Somewhere on earth, inside a spacious hospital room full of advanced high-tech medical equipment.
Right in the center of this hospital room was a modern hospital bed with all kinds of high-tech pharmaceutical machines attached to it, and on this comfortable hospital bed lay a pale old man, full of wrinkles; he had curly black hair, dark red lustrous eyes with obvious eyes bags underneath and an inkling of double chin. He was faintly breathing with the help of an iron lungs.
The old man aimlessly stared at the white ceiling in daze like he is deep in his thoughts.
'Sigh… I can't even remember how long I´ve been in this in this hospital room locked in iron lungs nor how old I am.'
'I just remember all of my pathetic and unsuccessful journey which I follow my entire life.'
'Well, I wasn't truly unsuccessful… Through my life I slowly rose from a little impoverished boy who lived in slums and most of the time didn't even have anything to eat into famous pharmaceutical tycoon known through the entire earth and with net worth of more than 300 billion dollars.'
'But even if I was successful in this… It doesn't mean anything when I wasn't even able to fulfill my one and only dream, I had from my childhood. Just why? Why wasn't I able to find a solution? I even studied concept of Maxhumanism into real depths. I myself even developed this concept much further than it was, but still… in the end all of my hard work failed me. I wasn't able to find a way to reach immortality. The longest dream of all humanity.'
'Sigh… Is it time for me to finally give up? I'm already real walking corpse who only lives thanks to pharmaceutical machines.'
'Well, I'm not even that… I'm already completely bound to this hospital bed, and without even a second of my pharmaceutical support machines, I'll die right away.' The old man chuckled weakly with his last bit last energy.
'To be honest I don't like this life anymore… It's not like living anymore… It's more like living in hell. If only I could find the solution for immortality I wouldn't have to live this hell-like life being bound to machine. I could walk anywhere I wanted, talk to anyone I wanted, do anything I wanted, drink anything I wanted, eat anything I wanted, sleep with anyone I wanted and even be with my family.'
'Well, that's on the premise the I would find it before confining myself to this hospital room and bounding myself on this hospital bed. After all, my family already left me because I was crazy in their eyes thanks to my obsession with immortality and the last straw for them was when I decided on my confinement.' Old man sighed.
'Are they still alive? I don't know… after all I don´t even remember how old I am and when did I came here. I can't even remember their faces after all this time, only their names. My wife's name was Rosalie and my son's name was Adam.'
'Well, I hope they're happy even though they left me. I left enough for them to live like gods… it would be good if I could see their faces before I meet my end, though… But that's a life, I already made my choice.'
'No matter what… I won't ever give up my dreams until I'll die. Only death can stop me and nothing else.'
'But, why do we even have to die? Why are our literal existences so fragile and cheap? Why are we even born into the world when it's all just for a moment in world's history? These questions have always been on my mind.'
'No matter what we do or how much we achieve in our lives… it's all just for a moment. Love, power, status and everything world has to offer will eventually just turn into nothing in the end. Only immortality is eternal, but alas, that's something I'm already unable to reach with this dying body.'
'Until someone find a solution to immortality… the only thing we can do is to pave the way for others who will come after us or do nothing and give up right from the start.'
'I chose none of those and tried to reach the immortality myself with my hard work, so that I wouldn't be erased through the upcoming history, but to my disappointment… It was for nothing.
In that moment, he suddenly noticed something strange… His body didn't hurt anymore, he couldn't hear anything and all around him was only darkness. He was completely surrounded by it and there was absolute silence nothing—else.
'Where am I?' He thought.
He tried to move his limbs, only to realize that he couldn't feel anything—not even his body… It was as if he had become just a part of nothingness.'
'Wait… I can still think!!!'
'So, does that mean that I'm still alive and that my organism just collapsed for a while? Or is this the feeling everyone experience when they die and turn into soul?'
He tried to move or open his eyes again to confirm his theories. Yet, even after the second try he still couldn't do anything else than feeling helplessly stuck in space where darkness was the only thing around him.
'I guess this kind of confirm one of my theories. After this long time my organism would probably already reboot itself especially with the pharmaceutical machines on me, so its probably the second theory of me becoming the soul.'
'I guess I'm still alive… just in different form. It seems that even death can't stop me from chasing my dream.' Old man slightly chuckled in his mind.
Time kept on passing while he was thinking, without him finding any changes around him.
Every from time to time how would stop from thinking as he tried to sleep or move his form, but nothing changed.
Minutes, hours, days, or even months… He didn't know. But he felt like he had already been there for a really long time. He thought it could even be years, but he didn't even want to think of that.
'Maybe I'm already lost and this truly the end for me and my dreams.'
The pure darkness surrounding him started to affect his thinking and mood. The only thing keeping him slightly 'sane' was his constant internal monologue with himself. But to be honest it could be debated if he was even sane from the start or if he was crazy the entire time.
After all, all of his life he was like complete stranger in the world he lived in. Even though he was successful tycoon and just like many people he loved the thought of the immortality. He was the only one who completely dedicated his life to this magical thought—immortality.
When he paused his thoughts for a moment, a light suddenly appeared right in front of him in the world formed by pure darkness. He observed it and realized that it seemed to be slowly growing larger as time passed by.
'Finally, a change! I should somehow push myself into that light. It must be the solution for this, and if not… who cares? I've already lost pretty much everything except my lucidity, so it's worth a try.'
Since he made up his mind, he started to think of any way to get there, but sadly he found nothing.
After some time, he found that even without his doing he slowly made his way into the light.
As time passed the light slowly turned from the small one to something bigger and bigger as he slowly came closer to it.
When he finally came so close to it that literally everything around him turned from darkness into the world of light so bright that his eyes hurt and if he was in his human body, they would probably even bleed.
He started hearing some strange noises and his hear really hurt.
After the pain subsided, his eyes got used to the light, he could finally open his eyes, and survey his surroundings.
The scene in front of him seemed like he was in some unknown wooden building, but to his confusion he felt like the entire build was moving as if he was in some vehicle made from wood. His body continued to bounce up and down along with vehicle's movement, making him slightly want to vomit. After a moment, he finally managed to normally sit down and all his pain slowly subsided.
After he slightly recovered, he thoroughly surveyed his surroundings.
What filled his vision were walls formed from dark brown wooden planks. There were also quite a youths sitting around him with their eyes shut as they rested. However, none of them glanced in his direction even though it must've been clear thanks to the former situation that there was something wrong with him.
'I just woke up and everyone is already irritating me. Am I cursed or something?' he thought for a moment.
He seemed to be lying down on the wooden floor. Feeling the ice-cold ground underneath him, he knew that his body would not be able to bear lying down any longer, or he would risk catching a cold. He hurriedly struggled to get up.
At that moment, he felt sharp pain through his head and body.
The pain arrived so suddenly, that he immediately fainted and once more collapsed on the floor.