Many Lives

Ch. Death somewhere in between, Jess awoke. She lay naked on what felt like a cold, smooth floor, but when she looked around herself, she saw only black nothingness. Immediately, Jess knew she was somewhere no living human had ever been before, somewhere only those who are passing on has ever visited, and with this knowledge brought the knowledge of her own demise. It was a flashing blur to her, remembering the woman, then the screeching tires, and the impact. She saw herself flying over the pavement and knew that she had already been dead by the time her body hit that telephone pole. But why? What happened to her and why did it have to happen? And why did the goddess let it happen? Jess examined herself, feeling all over her body for cuts, scratches, or even so much as a bruise, but there were none. She seemed as fine and healthy as she had been when she had woken up this morning. She felt her face and realized that the only thing that was missing were her glasses, though she supposed that did make sense. Dead people didn't need glasses; and even as she thought it, she realized that, yes, her vision was perfect. Though there wasn't really much to look for in this black abyss, there also wasn't any bluriness in her vision. After realizing that there was nothing physically wrong with her, Jess's mind came back to the istanbul travesti accident, back to her death, and back to the woman. Who was she, and why did she let me die?
"I am not the one who killed you, girl," came a voice from behind Jess. "I am just the one who was there to witness its' happening and the one who brought you to this plain afterward. I am sorry it happened to you, though. I know all of this must be very confusing to you, but there are more important things we must discuss than the mere ending of one life. It is time I make you an offer."
Rising to her knees, Jess turned her head, her mouth falling open as she once again saw the shimmering woman. Once again, jess was speechless, the woman's golden glow lighting up this black plain as the Sun brought life and light to the Earth Jess used to live on. But her thoughts of Earth and her previous life and experiences sat far back in her mind, already slowly starting to fade away completely. By this time, Jess had already forgotten the name and faces of her parents, along with hundreds of memories from her childhood. Her first time riding a bike,her first day at school, her first date and her first kiss which topped off the end of that date.. She couldn't remember the name of her younger brother... or had she had a sister istanbul travestileri instead? She couldn't remember, and she could feel more memories disappearing from her mind, like trash being carelessly emptied into a dumpster. But none of that even mattered to Jess, she barely noticed. All she cared about right then was the woman.
"Jess," the goddess spoke softly. "Get over your circumstances and listen to what I have to say. Take care to listen well, I command it." The woman didn't say this in a cruel or uncaring way. She had a very calming way about her, every word that came from her full of truth and care, but also urgency.
Jess, hearing her words, nodded and focused her full attention on the woman, letting go of her concerns for the time being, being totally and utterly engrossed in this goddess, daring only to ask one question. "W-where are we? What is this place?"
"This is a realm in between," the woman answered, holding out her arms as if to gesture to this entire, black world. "I believe your people called it Purgatory, a place for the dead to wait before being sent on to their own personal afterlife, though that isn't precisely true. This is a plain inbetween time and space itself. No one can live here for long periods of time, it is not a place meant for travesti istanbul the living or the dead. It is just a place that exists, though it does have its uses. Sometimes we'll keep those deceased of which we haven't decided what to do with yet, and sometimes we use it as a sort of cell if needed, though it rarely is ever used in that capacity. Mostly, it is used for special cases. I could've sent you on to any old afterlife, allow you to live the remainder of eternity sitting in the clouds or down under, or perhaps sent you back into the human world as a butterfly or a dog. But I actually had a better idea for you, Jess. A proposition, you could say."
It may have been improper or impolite, but Jess used the goddess's pause to interject, unable to hold her tongue. "But why me? Why me out of anyone else? I'm no one."
"Ah, that's a fair question. And to be quite honest with you, I can't give you a full complete answer. Call it pity if you'd like, or you could say it's just me wanting a good show. Your people say in the legends of their own created gods and goddesses that they would come down from the heavens to play with mortals, whether that be devious play or well meant, your gods all have a commonality of wanting to watch their mortal subjects, and sometimes, those gods would intervene in their lives to make the show more interesting. So, in a way, you could say tha's what I'm doing here. Jess, you were destined to die this day, but I took it upon myself to offer you a different kind of afterlife, rather than the one that was destined for you. Being a goddess, I do have the power to do that."