Well I died
Well, now where do I begin?
I had just woken up and noticed that I was no longer on the road I had been walking along. Instead, I found myself in a place that could only be described as a haven—beautiful scenery stretched in every direction. For a moment, I stood in a trance-like state, mesmerized by the view.
Then, suddenly, a memory hit me—like Truck-kun himself.
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(Flashback...)
It had been a beautiful day to be outside. The sun was shining brightly, the breeze was gentle, and I felt more alive than ever. I was simply walking along the roadside, enjoying the warmth of sunlight soaking into my skin. It filled me with energy and peace.
As I was about to cross the road, I saw a little girl chasing a ball, running from the opposite side. Suddenly, it happened—the sound of a horn. A sound too familiar to ignore.
Of course, it was him.
Truck-kun.
He was barreling down the road, heading straight for the little girl.
Being the kind of person I was, I couldn't just stand there and watch her get hurt. Without thinking, I ran. I scooped her into my arms, and just as the truck was about to hit us, I threw her out of the way.
And that... was it.
That's how I died.
And now, here I was in this place—Heaven, or at least what I thought was Heaven. A sense of peace washed over me. I was satisfied. Even if my life had ended, I had saved another. That meant something.
I was an orphan. I never really felt loved in my life. But even so, I always believed that I was born for a reason—that I had a purpose.
And now, I think I fulfilled that purpose by saving that little girl.
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Suddenly, the scene around me shifted. I was now in a white room—pure, endless, and quiet. In front of me stood a being who radiated both light within darkness and order within chaos. The only word I could use to describe this presence was…
God.
Or more specifically, the Supreme ROB—Random Omnipotent Being.
I could already tell: this was going to be fun.
The being looked directly at me and began to speak. Who else would they be talking to, anyway?
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ROB:
"Hello, my dear child... you've come a long way to be here."
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