The face of death

There is a saying "he that greets danger with a smile must be ready to greet death same way" and there's also a probability that someone already said it even though I formulated it in my head

"Was there a smile on my face when I died?" Shiro said to himself, as the quote repeatedly ran through his mind.

"By the way"he thought

"where am I? " he asked as he looked around the dark empty void he was in. The only thing he could see was himself

"Is this the afterlife? " he asked

"Feels pretty lonely to me "

"No, that's the road to the afterlife " a voice answered from a direction Shiro couldn't make out.

"I don't see any...." Shiro replied before realizing

"Wait, who's there " he asked, feeling a bit confused.

"So you can't see it " the same voice came again, this time from behind Shiro.

Shiro turned to see a man with blonde hair, dressed in casual clothes as if he was on vacation.

"Are you dead too" Shiro asked trying to understand the situation. Then the man laugh