A spoiled rich kid. I want to have a life I'll never know in this one, a life without real worry and to actually own a home. A life of stability and unlimited possibilities with all the time in the world to train for whatever I would want to do/become.
This life, living in someone else's garage while still spending 1/2 of my income on rent and no hope for future advancement and knowing that the only financial stability possible would require marriage/a second income, and that it just isn't in the cards is not a fun life.
I understand what you're saying. I've been thinking of alternative timelines and all of the good ones involve being rich. I would do anything to live in a big fancy mansion with my boyfriend in somewhere warm and have so much money I could just go to any shop I want and buy whatever without thinking of the price. Every way you look at it being rich is ideal. This is why I would love to be a 1970s rockstar. Steady and huge flow of income, adoring fans, fame, endless opportunities, sexy groupies and all the drugs and alcohol you could want but I am stuck in my stupid, miserable life.
I'll come back as an Autobot from Transformers. I'm thinking Fortress Maximus.
While we don't have an exact height. Best numbers state 2,400 meters high or 7,874 feet. His head transforms into a tall Autobot and that head transforms into a human sized robot (actually it's a human in an exoskeleton).
Fortress Maximus becomes a city when it transforms.
BTW the tallest building is the Burj Khalifa it's height is 2,722 feet.
Why would anyone want to be reincarnated? The world is descending into fascism and it won't be liveable much longer anyway. When I die it better be fucking permanent.
I understand what you're saying. I wish I was never born to begin with but life could be better. I mean, whatever the world descends to it doesn't matter if you live on a private island in the Caribbean or Oceania.
I'd like to try being a lemur. Swinging through the canopy on those long arms, giving/receiving back scratches as a form of social currency and hooting at leopards when I feel like it.
Would I know everything I know now? Cause if not, then what's the point? I might as well be a completely different person (because I would be).
If I do know everything I know now, then would I retain that intelligence if I was another creature? Like could I come back as a chimpanzee with my full current intellect? What about an octopus?
Could I come back as a 90 year old billionaire's only heir, and be born with my complete current knowledge? Then I can just use the cash to help people?
Since this is fantasy anyway, could I come back as a Viltrumite? What about a Kryptonian?
Could I be Cthulhu?
Could I just be me, but reborn with my current information?
You know those stories about people who insist they remember their past life? But there's no way to confirm it? I'd like my memories passed down like that.
Animal-wise, something simple with slow lifestyle. Man, I just want to chill and be left alone. Maybe a swimming sea cucumber, because echinoderms are cool and wide-open expanses of deep sea are cool.
There may or may not be some kind of human equivalent, depending on the rules of how souls work in this hypothetical.