“Hey, I need your help” His voice suddenly came out after a few minutes of total silence. I wonder how I can be of help to him. Perhaps he needs my opinion on something?
“Sure, but I doubt my help will be that useful.” I wonder what he was about to do, perhaps something like a design choice since that can be my only help. Plus, I am excellent at designing, and since he already knows my history, then he should know I am excellent at it.
“When I used absolute death, I killed not only the deities that were around us but everything in this world. This world is a clean state, there are no rules here, and all concepts are gone.”
He said with no hint of remorse for all the innocent people he killed. What a horrible man. While the people inside this world are only copies of the original world, they are still people. But I didn’t lash out at him, lashing out at him has no benefits to me other than getting the moral high ground, plus I don’t want to die.
“I intend to use this world as a brand new afterlife for all worlds” A brand new afterlife? So what kind of afterlife do we have right now?
“Eh, a trashy one. It is extremely decentralized, each omniverse has them. We currently have two places where the souls go, the first place is where the strong people go, it is called purgatory. The second place is where the weak people go, it is called a hellscape
“Wait, so how does the afterlife work? Why the soul only?” I thought the concept of the person is the most important, so why are the souls getting sent to an afterlife?
“The concepts are useless now that someone is dead, it is also a way so that if someone is revived, they can have their ‘untraumatized’ soul back”
“While the soul is still useful because it has blueprints on the person, plus the soul has an ego to think and feel, while concepts are just information on the person.” Wait, so how does the afterlife even work? What happens to the concept?
“The concept of the person still remains since it is a part of the world, if a dead person gets revived, the concept will be used to create a brand new soul. As for how the afterlife works, it is just an incoherent mess. I should have fixed this back then. So, how do you think we should tackle this problem?” “Hmmm, I think the part where the strong and weak are divided is fine. But how do you even perfectly divide someone based on how strong they are?”
“Don’t worry about that!” Oh well, I do not want to open a can of worms since knowing him, that would be far too complex.
“So, in short, separate the afterlife into two correct?” I just nodded at his question. I wonder how he will separate it considering he will be using this entire world for the afterlife. 10 thousand dimensions are massive. He snapped his fingers and it seemed nothing happened. Something probably happened, but it was too far away that I did not notice it. Why does he even need to snap his fingers? Does he need it to use spells? I could use mana without any movements.
“Style and theatrics” He replied with his usual relaxed and carefree tone. He may not be lying
“Now then, for the first part where the strong goes to, how do you think it should be?”
“Hmm,” I put my finger on my chin to think about it. Just making a system from scratch is harder than I thought it would be. “What about, we leave the void part of the place, but there is a system in place where the egos of the souls are killed and the souls are mixed together so that the powers of the souls would be mixed. And the idea of reincarnation sounds good here, what about after some time mixing the souls, a ‘spoonful’ is taken and placed inside a corpse”
“That could work, but I wouldn’t want my grandchildren to be a reincarnation of mixed souls……. Oh well, I’ll just make an exception to my bloodline where they can’t be reincarnations.” The word “grandchildren” caught my attention. does that mean he already has a kid?
“Grandchildren? Does that mean you have a kid?”
“Yup, but he is currently grounded for being a bad boy." I do not want to think about what being “grounded” means for multidimensional beings.
“Are there where those dead gods and concepts go?”
“gods and concepts do not have the means to go here, the only death they have is ceasing to exist completely. Everyone here is a mortal.
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He snapped his fingers again, and the surroundings changed. I saw souls for the first time. It was also at this point I learned there are two parts to a soul. The first part is the full version of your form, while the second part is the blueprint of what your form should take. The first and second parts can be explained simply by this, the first part is like an architect making designs for a building, while the second part is the final design made by the engineer, and that engineer taking some designs off. The souls were dead, but it was still uncomfortable knowing that this would be my destiny when I died.
The view suddenly changed and we were now back in a void.
“For the second part where the weak will go, how do you think it should be?”
“I honestly do not know, it can just be the same as back then. Just there is something that causes the soul to become stronger”
“I see, so I guess I won’t remove their egos and keep it, and then put a torture spell here?”
“Huh?”
A sphere was constructed around us, and in an instant, the surrounding was coated in a semi-transparent blackish liquid. My instincts were screaming at me to not touch that thing. After the liquid, the souls arrived, but the souls that arrived were separated and not mixed, so I can fully describe the appearance of a soul. The soul still looked like one of the electric appearance like what those multidimensional beings looked like but only on the outermost parts.
The eyes were just a dim red glow in contrast to the vibrant colors the multidimensional beings have. While the inner part doesn’t look like electricity is like a dim shadow. The souls began moving around as if they getting hurt. I instantly remembered what he said, “torture spell”.
“Hey! This is completely unnecessary!”
The surroundings changed into a void once again, this time the void where he left me for a month.
“I know.” He said still with his usual smile and tone. He really has no remorse.
“Then, why torture all of those people?” Knowing that I laid the groundwork for making a torture room leaves a bitter taste in my mouth. What's more, this was my fate if I somehow died.
“I thought something was missing, and so I added in a taste of torture. Also, why are you so against it in the first place?”
“Obviously! It creeps me out knowing that is my fate if I die!” That thought scared me, my instincts were telling me not to touch that liquid.
“Don’t worry, you won’t go to any of those places. Promise!”
“Is that a threat that I will be erased from existence?”
“Who knows?” He replied with an ambiguous answer still with his usual attitude. I let out an exhausted sigh. I gave up, there was no chance I could convince him to remove that torture part.
“I should go back to school soon, I don’t want to cause trouble for my country by instigating a search for me. After all, you said that you would be telling the school that I would be gone for a month”
“Blue, green, brown. Choose” Huh? His sudden question confused me. It just came suddenly that I felt it change my face. I picked a random color
“Blue” He then handed me a pair of blue contact lenses. Does he know? No, he may have already known. I took it from his hands and wore them in my eyes.
I looked around and noted that my vision didn’t downgrade one bit while wearing the contact lenses “Since when did you know?”
“What?”
“That, I get made fun of due to my eyes?” These eyes caused me a lot of unnecessary trouble, from having trouble making friends to people bullying me, I hated them.
“Since forever?” He said with an innocent look and a tilt in his head.
"teleport me back" I commanded him
“We’ll meet again” He proclaimed with a confident tone. He most probably meant it, and I wouldn’t be surprised if I met him again in two days. In an instant, I was teleported inside my room. My room was extremely hot because I was out for a month and I hadn’t opened it once. I immediately turned on the air conditioner.
I also removed the eye contact that I had been wearing. When the air around my room was now cold, I let my body fall. It was also still morning, but I was too tired that it did not matter. The first thing I will do when I wake up is to clean my house.
“That was such an exhausting experience” I muttered to myself before closing my eyes and going to sleep.