You can call me Leona. I am awaiting with patience for this moment I have been for years. It's finally my time to go. It will happen in 2 days, and I have a final doctor's appointment; they can change my mind or something, but there is no chance.
I am in my house, in my bed; I look at my table where I have all of my medicine; taking one of the pills, I am reminded what they are used for; my illness has no cure that is currently avaible; the dosage needs to be increased every year to keep me afloat, after taking 3 of these pills it practically knocks me out, I can barely work due to them. I can still manage life, but the disease will kill my mind before anything, so just opting out of life is my only option.
My workpce granted me leave for this special occasion; most of my family members don't agree with me or my decision; some see it as irrational or cowardly or that I should stick here through the end. I see no point in it. Living a life where you know your memory will die and you will fade away.
2 more days until you have euthanized Leona, 2 more days.
After a few minutes, I took some caffeine pills to help me stay awake. I took the bus to the doctor. I couldn't even walk straight because of how tired I was despite the rge amount of caffeine I consumed. I kept knocking over stuff while walking.
Knocking on the door to where I have the appointment, I entered and sat.
"So, there are 2 more days until you are going to die; how do you feel about this? Any 2nd thoughts about it?"- The doctor is sitting in front of me.
"Very happy, in fact. 2 more days of torture until I am free of them. I can't be any more happy about this,"- I yawned while trying to smile.
"Well, let's try and rethink this. Maybe this isn't the best choice for you, I won't call it a choice exactly."
"How so? I chose it with my good in mind"- I leaned down on the couch, don't want to listen to his crap.
"I mean you aren't making this decision with a sound mind in the first pce. You know what death is right? You know that you will be dead?"
"Look, do you think I have the mental capacity of a 4 years old that can't make a choice for herself? I am fucking 30 years old adult. You are the one who diagnosed me and gave me medecine, you seen me under your own eyes get worse as time passes and yet you insist I live and you have nerve to treat me as a kid? Yes, I know death is final and I want it."- I replied in a calm tone.
"But, you actually want to live, your brain is just tricking you that you want you die; it's not real, that's why I am telling you to live, everyone wants you around, your family, friends."- The doctor looked at me straight, almost shaking.
"Ok, genius. How am I tricking myself? You speak like there are 3 of me in one body. I am stored in my brain, I am my brain, what I think comes from the brain, I don't have a 2nd brain to get tricked by the 1st one, it doesn't make sense, everything I think comes from the brain" – With a defeated look he finally spoke again.
"Well, there is one st thing, you might not know what happens after death; you might go to hell"- I rose up from where I stood and walked out of the door.
"See you in Hell then!"- That's the only thing I said to him before leaving.
The next day:
So, voluntary death got legalized in the country, and I need to take my chance while I am at it; I got approved on an illness case, so I got in there early. It's painless, but someone has to activate the device from the outside.
"Are you feeling alright, miss?" - The machine operator asked me
"Just want this to be over. Just start the machine" – I got inside without a second thought.
I closed my eyes, and the person turned on the machine
I closed my eyes and drifted into sweet slumber.
*Preparing body for reincarnation: Target body found, Fatima Iris. Reincarnation skills given: All-physical-enhancement, All-Damage-Reduction, Shadow Hand, Shadow Tendrils and Primordial Skill War Goddess Lumia*
"The new chance I gave you, don't mess it up."
"What the hell!? Who is talking? Why reincarnation why? Fuck me!"
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"Lady Fatima, wake up!" - I looked around me only to see a middle-aged man by my side; I was in a bed that looked like those medieval beds that nobles used; I seemed to be in a broad and spacious mansion.
"What happened? Thanks for bringing me here" – I looked to see maids around me; they all looked cute and seemed my age.
"My dear, you fainted. I thought my dear daughter was gone for good. You were found without any breath earlier" – This middle-aged man with white hair, green eyes and formal attire seems to be my father.
Wait, what is this? All the memories of this girl come back to me; she was terrible; she is awful, from how she treats the maids to how she treats her family; she needs to change her behaviour fast. I need to change that; I am here now; I will improve everything. I forgot to mention, but I was an army veteran in my past life and still did daily training; a little fainting won't hinder me.
I got up from the bed and started to do my daily exercises; even tho ill in my past life, I still managed to do them.
"Miss Fatima, what are you doing? You just woke up, it is not fit for a dy like you to be on the floor like this," – One of the maids spoke, her voice sounding scared to even suggest something to me.
"Don't worry, I will be fine; these are called pushups; they help you raise your strength" – The other maids looked at me dumbfounded. I need to push through. This body hasn't been through the hellish training of the special operations units I've been in, but I can manage pain and other stuff very well now. I can exercise a lot more, even with a weaker body; keeping it up daily will make me stronger since I have a new life and am not ill. Let's live it, but first, I need to start fixing the person's mistakes.
