memories ...

Well, then the water began to drain, dragging me with it into a solid and cold environment, from which I could not move, what it did, fill me with fear, so I screamed with all my might, until I felt that someone took me and I'm among these babies.

So.

Then I!

But that is impossible!

But I'm windy and feeling!

I, then, have started again!

I understood.

That I have been reborn.

I have been reborn in another world, a world of aliens.