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On a private property on the out skirts of Boston MA, in a beautiful royal purple manor, with ash colored trimming, in the master bedroom on a regal, queen sized, mahogany bed, lays an old man with long grey and black hair, onyx eyes, and a scruffy blackish goatee on his death bed. Everett R Kenith is his name. He has a tall height of 6' 8" and a strong physic of 200 pounds he is lean not to bulky, more like he has a swimmers body, but with one look you can tell even though he is dying he could still put up one hell of a fight if he needed.
Everett: sigh I wish you were here darling but I guess you were just destined to pass before me... soon, soon I shall be with you.
*knock knock* comes from the bedroom door
Everett: Enter *cough cough*
*click* as the door opens in walks a middle aged man of about 6'2" with jet black hair and piercing blue eyes and two teenage girls of about 5'10" with long black hair and bluish green eyes.
Everett: Zayne my boy how are you I see you *cough* brought my princesses with you * cough cough* and how are my beautiful gran baby's Layla and Rinna today. He says with much effort as he sits up as best he can.
Zayne: Dad stay laying don't exert yourself so much you know what the doctor said. He hurriedly said as he ran over and slowly helped him back down.
Everett: Ah damn Doctors I hated em when I was young and I don't like them now, Besides no amount of rest will save me now I know my body and my time is near. he says looking out the window with a rather melancholic look on his face.
Layla: Papa plz don't say such things. the older twin says with a rather sad look on her face
Rinna: Gramps ik I've always been a trouble maker but plz plz don't leave us I.. I.. I don't want you to go. says the younger of the twins on the brink of tears
Everett: my girls ik you may not wanna hear this *cough cough* but I need to say this I have watched you and your cousin grow in to fine young adults * hah hah* and have decided to leave my fortune and property to you kids and my company to your father *cough cough* and aunt and Rinna never Ever think this is your fault somehow *cough cough* I fought hard and lived 5 years longer than they said I would be able and I fought hard but cancer had beaten me down I can't fight anymore *hah hah* I just wanna see your grandmother I wanna not be in pain anymore ik its selfish but even if I did fight anymore I think *cough cough* id lose.
Zayne: Father plz stop I.. I.. he says with a choked voice
Everett: ik but its the way of life my son its my time and my old friend the reaper is waiting *hah hah hah* *cough cough cough* I was able to finish the project but you will have to act fast the rich wont like it one bit can you do this last wish for your old man
Zayne: yes father of course
Everett: *sigh* good thank you tell your sister I love her and im sorry I couldn't hold on in time to see her and tell little Everett I love him dearly and never forget to take care of each other all of you *COUGH COUGH HACK SPAT* he coughs violently spitting up a little blood as his eyes get heavy and his breath gets shallow leaving a grieving son and grand daughters there crying and just as his eyes closed his daughter and grand son come running in the room with just enough time for him to slowly look at them as his eyes were just about to shut and say in a very quiet voice
Everett: I love you all so please don't cry for me being gone * hah hah* smile because I can see my beloved and other loved ones again
on that day an american hero passed a soldier a scientist a husband a father a grandfather and a kind soul a man who pushed and suffered five extra years just to complete two things a cure for cancer and a cure for Alzheimer's the disease that claimed him and the disease that claimed his wife he was hailed a hero even more and his name was passed on in history books for century's
in a huge white void lays Everett and he stirs and wakes he looks around wondering were in the
hell he was and man did he hope it wasn't hell
???: No my child this is not hell this is how you say purgatory tho there is a lot different after you die then human kind believes.
Everett: who?! he says as he spins around and sees a being of light and dark of the stars and the sky constantly changing it made his head hurt to attempt to focus on this this thing
???: do not be alarmed my child i am as your world called me God or Allah or many other names you may call me as you wish
Everett: so God you said we humans had it all wrong so what we have wrong
God: well there is no life after death except another life
Everett: ......WHAAAAAAT???!!!
