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What do you gain if every action you take will be judged?
If it's a sin then what you get is
Prison for this world, hell for the next.
If it's a good deed then you get
comfort in this world, heaven in the next.

All actions will be judged in a fair and balanced manner. No matter how small, there will always be a judgment.
Will you be safe on the day of judgment tomorrow.
or
Do you want to feel the judgment when you do the deed right then and there? 

Antonio, a high school graduate with no skills whatsoever.
He wants to change his fate by finding a job here and there. But it's impossible with his current actions and behavior.
No skills, no experience, no one to support him.
Because Antonio is just an orphan enjoying the leftovers from his parents.

Abandoned in a modern society that values things highly. Antonio wants to get help, help from anyone.
Until the moment he left his parents' grave, Antonio's life began to change.
Dropped (Lost all Draft)

My Judgement System

I've read a lot of books. From magazines to literature.


I'm trying something new with this system.


If I do an act of kindness then I get a reward.


No response. I'm angry, why not be active. Give me a reward.


What? I was pulled into another dimension. And I was surrounded by many people wearing all black.


"Let me go" I don't know when, a stone the size of my fist hit my head.


My head leaked blood, then one stone after another was thrown at the rest of my body.


"Stop it, it hurts, stop it. Spare me" I screamed in pain and my punishment continued.


My head was severely injured, my body was full of blood and bruises.


Stop, my punishment stops. I gasp for air and try to see, in front of me is a small boy lifting a stone half the size of the boy.


"No, spare me. Please" I begged for mercy, but the boy threw the boulder right over my head.


I woke up and realized, I was breathing heavily.


All the sensations were real, I checked my body.


But my brain is still recording the pain and my soul is still reeling from it.


I could feel the whole punishment, from my dripping blood to my head being crushed by a boulder.


I began to understand and tried to be honest in everything.


I got up, my body was shaking violently. maybe my body or maybe my soul was still traumatized by the torture.


I have to be strong before death really picks me up.


I sat on the sofa and tried to be calm, as calm as possible but my soul refused.


"I'm scared, I'm scared, I'm scared" I cried out in tears because of the torture I got just now.


This was the first time I was tortured to death.


I tried to regain my composure but I was still scared, trying to be as calm as possible.


This pain hurt more than the loss of my family.


"Oh God, forgive my sins. I can't face your punishment. I beg your forgiveness" I prayed for forgiveness and peace of mind.


[Asking God for forgiveness : Good karma]


My soul, my body, my mind were given comfort and warmth.


Calm and unafraid, I immediately prayed and thanked my God.


I want to go look for more knowledge, maybe I can get it at a bookstore or library.


I arrived at the library, saw the large bookshelves and many visitors here.


Reading these books gave me a lot of helpful knowledge.


From practical to theoretical, simple and complex.


My head is starting to hurt, looks like I need to rest.


Will I go bald if I think too much? Oh no, I won't.


On the way home I gave some change to a homeless beggar.


At least I lightened his life even though it's not much but it's useful.


When I got home I showered, ate and went straight to bed.
