In a world where might truly makes right?

In a world haunted by an unending blight?

In a world where it may never be bright?

In a world threatened by eternal night?

My Light

There I was, slinging around the bold blue waves

Getting deeper into Poseidon's mighty ocean graves

Woke up with a physique like those of old slaves

Finally realized - throw any man into any sea, and it can be seen that his air saves he

My own blood I definitely breathed, lungs feeling like moisty deep caves, my own insides felt like they were being seethed

But for a brief moment, I saw the light at the of the tunnel

The coastline wasn't so far away, I saw through a thin wave's runnel

God, my heart could burst at any fucking moment, I thought while aggressively swimming

Even adrenaline couldn't stop the pain's enrollment, I ranted as my lungs were brimming

I looked like a damn alien I'll say, head all red and body all blue

I knew I hated swimming, it was clear as day, no idea why I chose this of all things, but hey I'm stupid, what's new?

So while I complain and fight, I finally get closer to the grace of the light

Maybe I'm just hallucinating while dying, it was far, far too bright

This was no normal beach, I realized

It was glowing in all colors, I felt truly mesmerized

But there was no time for thinking about lightshows

Although this whole operation is already among the top shit-shows

Man, I wish the pain could be pictured as well as the glowing beach could be

It's far worse than what'd be thought, but this experience being described with words is just something I cannot see

Anyways, I finally felt the little grains of sand flying across my face

And sure enough, I was at last done with this nightmarish aquatic chase...

Description

There are two main regions - the Ocean and the Beach of Isles.

When arriving, the person will be thrown into the Ocean in a weakened version of their normal state in their previous life. However, the worse the person was morally in their previous life, the lower their karma, the weaker the version of themselves they will arrive as be. Though, the younger the person is, the closer they will be to the Beach of Isles when they arrive in the Ocean. The person will have to actively fight for their life to get to the Beach of Isles. Although, aging is halted and death is impossible in both regions. This also means that staying in the Ocean will only serve as torment, as the person gets thrown around by waves, causing many injuries over time.

The Ocean is a large ocean that behaves somewhat similarly to those in the Frontrooms, though with a few exceptions. The Ocean has unnaturally tall waves that fling the person to other waves in order to hurt them. The Ocean will also actively push the person up to its surface, letting the waves continue to fling them, making sinking impossible. The Ocean surrounds the Beach of Isles and is infinite in all directions. It is also infinite in depth and has no form of life inside it.

The Beach of Isles

The Beach itself appears as a normal large beach from far away, just like those in the Frontrooms. It is 1 meter thick and it hovers on top of the ocean's surface. However, when getting closer, it will start glowing white then. Getting even closer will cause it to change from bright white to mild glows of every color in the visible part of the spectrum, slowly transitioning from one color to another.

The beach has three grassy paths - the right leads to the Isle of Ones, the middle leads to the Isle of Twos, and the left leads to the Isle of Threes.

The Isle of Ones

Unfortunate souls that lost their life below the age of ten.

A legion of monsters, hunting down every last trace of life

All because of man's constant thirst for strife

Escalating violence becomes the norm as it gets even more rife

Still, over the horizon awaits Death's karmic scythe

When greed goes beyond thin golden coins and little papers of green

Is when the madman's image appears at the top of the screen

The Isle of Ones lets the young human mind free of its misery. Boundless childish curiosity and joy. A place where the young's utopian world view will never disappear, where those who've already lost it gain it back forever. A place free of any outside intervention. The true power of the brain. Look at the infinite abyss of imagination. Look at what the kids have made. All the many billions of them. When collective consciousness stems from cooperation, from trust, from fun. On the Isle of Ones, all of the previously dead little brains work together to innovate and create new technology for everyone.

The Isle of Ones consists of two areas - the Isle itself and the Abyss.

The Isle is a large, flat circular grassy area connected to the beach via a small path of grass. The area is made of dirt and is 1 meter thick just like the Beach. It has all the space and supplies needed for all people on it to live well, spawning more supplies and growing larger when more people arrive. It is surrounded by a forcefield that only blocks seawater, to prevent the tall waves from splashing the Isle, while still allowing everything else to pass through.

The Abyss is an abstract infinite void-based realm that allows people to physically manifest objects or phenomena they know of inside of it. It is where the young of the Isle of Ones innovate, using all knowledge in their hands to discover new things and obtain further knowledge. Entering a black door to the right of the entrance to the Isle will send one there. To exit, simply manifest another black door inside the abyss and enter it.

The Isle of Twos

From ten to ninety nine, here come all the souls of the twos after their demise.

When humanity holds itself hostage, is when the madness flies

Watch the fires rain down when they're all trapped in ties

So little men puppeteering the world while the planet dies

Let no prayers muffle the masses' rage-filled cries

Stare at the nearly dead sunset, so blackened by the greedy's factory smoke

What kind of madman could have possibly started such a sick joke?

The Isle of Twos is the sanctuary that all the tired threes have dreamed of. Finally getting to rest from the tragic nature of the human mind. The overwhelming thought of just existing, gone for good. Lay down upon the grass, letting go of all thoughts. Rest in peace, these Isles are the graveyards after all. Not ones of large stones and long wooden boxes, ones of flat grasslands and tall ocean waves. On the Isle of Twos, the majority of the previously dead now live, free of the excruciating pain of just being, in the utopian land at last.

The Isle of Twos is the largest of the three Isles, as it has to store far more people. It functions as both the Isle and Abyss from the Isle of Twos, physically appearing as the Isle, but still allowing people to manifest objects or phenomena inside it.

The Isle of Threes

Those who lasted a century and beyond, withstanding all the stains of time.

Walk along the grounds that borne the madman's wrath

Charred wastelands are all that can be seen when deviating from the path

Tortured souls are all that can be heard, rising from this flat floor of dried up blood-baths

The sound of Death, tightly gripping his long snath

Now leave the madman to be devastated by his fate

For getting a chance of redemption is now far too late

The Isle of Threes is a quiet haven for the old that stood the test of time. In the Isle of Threes, entropy dominates at last. A slow paced realm where life is slowest and most efficient. Let those who were ravaged by time finally let go, allowing the fire raging inside to be finally extinguished.

The Isle of Threes is the smallest of the three Isles, as it has the smallest amount of people to store. It works just like the Isle of Twos - allowing people on it to manifest objects and phenomena they know of into it.

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Feel the eyes of the threes peacefully fall shut. Hibernate for how long they wish, they will.

Observe the vast population of the twos rest & thrive in their newfound heavens.

Let the peaceful and innovative world of the ones linger in your mind.

All of them now oblivious to the madman's history.

All thanks to The Light, madman.

My Night

One final push, and I faceplant into the sand

Slowly crawl along the beach until I reach my designated land

I now know what I came here for, the grandest grave of all human souls

An eternal sanctuary for when life is no more, the greatest achievement of all human goals

So then I go on and gather up the power to get back on my feet

And the Isle of Twos I come to greet

Dozens of billions of people, all people just like me

Such a large amount of people was a truly magnificent sight to see

A nearly infinite amount of things I saw

I looked at what was just about every object in existence with tremendous awe

Then at least a thousand people I come to meet

Welcoming me in various languages probably, I believe telling me to follow them and take a seat

And while I walk and while they talk and while more people gather up to this flock

An unnerving feeling begins to stalk...