I know what comes after death is not for us to know. It is a mystery which humanity is unable, and not supposed to solve. However, the majority still try, be it through religion or simple wishful thinking.
How do I know this? Simple. Because I died and as one who accepted the mystery of death as it is, with no pre-conceived notions, Death had touched me in my very soul and gifted me with the knowledge of what happens beyond, that our immortal souls are reborn into a new world after being cleansed. However as one who knows I could never die, as those who don't know must die, and those who know cannot.
As one of Deaths' children she attempted, in her misguided way, in the not-quite emotion of adoration, to ensure the final world I was brought into for my eternal life was one of my dreams.
I was humbled by this, however it didn't exactly go according to plan. As my final world was based off a flippant comment made to a friend whilst watching her favourite films.
"I wish there were vampires in my life."