Several years ago
A white-haired dark-skinned young man who looked like he was in his late thirties or maybe early forties glanced towards a younger looking man who looked just like him with maybe a few differences and said "Doba, one day you will understand the meaning of carefreeness and why you shouldn't let the matters of the world concern you. Sigh, I am sorry for not always been the best brother to you but no matters what happens to me or you, always remember to be calm and care less about others and more about yourself. Goodbye little bro."
Those were the last words he heard before his brother entered through a portal which automatically closed and has not opened till this day.
PRESENT DAY,
"Doba, so this was the place your bastard brother escaped from. The fool thought he was smart"(well he was indeed smart, technically the smartest person alive during his time), the fully black-clothed person inwardly said.
"So..."
"So, tell us where he went to or escaped to? and don't play smart because your brother was a case on he's own, so answer and let's get this done," another fully clothed person said
"When I called and told your organization the truth about my brother's escape and that you guys were just chasing his decoy, I was telling you truth and you all now call me a liar or what? because I don't get or even understand what you guys are saying at all. Wasn't the law and our fate which says that we shouldn't bear false witness under any circumstance and you now tell me that I am lying." A tanned-skinned tall lanky young man who looked like in he was in his thirties asked.
"No, What I was saying or asking anyhow you like it was that you could have called our attention to it the moment your brother escaped but only called us when he had already ran away which we feel you did either knowingly or ignorantly unknowingly which I want to believe must be former right," asked the same fully black-clothed man who questioned him earlier.
"Wow, you are saying I contorted with my brother , so he could make sure his escape was flawless,"
"Well yes,"
"Oh!, I see(No wonder my brother never trusted me because he knew I couldn't be trusted not because i couldn't be trusted but because I fell to pressure too quickly and liked to please people.), the tanned-skinned young man thought, but was going to happen now," he replied to the gun-welding black-clothed man.
"You would be taken to military court and tried for 'aiding and abetting' your brother to escape," the glass-wearing gun welding black-clothed man said.
"And If I refuse?" the tanned-skinned tall handsome young man who looked like in was in his thirties wearing tacky knickers standing carelessly asked.
"Well we'll force and it could be used against you in the court of law." the security agent who wore sunglasses wielded a gun and was fully clothed in black replied.
Achooo!
Meanwhile, the escaped brother who they were talking about, sneezed and wondered who is talking about me? Hmm....who could it be? Larne brought his hand to his soft babyish chin.
Three Months later...
"Mr. Doba Wilson is hereby sentenced to death by firing squad for aiding and abetting a genocidal maniac who was his brother Professor Larne Wilson, former president and Nobel prize winner," an aged looking man proclaimed and stamped his gavel.
"Oh my maniacal smart brother, killer of millions and father of few, you warned me but i didn't listen, you told me that society would one day bring down but i didn't listen, you once told me a proverb that 'If the heavens don't favor you hold on to thighs of hell' and didn't understand then but I understand now but was it too late, that I don't kno-." Doba inwardly cried and lamented until his thoughts were interrupted and he heard the words he wished he hadn't heard earlier in his life.
"Mr. Doba Wilson say your last prayers," a fine looking man said.
"Mr Wilson Doba, any last prayers," an old looking man also inquired.
"No," Doba replied.
FIREE-
The last word he heard before he was sent to the death by those stoic-looking men who kneeled and ended his life like he was Insignificant.
"Well, you were indeed insignificant in the grand scheme of things and life," a strange voice drifted in a strange place which had nothing in it as if it was a void.
-Huh! Who's that?
-Your Mother
-Huh?
-Close your mouth, and you are right this place is indeed a void, the place where special people pass before going on to heaven or hel-
-Wait a minute, they exist?
-Duhh where do you think dead people go or-
-Cycle of reincarnation obviously
Face contorting into a frown by the disrespect she was receiving, the mighty-dark looking woman raised her smooth looking hand for a fraction of a second and then calmed and loosened her face in a calm looking amiable looking face as if she was looking at her long lost child. All this happened unbeknownst to our naive-looking Doba for he was still cussing and lamenting about how his life has been boring, uneventful and so full of sorrow and grief no fun, everything he did he was always fearing the consequences and the only time he ever felt happy and comfortable were the times he broke the rules, the laws and still got away because the law was helpless to do anything to him especially during the time of his brother's dictatorship and when he joined the army and killed for his brother. Unknowingly, his face was showing a blissful smile.
-That's my son!, but you have been stubborn and didn't listen to what your Eminent Mother has taught you, always cowering in fear until you got yourself killed billions of years ago and Mother was too late to save you, in which you had to suffer the reincarnation cycle over and over again. But now, Mother will never let you go again, the mighty-dark looking woman lamented and actually started to shed tears.
-Huh! wait! I don't understan-
Doba an innately talkative person actually kept quiet for he noticed strange memories, thoughts, scenes and actions start to flood his memories he would have held his head and felt tremendous pain if he had a body but he felt pain then his so-called Mother would have no where to put her face, she stretched forth her hand and channel a dark-purplish energy into his head which helped our Doba to stop feeling pain[What a loving Mother, If i was the one, I would have made him suffer a little bit more because he forfeited the carefree life, thank my brilliant self for he's not like his brother Larne, that bastard changed after seeing fair-looking ladies and young women in his new world.]
-My Son, even though I am the Overlord of all devils and leader of Hell and you are my son, you aren't perfect For I gave birth to you through my primal yin and addition of demonic powers and because of that you can't hold on the mantle I have prepared for you, so I want you to go Heaven so that you can find the missing element to become perfect and to never forget to you can live your life to the fullest and never worry about rules or laws and let out all the thoughts you have suppressed all of your lifetimes.
-Huh!. Too much for him to handle, Doba opened his mouth wide and reasoned that from having a maniac of a brother to have a god-level Mother, he wondered how much karma must have been added up for him to have such good luck[what an irony']
"Yo, the bitch! is hiding here, who would have thought!
Whoosh!
Not prepared, his so-called mother turned into a beam of light and entered his gray-like soulform and that was the last thing and those were the last words he saw and heard before he fell unconscious.