Death02

I made a terrible mistake.

I forgot my PPT presentation materials. When I put it in the cloud, I put the final revision on USB and left it there.

My wife was already out, so there was no one to ask.

Fortunately, the next train ticket remained, so I was able to change it. If you go home early, even though it's fast, you'll have time to freeze.

Is it a good thing that the conference presentation was the last order?

I parked my car in the parking lot of my apartment and pressed the Huddak elevator button. The elevator hanging off the top floor felt slow that day.

“Hmm · · · I don't have time. ”

I had no choice but to take the stairs. I thought it would be quicker.

You hear strange noises in your room as you remove the Huddak door lock and retrieve the USB from your computer.

“Phew · ·"

Did she leave the TV on?

“Sewing Guy · · ·”

I couldn't help but doubt my eyes.

“What, what!!! ”

On top of the bedroom, two beasts pant.

The face of a man I've never seen before and a hot running wife I've never seen before.

I intuitively realized.

It wasn't rape. It was the scene of an apparent affair.

“Hey, Yeon-hee's dad, how did you get here? ”

My wife leaned over me in a blanket in shock. Can't even show me the filthy body of an out-of-towner who's been bitten and sucked? Who the hell is your husband? Acronyms popped out without my knowledge.

“Yi, Yi! What the fuck! ”

Blood splattered to the ends of my head.

The moment I saw my helpless wife and the naked man, my boiling anger burned my mind.

Instinct flesh!

It's the first time in my life I've ever wanted to kill a person.

I'll kill you with my own hands!

I jumped into the kitchen. All I could think about was stabbing him with a knife. I grabbed the kitchen knife and walked back into the room, and something heavy hit my face.

Puck.

What is this, a stand?

The counterattack was unexpected. I thought if he had a conscience about what he said, he wouldn't be able to harm me.

I'm a conflicted husband, and he's the son of a bitch who harassed my wife. Instead, I was right.

As the iron stand below falls on my face, I lose my knife and fall. I remembered that I had never tried to slam down in school until I slammed my back into the threshold.

I had no choice but to fight.

I was just a nerd studying to die.

“How dare a little fucker stab someone! ”

Puck.

The soles of the bare man's feet trample my chest without cause.

I choked and blacked out. The amount of water in a man I've never seen runs back and forth between my legs. Why would it have caught my eye in the middle of being beaten like a dog?

“Die, motherfucker! ”

“Woo, Wonjun! ”

Pueuk

My breasts are burning.

I feel a hot liquid coming out of my shirt.

Did I get knifed?

The screams of his wife, the excitement of a man's breath.

The sound in my ears keeps getting louder and louder.

Your consciousness fades and you close your eyes.

Somehow everything is like a dream.

42 years old.

I was stabbed in the heart and died on the spot.

That too to the boss.

* * *

“Next. ”

This is the afterlife.

If you think of the dark and fuzzy atmosphere of the afterlife, it's wrong. What can I say? It's like a bank window.

If you are sitting on a soft couch with your waiting ticket, the man in the suit seems to be the Grim Reaper, but you take him inside in order.

“Jungwoo Lee, isn't Jungwoo there? ”

“Oh, yes. I'm sorry."

I looked at the TV and missed the order.

This TV, by the way, is amazing.

Earlier, I asked the person sitting next to me if it was live, and I burst into a mouthful of laughter, asking where is live in the soap opera. Turns out he and I were watching a different channel.

How amazing is it to see different videos even though you're looking at the same machine? It is a pity that this kind of thing is only in the afterlife.

“You should be as polite as possible when you go in. Lee Jung-woo.”

The Grim Reaper gives me a solemn look.

“Ah. Yes. ”

I answer him dry, and he looks up.

Oh, my God. What if I stare? Do you want to kill me?

I'm already dead.

You nod reluctantly.

It is true that the world looks a little funny after death.

I'm not naturally this mature.

As you open the huge door, you see red silk on the floor, and a giant sitting on the throne around the end of it catches your eye.

Giant. Such a giant.

The giant must be the size of my feet.

A Giant Advance Judgment Board?

I looked up at the building almost ten stories. King Hwang Ra looks down at me with a long beard.

“Be respectful. ”

Next to King Hwang Ra, he ordered me to wear the same costume as the Grand Chamberlain. I said hello to the folder. Soon, the servant opened the scroll next to him and asked me.

“Name LEE Jeong-woo. 41 years old, born in Seoul, South Korea. Are we clear?"

“Forty-two this year? ”

“This is Manna. ”

“Yes, that's right. ”

“Sit.”

“Seated?”

Suddenly there was a wooden chair behind me. It's not surprising after death. I sat on a fluffy chair.

“You have indeed been wrongfully murdered. ”

A stabbing voice.

King Salla's voice was so neutral that it was hard to tell the gender apart when she closed her eyes. It's dreamy and mysterious. It reveals itself as something other than a human being.

“Yes, it's unfair. ”

· · I've been caught wandering around for 60 days, avoiding accompaniment orders. ”

The man who appeared to be an acolyte was inconspicuous to King Hwang Ra.

What a snitch.

“It's wrong, but I understand your point of view. But what about those who are unfair? He is also your destiny. ”

The expression of King Hwang Ra makes me a little uncomfortable.

Fate.

Easy for you to say. It's like a pavement report that you can take out and use whenever it's hard to clean up what you've done.

Fate is the one who was killed at home by a man who cheated on his wife. That's a damn fate.

“What's going to happen to me? ”

“You must be judged. Observer, rate his good deed. ”

Aha, you call them watchers, not servants.

The bystander pushes his hand into the void and suddenly pulls out the scales of his arms. Superpowers? There's nothing the other side can't do.

The observer then pulled out the bag that said, "Good Deeds," and the bag that said, "Evil Deeds." What the hell is that?

The great king explained that he had noticed my curiosity.

“It is the weight of good and evil that you have done all your life. When the weight of good is heavier than evil, we will go to heaven; and when the weight of evil is heavier than good, we will go to hell. ”

“Was Heaven and Hell real? ”

“Huh! I've sent you a prophet for centuries to tell you this, and yet the infidels are still flattered! Tsk, tsk.”

Concerned the king kicked out his tongue.

Oh, my God. What do you know? I am originally an atheist.

No, technically an agnosticist.

What I didn't see was an unreliable note.

How can you believe something you've never seen before?

How many scammers are anxious in the world · · I took this opportunity to ask King Hwang Hwang what I usually want to know.

“But is heaven so big and hell so big? The number of people who have been born and died so far would be enormous. ”

“The concept of physical space is not important. It is the essence of modern physics that even the universe can be contained in tiny beads, so how could you not know that? ”

Don't say that in your traditional outfit!

I think my head is going to go crazy!

“Now, look at the weight. ”