Elijah, a teenage kid who grew tired of living, he was once a lively kid, innocent and pure yet nothing lasts forever, perhaps changes soon happened as soon as he stepped on puberty, changes that cannot never be brought back again.

Alongside his friend, they chatter, conversing in their own thoughts, as they combine their speculations about after death, as words and words gone by, Elijah grew excited, death what is it? What is there after death? Questions murmured in his mind as he began to pant in excitement, “I want to die” He thought.

He and his friends kept talking as soon as the topic goes to the so called “God”, what is God himself? Are there any other Gods besides them, Life was full of mystery, yet he anticipated that he after death shall find this answers with his friend.

The bible says there is only the one true God, yet a part of it once said, Gods? Completely mysterious, if God himself is a true righteous God, why did “he” only chose Israelites/Jews? Why not everyone? This is utter bullshit, So to say he concluded “That this world Consisted of many factions of Gods who chose each kind of Races, Like the Olympians of Greek and the Norse Mythology, their stories were only based on one empire and race, which practically meant that his speculations are true” What is there within? Will one find answers after it’s death, or will his speculations be turned to dust and there is only Oblivion after death like what his friend speculated.

Life was full of mysteries, mystery yet to be solve, his heart beats as soon as he heard of stories like a transport plane disappearing during World War II, An Alaskan Village disappearing, this stories stirred the young man’s heart and opened up his passion, and for this reasons this young man has begun his search in the internet searching for religious beliefs connecting it to one another, he cut ties with his friends and only like this he became an outcast, yet this is what he only thought of, for he has negative thoughts which ended up him not fully trusting someone which is better than being blind by what you see.

Yet indeed you cannot find the truth, “How do I find the truth about this world?” he asked and asked until he began to be bored to live in this blasted yet mysterious world? If there is any chance I would like to die now, because life is boring, friendships, Love, Betrayal, and family, this four will make you think stop wishing to die, is this ‘His’ Plan? That master plan of ‘his’, yet if this plan was truth then the young man wasn’t held back by this four, and one of this which is his family pushes him to continue this forward, he wanted to find answers and slap that to the face of this religious people that there are other Gods and ‘He’ is powerful yet not that powerful in the eyes of those other Gods, he wanted to relieve and take his Family out of this blasted prison, but what if his friend’s speculation is true and there is only Oblivion? Then all his efforts are all for naught.

Yet he must strive and find answers, answers to relieve the anticipation he feels, the excitement which drives him, whether there are Different Universe consisting of trillions of planets and Gods or Oblivion and maybe there is only heaven and only consisting of only a God and the Devil, yet the shall be known to him and everybody who turns blind, for he will know it sooner or later, whatever it takes.

As he wander through the depth of his mind and beliefs, his body starts weakening, pain can be felt everywhere in his body, his chests, arms, and many others, yet he endured it all, enduring it until he finds some clues in this world, which might led him to the utter part of after death’s mystery.

Soon he wondered “why did he not punish those puny other races if he is all mighty? Why did he cursed his “only men” when they started idolizing other Gods if the people of the world idolized other Gods besides him, why the fuck did he only chose the Jews, the answer is simple” He thought and concluded that “There are other Gods in this world, other powerful beings yet “God’s” influence surpassed the others and ruled this world” That is his belief, will he be right or wrong? The answer is within death.

He knows that death is within grasp, and sooner or later a disease will befall him, is this, the Sin of thy mine!? Oh God! Such fate is cruel than the devil, such God cunning than the devil, I shall find the truth for I am a much more cruel man than you.

Today, the young man can be seen inside a room full of children at his age, learning and believing, but what is there to believe? The bible only contains profound words yet what is there within? Will it help you be a person? Do not covet, but when a person coveted your wife what will you do, let her go? Let her be banged everyday by the guy? Such rules yet you cannot murder the man who stole you because of ten rules, ten fucking rules.

So I pity yet hate my classmates who are merely blinded by this so called facts obediently acting like angels, yet I know in my heart that they are all hypocrites, they judge others based on appearances and yet when they go to church they act like fucking obedient lambs forgetting the person they judged and the sin they have done, if I were to compare them to devils there is nothing much to compare, because they are the devil themselves.

It was fascinating as they answered, lying to themselves and their so called one and only God, they were answering as if they spoke the truth as if they were preachers as if they are angels, such beauty! Then the teacher said “Everybody must recite verse blah blah blah blah”

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“Yes teacher” They answered merrily as I glare at the teacher, I wanted to rebuke her words yet I didn’t want my image to be tainted, what is there to recite if the words isn’t magical, it was just words made profoundly, I wanted to tell her face to face “Fuck you” and show her my middle finger for she is hypocrite.

