A Review About The Afterlife

I asked Jay how I should review the place and and Jay said "well it depends on you, also if you are done in this place let me know and you will begin reviewing the place for the evil guys.

" wait so this is the good guy section? "

I asked

" Yes, this is the good guy section, any problems? "

He answered

" shouldn't it be more beautiful? "

"it is beautiful tho"

..... How is this beautiful

"but is should be like nature, l - like a paradise."

I complained to him

Jay looks around and says

"it looks like a paradise"

"are you serious? This looks like a mental asylum prison"

I complained again

Jay complained and said in a sarcastic tone

"oh im sorry, im not as stylish".

And in an instant, it just becomes like a paradise, its smell is really good but I was confused to how big it i-

"well its width is as equal as a maior regni, and its height is half as a maior regni. Why? Because its in half."

Jay then answered the question I had in my head

"can you pls stop reading my mind?"

"no, and pls begin reviewing now."

"fine"

I rolled my eyes

I began to observe and it was sooo beautiful.

But after that, I go to where Jay was and I questioned him if there are stories and he said

"Yes, and a lot"

He answered

Jared: H-how big is is one story?

I asked again

Jay answered "its massiveness is alot"

... Seriously?

"well... How can they travel since I am guessing is its size is infinite?"

I asked.

"They can freely teleport here, and the good guy section works more like an rpg, you can have powers and skills, and they can trash the place however they want, since this place resets every 6 months, also all soul have a timer that they can see for how much time until they reincarnate, if they do die and go back here again, they would keep their levels, and skills. Also when they die, they can respawn how many times they want, they can also choose how much pain they can feel."

Jay answered with a proud face

" So what are your reviews about this place? "

He then teleported in front of me and grabbed both my shoulders with his hands

I answered without hesitation"

10/10, so can I go to the bad guys section now?"

I am not lying since its really beautiful.... Yet....

Jay replied

"of course"

We instantly teleported but what I saw, was pure madness. I have.... Confusion in my face, for what I saw. I only saw a steam like black like substance and it seemed like I am inside a shield and I asked.

"W-what is this??"

I asked

Jay replied

"this is the bad guy section"

"w-what is this black steam?"

Jay replied to me

"its a liquid made for torturing, how I made it? Well I made it through a spell called "black cruciatus". There is a bottom tho, so its not a bottomless pit, but once they touch the bottom they will be teleported at a top where they can rest from the pain for 10 minutes.

" T-THIS IS MANIACAL!"

I screamed in 'horror'. Well what can I say, I am a good actor. But still, I still feel disgusted and I am by no means a sadist

"hmm? But they can rest for 10 minuted once they reached the bottom, and to reach the bottom you would only need 200 years."

"t-two hundred years?"

How fast can that be, and '200 years' does time dilation already include in that? Considering they are moving across different multiverses and beyond really fast

"Yes, and dont worry because it is guaranteed 1-5 times that they will touch the bottom before they are reincarnated since if they are here it is 5 times faster to reincarnate."

T-this is absurd...

Jay asked me "so what are your reviews"

I screamed at him

"0/10, cant you just make it like the prison?!!"

Jay answered

"well I guess it works since it is 0/10, because no person with a right mind would rate this place high, also some souls are already here".

Jay snapped his fingers and I can see alot of souls screaming in pain.

I felt nauseated and disgusted and I told Jay

"can i go home already?"

And Jay replied

"of course, you already did your part"

I got teleported in my bedroom. It is night-time and I panicked because I have an assignment due tomorrow, but when I looked at my notes, it was already answered.

I sat in my bed and began mumbling the words "I hope that was a dream, I hope that was a dream" 5 times and when I stopped I pressed my face in my pillow.

(Tomorrow)

When I woke up, I really had a wierd nightmare, probably because of the 12 hour old lasagna I ate in the fridge

"NO YOU IDIOT! 12 HOUR OLD LASAGNA'S ARE PERFECTLY FINE! Hmm? No-no, I didnt make him think he was just dreaming, it is toootally his fault, welp it is what it is"