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“What, where am I,” I ask into the air.

Nothing…..

“It's dark.”

Nothing….

“Is anyone there?”

Nothing…..

“Hello, is anyone there?”

Nothing…..

I stop calling and look where I am. It seems I'm in a white space that seems to go on forever, this must be purgatory, is it?

“Am I in purgatory?”

Nothing……

How do I get out?

I start walking straight, it seems I still have my clothes and gear on.

As I walk I get my bearings and start to think.

I was a soldier in the Fourth World War.

Rank corporal in charge of the Red Eye squad.

We weren't that large only with 15 members including myself.

We were in charge of running 2 IAT’s (also know as In Air Tanks) and a small fire squad.

We were neck and neck with the enemy we lost one of our IAT’s to a TB (Tankbuster, a missile used by aircraft created specifically to destroy a tank.) and 2 men, although we were in a rough spot reinforcements were on their way.

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It was us the U.P (United Powers, so America, Britain, and our allies) versus the ACDST or Aucidestion Government (Russia, Germany, Mexico, china, and surprisingly Japan. As well as a few allies and other members.) sadly we were losing the Aucis (head and leader of the Aucidestion Government) was winning and sadly we were not.

What must have happened to me is that I was shot and killed and am now in the space between heaven and hell as well as the mortal realm.

I had my basic blaster and suit and that was it. When you run a tank you don't wear much.

At least nowadays, I don't know much about the past, the Aucidestion Government was the cause of that. They believed past knowledge brought unjust and turmoil because those were dark days with little innovation and possibilities.

Which I guess is completely possible for how things turned out for the rest of us.

It's been almost an hour since I first started walking, as the clock in my basic blaster reads, and I wouldn't say I was fit but did basic training and other exercises while I was alive.

I did decide I was dead because everything else seemed impossible. It could not be a dream I could smell my sweat and feel myself moving, could not be VR because I looked very closely at my clothes and there was no digitized information (pixels and why not), yes the VR now days are very realistic even though many laws and bans have been put on it this is most definitely not a VR.

I was not tired at all, it's already been a day as my clock in my basic blaster read.

I have walked non-stop for a whole day yet I'm not tired at all. I have no explanation at all.

The only thing I can think of is that since I'm in purgatory and I'm dead I don't get tired or hungry.

If I am actually in purgatory.

Sense I'm here I might as well think about my life.

So let's go over the basics. My name is Nicholas Flamel born march 9 13 AR (Aucidestion Rule Begins). I have 1 mother my father died in the war and 2 brothers who also died in the war.

I feel bad for my mother, she is now alone in that planet no husband and now no kids. If I ever return to earth I will seek out my mother first, if she doesn't do anything rash.

I was never really a good or bad person, I took care of my family kept to myself in public and only joined the army because I was drafted.

That must be why I'm in purgatory, I never did anything overly good or bad making me a neutral person.

At this point in time I don't know what I look like but back on earth, I was 6,1” black hair brown eyes and a basic mustache until I was drafted and just removed it. I had no other details of my body, I guess I was an average person.

The information is clear to me as of right now, if I stay here I will go over that information daily so I will never forget.

I add a reminder on my basic blaster for exactly 09:00 each day, so i will never forget who I am as long as I am here in purgatory.