It was nothing like Toko had imagined.
Not a figure of mystery waiting at a realm after his demise, nor a divine judgement tidying their scales of sins and virtues.A mere silent black void is what was presented in front of him.
A confused Toko who had an awful sharp feeling of impalement in his chest.
"Oh god! Hurts as hell! What happened…? I don't remember what even happened?"
His ears still had some senses as it could hear murmurs of people, he couldn't comprehend the words exactly nor was he now able to remember the reason for his death but he was sure he was indeed no longer alive. He couldn't muster a single muscle, his body simply refused to obey him.
The sounds of footsteps and murmurs dimmed within the blackness which now an endless ocean of solitude.
"Is this it all ends? Just… nothing?"
Sealing his eyes, reliving fragments of the past's memories until.
Then is abruptly woken up by his own body…