Darkness.
Light was blinding.
And Darkness only blinded him to...
his Reality.
Am I asleep?
Dead?
Does it matter...
no, no, no, no, please, no, no, please, please, please, oh god, please! nononononono... WAKE UP... DIB!! PLEASE!...please... no-
Swirl.
"Zim.."
"Dib..." A smile. Just what he wanted to see.
Swirls...
"There's a chance."
"There's always a chance... Is this our final ring?"
Lapse.
A lapse in judgment.
Of reality.
It slipped underneath him, over him, away, away, away.
He fell to the ground, his pupils dilated, bloody.
I'll save you.
Everything he worked for, everything he had... Zim... Mariko..
Gone.
Swirl.
"You were already supposed to be dead, and I trust you already figured out, you're not a Membrane. I only called you that for good faith."
"Cruel of you!" One of the three Judges called out. They all sat in the very back, looming, but kind, just.
"No! Necessary."
"There's nothing necessary about cruelty. He's had enough!" Another one called. It ignored them.
"Dib, understand... you were meant for so much more."
"...Than this." Everything always comes out in the wash...
Dib was wind-swept. Like a soul without a name.
"Who are you... what are you.." His eyes lowered into a glare, his voice terse, heated... lonely.
"I am Hades, but of course." ...Right?
"Where's.."
"God?" 'It'... Hades spoke derisively.
"Yes." Dib seemed lost of all hope.
"Too late to ask that... you are free. Free of everything."
Snap!
"Who would know? Such a good person would have this happen to him."
"I would know." Hades said, as indefinitely it stood, because they all knew this.
Dib stood, and soon his thoughts froze.
Then Swirled.
"Aeacus, Minos, Rhadamanthys, all of you have served your purpose. Go now, others await you."
Ghostly shadows. Gone.
"I can be fair too, kind. And what's in a name, really? It doesn't bond you to your soul. Names merely attempt to give meaning. Who knows what reality really is, I ask you. What anything is."
Violent streaks of light.
Swiiiiiiirllllssssssssssssssssss...