White, as far as my eyes can see.
There were no light.
There were no color.
It was simply an empty white space.
There was nothing, only 'me'...
[Who am I?] I though out loud, pondering about my identitly.
Then, a sudden rush of memories assaulted my brain...
[That's right, I remember now]...
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My name is Frederick dela Rosso, 18 years old, no girlfriend since birth, and a student of ***** Highschool. My parents died when I was 10 years old and I was living alone ever since... Well, my aunt visits me regularly and makes sure I was okay...
I am a studious honor student, my physical abilities are nil and my social skills are non-existent at least that's what others think. Actually, I am a bonafide net junkie, otaku and info monger. Coupled with my eidetic memory, I'm 100% sure that I never forget anything. That is both a blessing and a curse...
I shudder as I recall about a certain anime concerning some boy named Pico. I regret watching the entire series...
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*ahem* Anyways, it was supposed to be a normal friday. After school, I was supposed stop by a supermarket to buy 'fuel' for my nonstop anime and gaming marathon, and eat at a pizza joint. When I arrive at home, I was going to sit at my throne and enter the holy grail (read as: sit in fromt of the PC and connect to the internet), but apparently, fate is a bitch...
I was going home riding my motorcycle, since our school is in the middle of a sugarcane field couple of kilometers away from the city, when a lightning struck me... That's right people! I was struck by lightning when there is no f*cking cloud in the skies...
It was not the lightning that killed me but rather, it was the resulting explosion. Apparently, the lightning fried the wires in my motorcycle causing a spark. And what happens when fire meets gasoline? Yep, "BOOOM!!!" happens...
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[Now, the only question is, where am I?]
