Chapter 2: The Universe After Death Part-1

Everything that Jonathan can only see in his vision was pitch black. Jonathan never had felt so confused and terrified ever.
He tries turning his head, but something was wrong. He can get a small sense that his head was turning, but it felt like every muscle in his head and body were completely numb. All that Jonathan can remember was that there was a quick, but painful blast of heat and a blinding flash of light. That's all that Jonathan can remember, he wasn't even able to think of anything else, as though his mind was immobilized in some sort of loss of free will.

Suddenly, small sensations were starting, as though he was gaining some muscle sensations back. Jonathan's body felt different,
It felt like an entirely different body. he can feel that he has a different nose, a different shape of a body. Sensations of sickness, hunger and flushness went through Jonathan's body. Vision was coming back to Him. But when he was able to see clearly, Jonathan now wished he had no vision. Countless numbers of different people were moaning and weeping in tears with their thick milky eyes which seemed like the worst conditions of cataract. The Bodies of the people were far worse. Their physique were as those of third world refugees suffering from famine. The texture of these peoples skins were as those of a mummified corpses.

"Where am I..." He thought to him self. All that Jonathan can say verbally were moans and grunts. He was tortured over the thought that this was his afterlife. "What did I do to deserve this?" He thought to him self. Jonathan tried to scream as hard as he can to get some sort of sense that this was some sort of a bad dream, or what the mind is conjuring up in a coma he tried to thought. All that came out were moans. The realm was fogged by clouds of ash and smoke. The realm seemed like it was twilight every passing hour he went through, no change in this dim world. This state became worse when a year past. After living in this state for a year, he almost lost all hope. Suddenly, the people around him trembled when a thunderous sound pierced the air with a glaring pillar of light illuminated in front of him and the people around him. A bald headed figure with clean cloths of white and purple linen and soft healthy skin which the color resembled of brass. This figure was a male, who's face was as calm as the moon, but the expression of kindness was as radiant as the sun. This radiant man gently gave out his left hand to Jonathan and said to him with a clear voice, "You have been wrongfully Judged. I'm here to take you were you rightfully belong."

Overwhelmed, Jonathan Took his hand and his mummified like body replenished into a great figure with silver hair. Jonathan and this strange radiant figure vanished from this world and traveled through this worm hole full of glowing nebula-like clouds.

The destination that they will be going will be in Part-2 of Chapter 2.