In this this version of the universe, it did not all begin with the big bang, but instead it began on a Saturday, morning, 11am, 31st December, 1988, with the birth of a boy named Radi.
He would grow up, to face all the joys of childhoods, hardships of losing a loving father at a young age, picking himself up to getting good grades, then again falling astray, and getting into a cult in adolescence. The hardships came in as waves, as fresh out of the scars of leaving a cult, he faced the biggest challenge yet, the war of hearts. With a battered and bruised heart, he kept moving, deciding, choosing, dedicating himself for one, while maybe thinking about another.
The ebbs and flows of life kept hitting him, and along his path, he constantly asks himself, "what if I went that way instead?", and with this wondering heart, he would die, eventually, maybe at 21 with hepatitis, or at 27 at the hand of muggers, maybe at 32 by suicide, or at 52 with heart attack, this one time, he even got lucky enough to live till 80.
Why so many different date of deaths, you wonder? Because every time he died, immediately his soul would travel back to 31st December 1988, at the beginning of consciousness, and the first moment of all creation. And he would embark on the whole journey all over again, not realizing all the 'what if's in his heads are just stories of his past or future lives.
One day, finally, after a million lives, the boy said, this feels complete. And thus, the universe ends, spawning the next iteration with one of YOU in the centre.
He would grow up, to face all the joys of childhoods, hardships of losing a loving father at a young age, picking himself up to getting good grades, then again falling astray, and getting into a cult in adolescence. The hardships came in as waves, as fresh out of the scars of leaving a cult, he faced the biggest challenge yet, the war of hearts. With a battered and bruised heart, he kept moving, deciding, choosing, dedicating himself for one, while maybe thinking about another.
The ebbs and flows of life kept hitting him, and along his path, he constantly asks himself, "what if I went that way instead?", and with this wondering heart, he would die, eventually, maybe at 21 with hepatitis, or at 27 at the hand of muggers, maybe at 32 by suicide, or at 52 with heart attack, this one time, he even got lucky enough to live till 80.
Why so many different date of deaths, you wonder? Because every time he died, immediately his soul would travel back to 31st December 1988, at the beginning of consciousness, and the first moment of all creation. And he would embark on the whole journey all over again, not realizing all the 'what if's in his heads are just stories of his past or future lives.
One day, finally, after a million lives, the boy said, this feels complete. And thus, the universe ends, spawning the next iteration with one of YOU in the centre.