This is the people I hated the most but what could I do, I am only a Mere human, powerless and fragile. Unlike him who has the power and believers, mountains crash, split the sea, such power, if I am lucky I shall be powerful as well.

2 Years Later

Me and my friend kept doing our job, we kept drawing things and post it online, while we sometimes submerge into deep thoughts and we share our beliefs, and we still believe In our words back then, yet I knew that its near, near to take my fragile life away from this silly world of yours, then me and my friend told each other to meet up at a certain convenience store.

When we met each other he was shocked to the extent he almost shouts then he questioned me with teary eyes “What happened Elijah?” he looked at my tin and fragile arms, a hint of pity and sadness flashed through his eyes and I said “Such Fate besieged this man’s body and started to weaken, my friend” this casual words came out of my mouth as tears began to drip out of my eyes, his eyes I can see, tears bulging, such friend, a true friend.

The drama dried out what next was laughter and joy as we converse ourselves into our own fantasy and comical world, we discussed our “future” plans, a part of me died out as I heard the word future, will still be there time for us to laugh merrily? My Friend I hope so, I really hope so.

“Hahaha, look at this reply on your post, the guy’s funny!” He laughed as she showed me the comments yet I knew it was fake words that are meant to cheer this dying young man, so I laughed until my lonely heart’s content, “Brother, we will meet again right?” he stopped laughing and asked me, the words he said contained thousands of emotions behind it, tears flew out of his eyes as he directly look into my eyes, my heart ached as I saw his state, for he have never been into this state, So I too looked into his eyes with tears flowing out of mine, and answered “Yes, brother we will, I promise” so we continued to stare at each other, crying, what a cruel, cruel God, to me this is much more painful than death, to say goodbye to the people you grew to be fond of, the people you call family.

We didn’t stop crying nor say anything to each other, the silence was interrupted as I said “Goodbye, my good friend” we both crossed paths and left, he still cried as he walked towards home like me, I will miss you, I hope when I come back you will still remember this man, this thin man whom treats you as his own brother, I hope, I wished.

As I rung the bell of our house, my second brother came to open the gate, I tried to remove the tear stains in my eyes, yet as I saw his face, tears began to flow out again, but why? Why is it like this? I couldn’t accept this, yet I have wished to fasten my death, this was the price, price to be made, I was not ready because I didn’t think of a price like this, a price vicious and painful, so I hugged my brother.

“Wha-?” He was shocked of what I did, because how rare, how rare I show them my feelings, yet he knew, he knew the meaning, so he gently hugged this lonely young brother of his, “Brother” He cried as I said that word, that word with meanings, the word that contained all my love and emotions, much more than this, I felt something weaken, the pain, the pain spreads I knew that time is running short, and death is unavoidable thing for me.

Time passed it was already noon, the drama ended yet tears kept flowing out, I hid it, I didn’t want my parents to know the pain I am currently feeling, yet in a sudden. My head ached, as my mind get dizzy, I felt my body falling apart as I fell on the ground, “Bang!” my head banged hardly on the ground as only my mind is conscious yet my body has befallen, and the last thing I saw, my two brothers carrying me, along the way my vision stopped and only eternal darkness can be seen.

Yet my will, I shall wake up! To Tell them goodbyes as I will remember them with all my heart, I shall never forget them with every second passed, they made me, they fill me, they are my family!

Soon my eyes opened, I saw, I saw them my family and my friend, I cried even though there is no tears flowing out, true friends and family are rarer than the rarest, I stared at my friend then he said as tears flew out of his eyes “I asked for us to meet again, yet I didn’t wanted it to be like this” my family was speechless, for they did not know, they did not know what has befallen this young man!

“Why have you been keeping this into your own Elijah!” Mother shouted angrily as she cried seeing her young son into a state like this, so I answered “Mother, I knew death is unavoidable thing and I can feel that is slowly coming to take this young man’s soul” the answer made my own heart ached.

Yet I see, I see it not, my soul slowly fading, yet I kept, I kept forcing myself to say “mother, father, brothers, aunts, cousins, do not forget me, for I shall come back, to take you all with me, and goodbye” then I turned my head to look at my friend, my sworn brother, then I said

“Brother, Don’t forget our promi—“ My vision darkened, I thought What is life after death?