This is what happens to Zhoa after he dies.

Zhoa looked around at the darkness surrounding him he was dead he knew he was dead he had been dead for 10 minutes now and all he could see was black nothingness and himself.

He frowned and looked behind him he squinted a little and was able to pick out a pin prick of light

He began to walk towards the light cautiously and slowly an image flashed before his mind it was him as a child meditating with his old teacher.

He smirked slightly at the pair in his mind he had always been destined for greatness and in the end he had indeed been greater.

He walked on and another image flashed before him he was in his teens now and was training as a firenation solider his dueling partner was still learning how to firebend but as he watched he saw no pity in his movements and a smile grew on his face as his opponents hand burst into flames and he did nothing to ease his suffering but the young Zhoa turned away from the screaming opponent.

The light was more visible now and he continued walking. Another image floated into his mind this one he was now a captain and one of his crew had been drunk while on duty and had the misfortune of Zhoa stumbling over him during the night. The normal punishment was 10 lashes he had raised the number to 70 and the punishment had slowly killed the solider and he had sat back and enjoyed the sight.

Zhoa smiled once more and walked faster down the tunnel which grew brighter with each step soon another image could burst into his head he was now a young commander and was sent to raid the southern water tribe the warriors and benders had put up a fight but it was short lived they quickly over came them and executed the waterbenders one of the female waterbenders was hugging two small children a boy and a girl both with blue eyes he watched as he yanked the woman away from the children and as the girl ran after the woman a warrior grabbed her a held her protectively he watched himself smile and ignite the woman's body her screams echoing in the ice covered land he looked at the two children and the man they all had tears in their eye.

Serves them right Zhoa thought as he continued walking. He was beginning to sweat in his armor as he walked closure and closure to the light which now had a reddish glow and was no longer a pin prick it was now a gaping hole but he could not see inside the hole the entrance was blurred and he couldn't see past it he continued walking and the temperatures continued rising with every step he took.

Another image came up about a yard or two from the 7 foot gaping hole. This was an event he remembered quite well seeing as it happened right before he died he was an admiral and was standing triumphantly holding a bag above his head containing the moon spirit, the retired general Iroh told him to release the spirit or he would suffer so Zhoa did and he sent it off with a fire blast and the sky went dark the moon was gone he Zhoa had conquered the northern water tribe and slain the moon spirit.

The temperature was unbearable now and he took one more step so he was standing inside the hole and looked around the hole was no longer blurry and Zhoa could see everything clear as day and smiled all around him were hot flames spewing out of the molten floor and rows of captive daggled in chains as fire consumed there soul out of the corner of his eye Zhoa saw a fiery hand coming slowly toward him he stumbled backwards tripping over his feet and shuddered uncontrollably as the hand came closure he screamed he had never really screamed b before but he did now the hand filled him with terror and dread.

The hand swept over him and grabbed his throat choking him and began pulling him toward the pit of fire and brimstone and Zhoa let the hand take him this was what he deserved and he knew that it was the best he would ever get his flashbacks had told him that much and that was all he needed to know.

Three guesses were Zhoa went

The light at the end of the tunnel doesn't always have to mean happiness or eternal bliss