I died.
I know this sounds a little bit weird but I died. It was a peaceful death. I left this world while my cat and I took a nap on my couch. Despite me having no physical body I could still look around my little sweet companion was purring when my heart gave out. She smug on me .I really loved animals so I had many pets like my cat Louise.
I hope she will live a good live.
Mainly because of that I wrote in my testament that all my thinks should be donated to a animal shelter. After half an hour or so a caretaker in the room and looked if I was alright. She probably was thinking that I was sleeping like every day at this time.
After she left a dark silhouette came into the room:” g’day mister. I’m very sorry that I’m this late. There was a huge accident. Allow me to introduce myself I am DEATH and I would ask you to don’t try to escape because I don’t have the time to deal with a runoff soul, okay?”
Wait, this is the Death? Like the Death in stories with a scythe which he uses to harvest the souls.
I tried to answer but that is hard when you are bodiless.
This is nuts”….”
Death noticed that and responded: „I understand. I wasn’t sure if your soul is strong enough. In this case I will explain to you what happens next and you will try to relax.”
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He waited a moment and then went on:” So I will bring you from the spiritual realm to the SMA, Soul Management Agency. From there you will be conveyed to an afterlife like hell or heaven. That’s it. Now you have to relax.”
After that he took a scythe which I didn’t notice till this moment. He swung it with the skill of a craftsman who did this his whole life which makes actually a lot of sense. I felt a light twik and then I just floated aimless through the room. Death grabbed me, put me in some kind of bag and then everything turned black.
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I slowly opened my eyes. Wait, I have eyes? I quickly looked down. 2 arms, 2 legs and 1 torso. Everything looked alright. That was a weird dream. Now I have to feed Louise and Gary.
Suddenly a unknown person came through the door into the room. I asked surprised:” who are you and what are you doing here?”
He responded calmly:” Hello, I am Fritz from the SMA and I am here to speak about your life after death.”
I interrupted him:” So you are saying that Death brought me here and that I am not dreaming?”
He answered very sympathetic:” Yes, you died. I am here to explain to you your options. You have 3 different options.
1. You can decide that you want to get judged and you will get an appropriate life after death in places like hells or heavens.
2. You can work 1000 years for the SMA and after that you are allowed to go into the private heaven of the SMA.
3. Or you can get reincarnated into another world.
Do you have any questions?”
“ On what base will I be judged?”
“500 angels and 500 hundred demons will watch your live and then decide what happens to you.”
“oh, okay”
To get judged by unknown people or whatever they are doesn’t sound that appealing, but I certainly don’t want to work 1000 years. I didn’t try to get pension as fast as possible because I liked to work for some rich guy.
“Can you give me some information about the world I would get reincarnated into?”
“I’m very sorry but I can’t reveal any information about that.”
Thats a omnious but better than the other options.
“Okay, I choose to get reincarnated.”