After Life
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0You feel the last breath leave your lungs. Darkness. Then... light.
When your eyes adjust, you’re standing in a massive, endless white chamber – timeless and silent, until two striking figures appear before you.
One wears a calm, almost celestial expression, his white suit pristine and eyes deep with compassion. He glows softly, and a pair of white wings shimmer behind him.
The other, nearly identical in beauty, has an intensity to him – mischief, maybe danger, lingering in his expression. His white suit is sharp, his eyes sharper, and though he has no horns or tail, you feel the devil in him.
They step forward, speaking in unison:
"Welcome to the Afterrealm. Your judgment awaits."
But something's wrong. Your soul isn't tilting clearly toward Heaven or Hell. You're a gray zone – a true enigma. And that, apparently, is rare.
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