Stale life/ a new experience

Everything in this world is stale.

Be it happiness, sadness, grief, anger, self-doubt, and every emotion thinkable are all stale.

The first experience will always be the best, after those experiences, it all becomes stale and repetitive.

That was until I died.

Death was beautiful, it was unparalleled. The memories that are stored flash through me as my body thinks of a way to survive.

It was simply the most beautiful thing I have ever felt.

Though, I never asked for a second life. I wish it all just end.

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I was strong, no one can defeat me.

That was until an angel from the heavens humbled me down and appointed me to be the god of the humans.

It was a hard task. I have to take care of humanity while also hunting down the devils. I even raged for a few times but that angle just smacked me in the head forcing me to do it again.

Anyways, Years have passed and even the people of this land forgot about me. I still protect them from the shadows.

Now a new challenge and it was the highest wall that I have ever seen.

"How do I take care of a kid?"