Alex watched as the godly lady approached him with elegance and beauty. He realized then that if there was anything that could be described as perfect, then he was looking at that in front of him. The lady was only a few inches away from Alex's face when Alex blurted out..
"You don't happen to have protection on you, have you?" Alex inquired out of the blue. The lady in turn turned her head in an inquisitive manner, wondering what Alex was on about. For one, she admired the courage of this man who spoke freely as though he was oblivious to the term "consequences".
Well in Alex's defence, he didn't really see anything to be worried about. While he was alive, he would think of things like money and waking up early for work or even catching the bus. Then things changed and became different and the whole time he spent in prison, he longed to go back to those worries.
He wanted to have to worry about keeping in touch with friends and family and generally being a good person to the society. He prayed day and night to get the chance to visit the places he hated to go to while he still had his freedom.
But now that had all changed. From what he knew and the palpable bored look on the lady's face, he was certain there would be no bus to catch or an always angry boss he needed to be weary of.
The jealous colleagues and annoying neighbors were all gone. Now all that remained was nothing, absolutely nothing. Why? Because he was dead, gone, finished!!..
"Protection against what?" The lady asked Alex, although she found the habit of Alex saying whatever came to his head annoying, she sort of found him amusing.
She hated to admit it but Alex was quite the interesting character and she was keen on learning more about the unfortunate soul that he was.
"Okay, maybe you godly beings don't need it. Let's just get on with it," Alex said and then went ahead to pull his clothes. He took the white garment off and beneath him was his little soldier that had remained at attention since he arrived.
Alex at that point wasn't all too bothered because it was time to put it into use, he thought.
"Okay, let's head somewhere you can clean up. You wreak of misfortune," the lady said in a disgusted tone.
Alex at that point sniffed his armpits wondering what she was talking about but eventually understood what she was implying.
"Oh...she wants me to wash off the mortalness in me... I see..." Alex thought with a grin. He was simply ignoring the fact that he was dead and accepting all that came with it. And for the most part, being dead so far didn't seem all that bad.
He expected to see skulls and all sorts of horrific monsters like in those terribly directed movies he would watch with his girlfriend back when he was alive the moment he was told he was dead.
Rather, he found himself in a big glass mansion with weirdly designed staircase and a hot lady that didn't seem to mind the fact that he could see her sexy features on display.
Alex followed the lady closely. He was careful not to walk beside her or get ahead of her even though he hated that she walked way too slow for his liking.
Yet, the good part of it all was that even with her careful motion, her features were highly captured within the white transparent gown she wore and trembled as she took every step. Alex at that point believed dying was the best thing that had happened to him.
With no care in the world, he simply allowed himself be taken wherever the lady wished to carry him. Eventually, the lady walked towards another door Alex hadn't noticed right after they had gone through loops and different spiral of stairs.
The lady waved her hand and the door gave way, opening up by the wave of her hand. She proceeded to walk out through the door and gestured that Alex followed her.
Alex obliged without complaint and as they got out, Alex stood in front of something he wasn't all too shocked to see yet didn't believe he would find in a place like this.
"You have an indoor pool?!!.." Alex asked the lady as he gazed upon the glistening body of water. The water sparkled with no dirt to be seen.
Given that the entire house was made of glass, Alex could see the reflection of the water and everything surrounding them including the lady who was beside him taking off her garment as well.
Alex watched as the lady's garment dropped down from her shoulders and onto the floor. He saw her soft godly breasts and what appeared to be the divine gate way to everlasting life of pleasure between her thighs.
She was beautiful beyond measure and at that point, Alex found his mouth watery. He saw the drool forming inside his mouth and expected at that point he was going to do something crazy that would have even a god scream.
"Get inside the water. It's divine water, it would cleanse your soul," the lady instructed as she t dropped into the body of water slowly and majestically.
Alex stood just inches from the pool watching as the water enveloped the lady's huge succulent breast. He hated himself more at that point that he hadn't turned into water as he died. Perhaps he would be the one and not the water caressing the body of a god.
