I never believed in god.
To me, it was just a comforting illusion—something people clung to when logic failed.
Still, I tried to live a life of purpose. I chose kindness over cruelty, integrity over corruption.
But good intentions weren't enough.
I ended up in the crosshairs of powerful people and was tortured, and ultimately killed.
However, when all hope was gone, a strange light reached out to me. And I was inside the body of a child, surrounded by mysterious robed figures.
'What the F-?'