ReincarnationReincarnation2 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Life as a microbe is easy.
All day you float among your bothers, flagella waving in the currents. Down here, near the boiling geyser, there is no night or day. The ocean protects you from the harmfull radiation that is sunlight. Down here there's plenty of heat, plenty of water and plenty of useful organic materials. You can sustain yourself with ease, you can be.
At some point you become two. You could have wondered whether the other was you too, or which one was you now. But you do not yet posses the structures that would allow you to wonder. So instead you just float on untill you cease to be.
Multicellularity takes some getting used too, but once you've got the hang of it you realize that in fact, very little has changed. the underground feels pretty familiar, tough instead of floating you now need to crawl. Food isn't in the earth around you, you have to move and look for it. Big deal. You can do that.
One thing you can't do is make more of yourself. You don't like that, be