When he came into the world, he did not cry, he did not complain. Instead, he began to laugh, a warm and contagious laugh. He waved his arms and legs, full of energy, while everything around him seemed normal, yet special at the same time.
And so, the beginning had happened. This soul had come into a world that was thirsty for light and hope... A world that needed a new perspective, a new power to guide it.
"The path is towards the stars," whispered fate. It was as if it already knew that this soul was not simple, as if it was waiting for something from him. The past would become a lesson for the present, and preparation would be the guide for the future.
The dawn of a new era had begun. However, every beginning is accompanied by shadows. Shadows that sleep beneath the surface... awaiting the right moment to awaken.
When I opened my eyes for the first time, I saw my mother. After nine months, she had brought me into the world. She looked at me with tears in her eyes and emotion in her voice, but I couldn't understand what she was saying. She was a young woman full of life. She held me in her arms, and although I couldn't see her standing, I could tell she was tall. Her reddish-blonde hair reached her belly—a strange, but impressive color. Her eyes were golden, with blue-green details. She looked me in the eyes and whispered, "You are our light. Our life begins again, with you."
And suddenly, there was my father! He entered the room as if he were a superstar. In his hands, he held a doll and balloons for me, obviously, and flowers and chocolates for my mother. I hope not for someone else! He was smiling, talking, and kissing my mother. He was oddly dressed, almost terrifying. He made faces at me, tickled me, and at the same time talked to my mom. He had brown eyes with greenish details and short, reddish-blonde hair, shaved on the sides. They continued to smile and talk to me, but I only heard a humming sound.
Everything seemed normal, but something was wrong. It was as if an invisible thread was pulling my soul outwards. A subtle whisper echoed in my mind, but I couldn't make out the words. My eyelids grew heavy, and the humming sound began to distort. I feel strange! My head hurts a lot… I'm going to vomit… I've felt this feeling before. My hands were changing color. I didn't have time to react.
The nausea came suddenly, and before I could understand, a nurse quickly lifted me from my mother's arms. I felt my body tremble. Panic. They gathered around me. "Heheheh..." I couldn't hold my head up. What's happening!
I heard voices, but I couldn't understand any of them. I saw their hands glowing above me, but I didn't understand anything. My eyes felt heavy and I started to hear, but not see! I heard a man's voice saying "where is that beautiful baby that came into our lives?", but at the same time, I heard another one saying "we have to do something, because his pulse is dropping…".
"No, no! Hold on, my little one!" my mother's voice trembled. Her hands held me tight, as if she could hold me in their world with all her might. But my body had other plans. My eyelids closed. A feeling of freedom, of weightlessness, and... then... silence.
The world began to dissolve around me, like a painting fading under the rain. My parents' voices became distant. I felt like I was slipping through a veil between life and death. And then… absolute silence.
I opened my eyes. Not in the maternity ward. Not in the world of the living. In a corridor... bright, endless, immersed in a darkness that waited on its edges to swallow me.
The corridor of souls seemed endless. Luminous balls moved as if an invisible force was guiding them, following a subtle rhythm. They seemed to pulsate, emitting an energy I felt permeating my skin. As I walked, the darkness at the edges seemed to move, as if something was watching me, waiting for the right moment to appear.
My heart was beating fast, but without fear. It was as if these luminous balls were calling me, a mystery I couldn't explain. Another form passed me by silently. It was semi-transparent, as if it didn't belong anywhere. Its eyes looked at me… and then disappeared into the darkness.
Where am I? I feel relaxed. Why? Where am I going? I don't remember how I got here. Did I die? Wasn't I a baby just a moment ago? What happened? Am I good or bad? And who decides that? Do I remember memories from my previous lives? This is weird. How can I have memories from other lives, since I was just a baby?
And somewhere there, I heard a voice: "Uh, you, excuse me." I turned and saw that she was pointing at me. I went towards the luminous figure. I didn't know what was happening anyway.
"Okay, I forgive you. But don't point at me, I feel strange," I said with curiosity. "What do you want with me? Where am I?" I looked around, hoping to understand something, but in vain.
"I am your judge, your angel, Aurora," she quickly replied. "You are at the sorting point. In short, you are a soul, and here I will explain a few things to you, then you will continue to the end of the corridor to go to your new life. Also, I am a replacement for your old angel, because your life went a bit wrong, and the evaluation we have of him is… how to put it, zero. So, he was expelled because he was lazy…"
The first thing that came to my mind was that the previous angel was like a public servant. I don't get tired, so the money just gets deposited at the end of the month. "Uhh, nice… I wasn't playing on hardcore, and I get a second chance?"
She tilted her head to the side. "What?"
Hmm, remnants from my previous life, huh? I'll cover it up, though. "Umm, never mind. It's nothing. So, tell me what I have to do?"
"Look," Aurora continued, "your previous angel didn't do his job properly. He didn't evaluate anything and just left your life to chance…"
She stopped for a moment and took a breath. She looked at me thoughtfully before continuing.
"When I looked back at your life —without the permission of my superiors, by the way— I saw that you did a lot of meaningful things. You did things with respect, you showed love where you should, you said prayers to be heard, and you stood where you should, even if others didn't want you to. They didn't thank you, but you didn't care much. And many more…"
"All that was me?" I whispered in wonder. "I don't remember who you're referring to. Is that why I'm here?"
A faint laugh was heard from her side.
"Yes, of course. Here we cleanse and purify souls, we erase the old. If they are not erased, memories and knowledge from other lives come, which can cause confusion. We carefully monitor their journey in their new dimension. If a soul in its first life was not good, in the second one, we give it many trials so that it can get through them and come out stronger."
"Otherwise, if it was good, we help it do more good, but we push it to also try the bad, and judge for itself. Whoever has done bad and does bad again, then they will get sick easily. In the third and last chance, if the first and second lives were bad—unstable… then it can be erased quickly from this third chance, simply because its energy body carries the residue that it did not take care to clean."
"You always start pure, from scratch. However, some souls carry burdens from old lives—things that were not completely erased. These are the ones that can cause problems. They have the possibility not to be erased, but to carry them to their new life and create chaos. You understand a little what I'm saying, right?"