In the End...

It is common knowledge, all around the world, that life is a frail concept. The surroundings around you have existed far beyond your years. You are nothing but a spectator in the grand scheme. What puzzles you - perhaps everyone that has ever existed - is what happens when you die. When your mortal shell expires, all are ignorant of the next sequence after death.
Many have speculated. Some believe that a grand paradise awaits them, an award for the impartial yet human existence - on the other side of the coin, an eternal nightmare awaits the selfish and the violent. Others see themselves to continue on their quest of life through reincarnation. Some even believe that our souls are annihilated upon death.
Amusing theories, indeed. They are all wrong, however. But how can you blame yourself? Death allures even the wisest beings. Do not fret on this failure - your life will only be strained by the turmoil of stress.
Besides - I know exactly what happens when you pass. I can't delve much into the details, but what I can tell you is this: Karma is real. It will manifest its ethereal form into a physical shape, one that can be seen after death. It will then judge the actions you've taken in your mortal life, separating the noble from the lowly. It will then decide if you are worthy.
If you are deemed worthy, then your next goal will be revealed. If you are not, then...
In the end...
I'll be waiting.
Category:Reality
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