[ WP ] You have just been told that you are the last human being who will ever have to die .

Solemn silence filled the entire conference room. Hell, it could've been the entire world for all I knew. It had all been explained in its complexity how no one else would ever die, aside from the name spoken during this televised, radio broadcasted, vlogged, podcasted, live streamed and all other forms of recording. 
 
 That name was mine... I mean, surely it was n't. My name is pretty generic. A thousand other people probably have the same one. Logically, I had a fairly good chance it was definitely not me. However, the one who spoke the name happened to be speaking on behalf of God. Yep. The mettatron. The way it said it was quite clearly addressing someone listening, and that peraon had to be me. I could feel it resonating in my soul. 
 
 I was currently sitting alone in my apartment. I had just turned twenty this year, which also marked the first year of my independence from my parents roof. I paid for everything in there in full. No bills to speak of either, and no loan sharks breathing down my neck. I was especially proud of the fact that i had no credit cards to speak of. I had so many other personal achievments too. I lost 80 lbs, got a career as a diet counselor, and even managed to get a scholarship. 
 
 Its funny how a single thought of death puts your being into perspective. From this shocked state, a single question was asked from the audience. It will haunt me into the afterlife. 
 
 `` Who?'' 
 
 The mettatron never skipped a beat, and I supposed explained who I was, and where I was. I stopped listening though as I was currently trying to absorb certain facts in my life. 
 
 I became aware of someone else in my apartment. Sitting with me on the couch was an angel. ( I mean the word angel in more meanings than one. ) She sat there on the far end, giving us more than a body's space between us. 
 
 `` You alright?'' She asked after a while. I looked at her, but she did n't return the gaze. She had this placcid look upon her face that was firmly locked onto my television that came free with my cell phone. `` Feel any despair?'' 
 
 ``...... Nah,'' i sighed, kicking off my shoes. I was ready to go into work today, but I had a feeling I was going to take a lot of time off. `` I'm just... processing...'' 
 
 She hummed in response and shifted position to get comfortable. 
 
 ``...... so... What happens now?'' I ask nonchalantly. `` Am I supposed to be whisked away to heaven? Struck down to hell?... casually led into Limbo?'' 
 
 `` Not necessarily,'' she said flatly. `` The fine print is that you WILL be the last human death. When, where, how is... well, up to you. As for after...'' 
 
 I looked at her with my head in my hands. I was surprisingly calm and just `` aware'' of myself. 
 
 `` The boss wants you to decide where you go after death. Think of it as a... participatory trophy they give out at little league sports.'' 
 
 `` Because everyone wins, right?'' 
 
 `` Yep.'' 
 
 Another break from talking. I was completelt alright with it. It gave me a moment to collect my thoughts. 
 
 ``...... are you gon na hang around until then?'' I asked. She nodded in response. 
 
 `` Well, in that case... i guess I'll go and, uh...'' I begin while standing up. It felt like my body was made of concrete. ``... prep my bed for you.'' 
 
 `` Not necessary-'' 
 
 `` Nah. Not having it. My house, my rules. Guests get master bedroom. Master of the house gets the couch,'' I say quite adamantly. I was looking for some form of control in my life now, and better start with the little things. 
 
 `` You were always stubborn. Fine,'' she yawned with a stretch. I had wandered into my kitchen and opened the fridge. 
 
 `` Want anything Ms. Angel?'' I call while grabbing myself a can of pepsi. 
 
 `` Not pepsi, and just call me Azira,'' she replied. I got her a glass of water. After tending to my guest, i called my boss and told him I'm not coming in. He was alright with that. Said I still have n't used any vacation days. 
 
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 I distinctly remember crashing on the couch at noon that day, after finally beating Skyrim, yet woke up nude in my bed with Azira cuddling me ( also nude ) the next day. If there was any doubt in my mind that it was all just a dream, it shattered at that moment. I got up, got dressed, and went outside. Azira followed me and somehow seemed normal to be out on the streets with me. 
 
 Apparently she was a guardian angel. My guardian angel. I always thought i got lucky. I certainly felt less lucky after hearing her perspective of my less than fine moments. 
 
 I expected to be bombarded by news and media crews. A perk of being nobody is complete anonimity though. So, no having to talk to people. I also expected something to change today. Maybe rioting and anarchy because no death means no punishment for everyone else, right? Heck, even the best case scenario would be society improving overnight. As far as I knew, nothing changed. 
 
 I walked passed an Electronics store, and watched the news for a minute. Global warming. Same old same old. The new arguement i guess was we didnt need to worry about anyone dying except that one guy. Fuck that guy. The next topic was medical care, to which i walked away from. 
 
 I continued to my usual spot to eat. Its one of those, `` we have the best _____ around'' diners. I got a seat at the bar. Usually, i hogged a booth to myself. 
 
 I ordered, ate with Azira, and was denied the right to pay. I was making a noble sacrifice according to the owner. 
 
 I walked down the street again and got threatened to be killed by several upstanding people. A CEO, an elderly woman who knit sweaters for cancer patients, and a local teen in a `` gang.'' They all were of the same opinion; `` why should we even care about you?'' 
 
 I went back home, Azira in tow and found the government there. Apparently a big-wig thought it'd be a good idea to get my opinion of all this since I was going to be that last person to die and... well... no media found my apartment yet. He asked how i felt, what i was going to do now, and all that. 
 
 ``... I am the last person to die. I am a nobody who has no ties anywhere. I am the last person who will ever know what heaven is, maybe hell if I want to. I've been made out by many as someone to forget. Too bad you'll never know me, so good luck forgetting. You will all know what it is to never die, but then I'll be the only one who could ever appreciate whatever it is i do next. You guys could do the exact same things i do, but you would never appreciate it like me. You could go skydiving, horseback riding and do everything I could and more, but you'll never have a bucket list, and never have an ending to your story. I will. 
 
 If there is one thing i will gladly take from being the last person to die, it'll be having a good end.'' 
 

