Doomsday scenarios prevented

I stumbled upon a fascinating prompt on Reddit and thought I'd give it a try.

You die and before your eyes, your stats appear. Everything is normal, except the "Doomsday scenarios prevented: 1"

Here's the link to the original thread https://www.reddit.com/r/WritingPrompts/comments/it4da7/wp_you_die_and_before_your_eyes_your_stats_appear/

There’s a bit of solace in travel. Doesn’t matter how. Planes, trains automobiles; seeing your home disappearing behind you is comforting. Almost as if you leave your worries behind. If I had a peso for every time I thought of never returning… mother would be wrecked. Work as an tech support for Altroz, Brazil’s largest cloud computing company, takes me not just everywhere in Brazil but all over the world as well. Data-centers are amazing places. You can get lost in one. You get left alone in one.

Existence is pain. Life is a cruel joke. I can’t believe there’s nothing more to it. Motherfucking Delmo planting that seed when we finished college. I’ll never forgive him for that. “Birth, School, College, Marriage, Retirement, Death. We finished 3 Jaren. 3 more to go”. I had laughed at that time. I let it grow. Occupy my mind. Never married, never made any more friends. That’s not entirely true. Alcohol was a great friend. The occasional line of cocaine a great mistress. Mother was a full time job as it is. Should have probably sought therapy. Nah….It would have been useless.

I was in China this time. Work relayed that mother had passed away. I thought I would be sad. Instead it was nothing. I just simply gathered my laptop and made arrangements to come back home. Maybe things will improve.

Four days since I have returned. two days since I buried her. Nothing has improved. The sense of feeling rudderless has never really gone away. Still feeling a bit jet-lagged from the flight. A fever is coming. I know it. What if I was to end it all. I know a nice spot. It’s a straight dive. No one would find me. Ouro Grosso has so little visitors. No one would be there. No one would come looking for me. I would be just…… gone. Is this what happiness is?

It has been thirty-two days now. Today’s the day. Played football with the local kids yesterday. It was the happiest days of my life so far. I dread tomorrow though. Today… I see the light at the end of the tunnel. HA!

Holy crap this is deep. Tomorrow though…is worse. The hand let go of the railing so easily… as if it wasn’t meant to end it all. OH SHIT SHIT SHIT…

Oh thank God. It wasn’t so bad. There must have been water down below.

There is no way I am still in the cave. I don’t remember it being so beige. Someone must have rescued me. The funny thing was there was no one. It was just me. For some reason I am wearing my old jacket. The one I lost. The one I had loved once.

Oh. So this is the afterlife. THE DAMN RELIGIONS WERE RIGHT? Oh man this is going to upset so many people. Where is everyone? Horizon to horizon there really was nothing. I was definitely in some kind of beige brightly room. Over to the right was a podium. I approached the podium. Maybe there was some bell I could ring. Maybe it was to call Peter. Where is everyone? As I approached the podium I saw a piece of paper. Just the one page. It’s white standing out against the bright beige surroundings. It had my name on it. Along with all my information. Who needs my date of birth in this place, I thought. As I glanced through the remaining useless information two things caught my eye. Right in the middle it said “Doomsdays Prevented : 1”. What was that about? The other thing in bold black said “Thank you for your service. If you wish you be re-born, put this page page on the podium. If you wish you be deleted forever, crumple it and throw it in the garbage bin next to the podium”.

What Doomsday had I prevented? What was this page talking about? Even as these thoughts ruminated in whatever was allowing me to think, my hands had already crumpled the page and stood ready to chuck it in the garbage bin. A final fleeting voice in my head said… Delmo you damn fool.