Being born over into Nirvana was something your entire family had encased themselves in the ideal of this unachievable experience, but you had already reached enlightenment. Over and over, people tell you that you’re blessed by the gods, but the words they spout mean nothing unless he’d look at you again.

When you first achieved enlightenment, a vision of a man appeared to you and that man had been running through your mind nonstop and for the first time, you felt liberated. And even though in life you never saw him again, once you reached what was considered to be heaven, the presence of his glory became apparent again. “Yo.” He says, flashing a toothy grin.

“You’re a new one, I’ve seen you before. Cute little thing you are.” He mumbles as he noms on a handful of candy.