I died today

by IvoryCrawler

I died today, for the second time. To die this time, I had to destroy a world.

I died today.

I am young, my life barely begun. I haven't had the chance to do anything great with my life and in death that has not changed. I did not change history with my death.

In fact I doubt any knows I am dead yet.

Despite popular opinion, death does not have a bright light. At least not at first. Instead there is darkness, an absolute lack of anything except for a consciousness. There is no fear in this unconquerable blackness, no comfort either. Thankfully there is none of the foretold judgment, prevalent in almost every religion.

I cannot really feel, nor remember, nor properly think in this empty consciousness. I do understand that I am waiting, knowing what comes next. I've been here before and the awaited gradual lightening of this inky blackness to a spectrum of grays is welcome. Time means nothing and yet it seems like a forever has passed before there is noticeable change.

I died today.

To die…I destroyed a world.