Reincarnated From Vanity

“Omnes Est Vanitas” such is the Latin that stands for {All is Vanity}.

Surely that was what I realised shortly after my unfortunate death.

If I had to describe it inevitably, it was... omniously equal.

Whether the rich or poor, young or old, wise or even a fool; in the end isn’t it just all the same?

Death greets all equal.

Life is a short journey and full of regrets.

And till the end of it, isn’t just all matters in vain?

The ignorant of the blessed and the trauma of the cursed.

I once had a respectable job, a CEO of development in a chemical manufacturing cooperation, {Yamasa}.

Well though none of it matters no more since...

But till then, mind staying around hearing my story whilst it last?

My childhood was a tragedy...

Raised from only by my single mother; my father has left her behind, a stable income a dream wish.

Not much is needed for an explanation.

Strangely did however, I never resent my father,... though maybe because I never had time.

He was alike a stranger, I didn’t knew him.

I was not obliged to him, neither was him unto me

Other than a biological father and son relationship, we had nothing that could bridge.

Study, study, and study... That was my curse from a young age, my ambition was to reach the sky; a fulfilling role in society so that I may repay my debts to my mother.

The impression of my mother for a good, old age came to mind.

Most students my age were preoccupied with worthless things that didn’t matter, while I focused on competing for the top rankings.

Assuming that within with my tireless efforts, I may achieve delightful success.

Though known throughout my life branded as a introvert, I was though reconized as a valuable honor student.

Peers seek out to me regardless of intention, and I would be inclined to consider that a plus.

Quickly after my graduation, I was hired to a cooperation, where there I work till the dawn of my life subsequently.

There was great grief regrettably,... mother passed away before I could made any honourable position, that... I lament to failed repaying her.

Could’ve made her proud....

Her only boy is an honorable man now.

Then life went on and by then funeral was long due.

Left with my own devices, I still held true to my only past principal; to work hard to obtain a fulfilling life.

Maybe because I was considered a inspiration or an fine role model, but I was cared and worked on notably by my seniors and juniors in return.

Work hard for the company, and don’t let anything go any less then perfect.

With great ambition and will, I always chased perfection relentlessly to achieve every promotion, ignoring things that stands in my way, that’s where I placed my worthless pride.

While years passed by, little by little I climbed up to the upper echelon and eventually before I knew it my comrades had already gave a bottle of sake; celebrating my 60th year birthday.

I.... was already at the submit now, and what did I gained from it?

Mother had already passed on, I had no family....

Who knows where father is; he might have had a burial done for him as well.

Having no heir to pass on; I’ve passed my blossom age,

I’m already a CEO; any further and it would be a miracle,

and all my subcordinates were probably many generations younger.

It’s basically a matter of time before I’m replaced by a younger candidate and off to retirement I go....

An another endless night; rechecking employee’s documents and reports, untill little do I know...

The lights went out.

Black out? May that be unusual...

Did a earthquake hit a power plant?

I stood up and checked my smartphone, except it wasn’t there...

In fact nothing really was there, my shirt, the wall, the ceiling, and even the night sky that pierce from the glass window was pitch black...