User:FiacZid

Hello. Today I am here to tell you a story.

There was once a man. He was very religious.

The bad thing about these things is that you never know if you're right or wrong until you die, and when you die, you can't tell people what is the right thing to believe in.

This man made a mistake of choosing his religion.

He believed in Taoism.

He soon died when he had a heart attack. He died at about 85-89 years old.

When he died, he ended up in Heaven. He went to judgement when he realized that Hinduism was right.

He was sent back to Earth back as a human but suffered many things such as beatings, rape and plain torture.

He died in this life by being beaten to death.

This time he got reincarnated again...

This time he was buried.

Alive.

Trapped in his coffin waiting to die from what got to him first: hunger, thirst or just the cold.

He saw a figure. Then another. Then another. 3 figures stood over him. They were the 3 pure ones.

He had been betrayed by his own gods.

And then he saw 2 spirits.

The first spirit was him in old age. The second was him after he had been beaten to death.