Alex proceeded to get into the water and as he made first contact with the water, he felt a slight tingle all over his body. Next thing he knew, little white sparkles of light began to leave his body as he descended into the water.
He turned to look at the lady, wondering if this was a normal thing and her nonchalant look affirmed it all that nothing was out of the ordinary.
"That's just some of the remaining impurities left in you. You see how they floated off you? They will find a compatible host, somewhere in the universe and then the cycle would begin again,"...
..."The universe has long seized creation. Everything new is just a recycled version of something old. The murder traits in a person is simply an acquired impurity inculcated in an individual by the universe. The newborns are simply the old that died," She paused, then continued,
...."Souls don't die and at the end of the day, if left to wander throughout the universe, they would only accumulate and cost energy. The universe in all is but a huge dump ground for all the atrocities to come be refined and sent back to exist as they should," the lady explained.
"Wait, if I'm following, does that mean I just gave up my own character traits to another individual? Doesn't that mean I'll lose my identity and become nothing?!!" Alex asked, wondering if the lady had missed something during her explanation.
"No, as a matter of fact, you only contributed your own quota to the never ending cycle of creation. Like I said, the universe has seized creation a while ago. There's basically no new thing that exists. All concepts are a fragment of other concepts binded together to make something new. Take it this way, you as a soul is a only a bunch of badly screwed together spare parts," the lady enlightened.
"So what? If you say the universe does this with everyone, why am I still here, existing as what I am. Why am I not being recycled and sent back?!" Alex inquired because at that point, he didn't find the lady's explanation to be adding up again.
"Because you are different. Every thing that is being recycled by the universe must have ran out its course first. You haven't exceeded your preordained period of existence, hence, you died prematurely," the lady said.
"So I'm like the last chip in the bag, only everyone is full and wants none of me and I happen to still smell bad again?....Great, just great!!! Alex can't even make it even if he died!!!" Alex slapped the water in disappointment hearing he was not suitable for the universe's purpose, splashing it all over.
"Yes, you are exactly that. Unwanted and broken. There's no mechanism set up by the universe for existences like you. You are an anomaly that has occurred so you get pushed over here and hopefully, you run out of your soul energy sooner along the line and become a thought," the lady said.
"Say what now?!!!" Alex yelped.
"Yes, you will cease to exist.." ...the lady was on the verge of completing her statement when Alex intervened.
"Seize to exist?!! Like...die again? Didn't you just say souls don't die?!!" Alex asked.
"Yes, normal souls don't die. However, you are not a normal soul. Normal souls retain their existence through memory. Their memory exists somewhere in the universe and as such, the thought of them some where keeps them alive. You however, have no one who remembers you," the lady said.
"That's not true, Brenda should remember me! I mean, I just died like a few minutes ago, there's no way she would have forgotten me," Alex retorted.
"That would have been correct except you died years ago. The concept of time only holds a fraction of sense where you came from. Seconds here might be years over in your previous world you left nothing in your previous life, you died a nobody and you have no one back in your previous existence," ....
..."So as it is, you will soon seize to exist. You will not flat out die but think of yourself as becoming an idea...a concept that was never brought to life....that's what you will become," the lady said to Alex without a hint of restraint in her words.
"I don't even know what you mean by that but you have to help me, I can't die twice!!! That's worst than even being fucked to death," Alex pleaded.
He watched as the lady ignored him and swam her way out of the water. She snapped her fingers just as she got out of the water and a new garment appeared over her. A fresh, new transparent garment that failed to cover anything there of.
"Souls like you are condemned. There's very little hope left for you. My advice is that you enjoy the last moments you have, make good use of it because it won't last long," the lady adviced.
"Wait, I have a question," Alex beckoned onto the lady.
"What may that be?!" The lady answered.
"You claimed there as souls like me. Meaning they have been here before. Where are they now? Did they all vanish and became an idea?" Alex asked.