Chase walks towards the stand, and then gets in line. There's one more person in front of him. A translucent ghost, actually.
"Ah, screw it. I thought it was 800k, not 900k. Guess I gotta grind a bit more. See you later, my jedi friend." Said Casper, The Friendly Ghost, before leaving the line, and giving Chase the place.
"Ah, Casper. Good to see him around... Wait, did he say Jedi?" Chase thought to himself.
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Afterlife Battle Royale
FanfictionLiving in an Asteroid floating through space, filled with familiar faces. Sounds like one heck of an afterlife, doesn't it? Well, shortly after dying, Chase found out it wasn't much fun. Due to an anarcho-royalist revolution that happened in the p...
