"Welcome to the Afterlife, Rey Reed Smith." I heard the female voice once again.
 
 
 Deliberately, I began to open my eyes. At first, it was blurred. Everybody in the room is looking like a double luminary in my eyes. My head is banging badly. Not only that, I discovered that I was dangling upside beneath. My leg was attached to the awning while my head was shaking around. Before I could discern what was going on, I felt two heavy punches land on my abdomen, which prompted me to vomit blood. My eyes snapped open instantly and my vision became clear. 
 
 There is a young blonde lady in front of me. She was wearing a black crust with red leggings, which made her look like the pliers she was holding. Nope, let me call her Airtel sim. Behind

Deliberately, I unwrapped my eyes. At first, it was obscured, but I yanked them open as I felt something cold touching my body. Standing in front of me is Lucifer's bitch, who looks like a plier with a formidable smile on her face. 
 
 Besides her stood General Zod, while the three other hefty beings stood behind him, and one of them was holding a bucket, which I guessed contained the remaining water.
 
 "I can't believe you blackout due to a single punch," General Zod taunted. "Perhaps, you are far more sluggish than I thought."
 
 I growled at him, and I could feel anger rising in my veins. "You and your dogs cheated, especially her," I said my gaze now on Esther.

As it was inscribed in the holy book, it was given for a man to die once, and after that death, it is judgement. But for me, Rey Reed, it is different. If my guess is right, this will be the third time I have visited the land of the dead. The first time was when I escaped from the tar pit. I can't remember how long I lost consciousness, but when I woke up. I only opened my eyes in hell. 
 
 The second is the collision when Ryan and his soldiers were chasing us. I visited my dad, who told me I had yet to accomplish my mission. I was sent back to earth, only to be welcomed back by my worst nightmare again. This is the third time, and I doubt my chance to wake up again. I was indeed a dummy. My dad is right when he said love is a sin, and my emotions will only lead me to an earlier grave. I continue my journey on a lonely

"Welcome to the Afterlife, Rey Reed Smith." I heard the female voice once again.
 
 
 Deliberately, I began to open my eyes. At first, it was blurred. Everybody in the room is looking like a double luminary in my eyes. My head is banging badly. Not only that, I discovered that I was dangling upside beneath. My leg was attached to the awning while my head was shaking around. Before I could discern what was going on, I felt two heavy punches land on my abdomen, which prompted me to vomit blood. My eyes snapped open instantly and my vision became clear. 
 
 There is a young blonde lady in front of me. She was wearing a black crust with red leggings, which made her look like the pliers she was holding. Nope, let me call her Airtel sim. Behind her stood three other well-built and hefty beings. They were cladded in long trousers and costum

Afterlife, part 2 [the tortured