The Minos leads me over to the judging table where he sits down. He nods at another judge (is he.... Shakespeare?) which signals for him to begin talking.
"Your life was relatively normal. However, we are still questioning whether or not the Fields of Asphodel would be the right fit. In other words, we don't know if you're middle-of-the-road enough to be there. Do you understand?"
I nod my head vigorously.
"Good. Then for now, you will be staying away from us, in Asphodel. We don't want to get to know you, if we do, we might have a biased opinion, whether it is positive or negative. Also, I will have Lord Thanatos guide you toward the fields of Asphodel."
"Okay, but who's Tha--"
A man in a black zippered sweatshirt is suddenly standing in front of me. His skin is dark, like the color of a pecan.
"You called?" He asks, plainly
"Yes. Please escort Miss Gemelo to the Fields of Asphodel." Orders Shakespeare
"My pleasure. Come along, Alice. We have much to discuss..."
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A World Beyond
Short StoryKay, y'all. So I decided to write a fanfiction since a.) I am BOOOOOORED and b.) I wanted to really talk about what happens after death (ya know, in the world of Percy Jackson). So spoiler! You know how Luke died on The Last Olympian? Well. I really...
