Finally; finally all the b*stards responsible for the death of his family were dead.  Who cares if it made him the most wanted man in the world.  He was finally free of the shadows that had haunted him for so long.  Now he could proceed with the next step.  He’d turned the men and women with their families into the same cz-soldiers (Cyborg-zombie) they’d turned so many into.  Now he’d go after those who’d allowed it!  In 12 hours the world would feel his rage, with every sycophant and sniveling sop weeping in the pain so many have felt.  The world would burn and he had already lit the fuse.  Now all he had to do was wait.

Suddenly there was a sharp pain, then darkness...

            What the H*ll!!!  Looking around he saw that everything had changed.  Where was he?  He thought... the last thing he remembered was standing in the woods reveling in what was to come, then a sharp pain, then nothing.  F*ck!  He’d died.  Looking around he saw a line of people moving towards a gate along a path lined with armed guards.  Confused, he walked towards them and asked what was going on?  The guard looked at him and said they were heading to judgment and rebirth.  Following more out of curiosity than anything else, he soon arrived at a palatial entrance, where a long line stretched as far as the eye could see.  Despite the length of the line, the pace of the people walking never changed and soon the people he was following arrived at the entrance.

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            Upon stepping through the gate there was a brief moment of disorientation as the scene in front of him changed and he found himself in a courtyard in front of an official looking person garbed in somber and formal clothes.  His first impulse was to immediately dislike the man as he appeared just like those corrupt judges from when he was alive.  However, as a cautious man, he decided to see if this one was just like the others.  Sitting at a podium, the judge looked down on him.  Turning to his left he says, who’s on today’s docket? A heavily armed guard approaches with a sheaf of paper.  After looking through it the judge looks at him and says, “So before I pass judgment, do you have anything to say David?”  Before he could open his mouth for a caustic comment, the doors at the back of the room suddenly slammed open.