"Heaven Keeps A Prisoner" Creepypasta

I wasn't ready when I died the first illusion does stole for me was that my body is designed to perceive the universe around me this is incorrect the primary function of your senses is to stop yourself from experience in the universe whose infinite information would otherwise overwhelm and man in you eyes that once simplified the world into finite wavelengths of colored clothes for the last time and then I saw everything he was once death to cosmic music sung by the birth of stars a communal heartbeat of the human race and the haunting pop of each collapsing universe now concealed them no longer even the distinction between senses decayed alongside my corporal prison style it was a symphony that bathed me in warmth and the heat in turn sang with such melodic iridescence I was thrall to its majesty it's impossible to measure how long I existed in such a state but by graduate degrees I learned to separate my own thoughts from the medley of existence the moment I began to comprehend my own internal voice I became aware of a second voice that was not my own 478 points hey Jason you closed that passenger pigeon room yet I told you we don't need them anymore um hi excuse me I said to the unrepentant chaos of the universe here you go let me help you with that remember what I said about the unfiltered Synthesia of my senses now imagine being struck by lightning a moment later I found myself with hands and knees to collapse under the stone floor with my new lungs raced in a marathon holy did that hurt I kinda wanted to do it again 478 points up from 3:14 last time solid performance I don't know what was harder to accept my naked new body which looked exactly like my old one but the colossal stone Cathedral I suddenly find myself within or the koala bear who sat in front of me with a clipboard he flipped another page oh that explains it the koalas said in its soothingly gruff undertone 50 points for loving someone and being loved in return that's always a nice boost and you picked up another 20 from that album you released in the 80s touch more lives and you'll know with that one you were a keeping score I'd hate to think what people got up to if we weren't lost 12 points because you stopped visiting mark when he had cancer but you got a few of those back when you played at his funeral hey Jason what's accepting your own imperfections worth we got new numbers I'm not yet he was answered by an incomprehensible shriek of an eagle man right back at ya the Koala hollered have you always been a koala I asked have you always ask stupid questions you're lucky we don't dock points for that kidding kidding sort of this way now the Koala slid the clipboard under his arm and began a brisk waddle I heard a keep pace doing my best to avoid the absolute zoo which strung the stone hallway onward up the great divergent staircase with its goats and mountain lions over the pools filled with plain otters and thrashing fish beneath the gargantuan brass dome revolving with teeming flights of birds the Koala explaining as we Wham long story short if your left front more good into the world than evil you going to end up with more points than you started your 478 points can unlock any of the rooms on this floor except for the psychic and the Prophet which are both 500 think of your choice as an investment coming back as a human will be expensive but you also have the greatest capacity to improve your score the only rule is that you pick something on the right floor for your budget what would happen if I didn't have any points or if I went below zero I hadn't been aware koalas could even grin before the small men generally you'll just keep going down it's hard to get out of the negatives once you've started so if you can't figure out how to do some good then you're forced to keep choosing worse and worse punishment rounds get far enough negative and suddenly you're looking at a demon or a vampire or the like some people actually do evil on purpose to aim for that though can you imagine no I answered honestly but I'm beginning to all the animals you see are just spirits taking their new bodies for a test drive feel free to look around and Jason what's that thing doing up there keep the politicians downstairs please the mournful shriek of an eagle somehow sounded like it I'd heard the joke far too many times the Koala sighed and he threw his paws melodramatically in the air kidding kidding God what is this a morgue I wasn't paying attention anymore though dwarf tin humbled by the immensity of the structure I turned my gaze to the top of the stairs and the small balcony which overhung the whole arena what's at the very table my god shrugged seemingly losing interest immediate I don't know no one's ever had enough points to a locked a door not for as long as I've been here how long have you did jury mixi ground floor let's go people are dying over here and it was gone leaving me adrift in the swirling profusion between death alive overwhelming disoriented I continued to climb the stairs driven as much to isolate myself as I was by curiosity pass 500 points and the crowd dissipated immensely strange alien creatures began mingling with the dwindling remaining options serife ik beings with skin of light and shadow and golden tone creatures of sublime beauty came and went as I continued to mount the lonely stairs finally reaching the balcony at the very top I turn to survey the whole mad spectacle flowing beneath me the perspective was disorienting though I had only climbed a few flights of stairs looking down it seemed like a view from an airplane window all the creatures were miniscule on their eager dance all sounds had faded in combined to do a single I'm depressing him all sounds that is except for the rapid bursts of knocking on the door behind me it wasn't like the other doors it's metallic composition seemed in perpetual motion replay Ning glistening like a pool of oil three ponderous iron bars were bolted across the frame to prevent it from opening outwards each engraving with mystic runes behind my comprehension the knocking came again rapid urgent a prisoner desperately calling for aid without wanting to alert the guards hello is someone in there a haseen sound like high-pressured steam burst into its confinement the bolts in the iron bars were beginning to slide outwards I rush back to the balcony in search of my guy but but so far below he had merged seamlessly into the throng behind me a clanging sound it made me jump the first iron bar had dropped off to the ground can anybody hear me but I was utterly alone I took a half dozen steps towards the stairs but at the clang of the second iron bar and decisively spun back and why not what was the worst that could happen now that I was already dead that sentiment did not endure through the drop into the third bar the whole door shimmered like a mirage in the desert then without motion or warning it was gone by Rosa my throne the instant I saw the creature my legs buckled beneath me and I crashed hard to my knees vomiting profusely upon the ground it wasn't food heaving again my whole body convulsed him from the swallowing pressure I released another dark torrent of blood lumps of degraded flesh and even what appear to be entire rotting organs which laboriously wriggled up my throat and out my mouth I had almost forgotten my own death for a while but it immediately became clear that I not escaped as far as I thought common the creature commanded I was powerless to refuse crying through my own skin not daring to look up again I passed through the open door seeing it once had been enough the humanoid beam was swollen to the size of a cow bloated with gas which unevenly malformed its corpulent frame open sores covered its body we've been blood and pus to stream down its nakedness so thickly that it almost seemed a garment Jaypee mortal wounds punctured its chest and belly in many places allowing clear side all the way through to its broken and uneven ribs somehow worst of all the unblemished face of a young boy stared out from the mockery of human life are you alone more alone than I've ever been I nodded still not looking up the room itself was minimal in the extreme a concrete prison cell with no comfort besides a thin bamboo floor mat not anymore it said hot fetid air blowing across my face with each word who are you I asked the final prize come sit with me be at ease my body tends so sharply then I thought I was about to vomit again I remain on my knees why would anybody want to be I stopped myself but the child simply laughed with hisarlik windchimes no one would being at the table doesn't mean the best it simply means that I have the greatest capacity to do good or evil I can create life or ended does that sound like power you'd want to have I shift my head honey Darren another glance the creature had leaned forward on its mat it's terribly perfect face mere inches for mine the boys side and lean back once more me neither which is why I remain in this place my influence is too grave and any good or evil I bring in two existences multiplied countless times if I allow that to happen then I would die with so many points that I am forced to be reborn with this same curse form so you have the power to do anything but instead you just sit here and do nothing not nothing I want to die that's the only way for me to reset to zero points and have another chance to begin again unless of course the child's face was drawing closer the stench was too far to breathe through my nose but even having the air under my mouth was enough to taste the rot you invited me in to kill you then I said it as a matter of factly as I could now wishing to cause a fan's you aren't the first he said gesturing at the wounds which scoured his body but the revulsion or weakness or cowardice each have failed so far will you be the one who show me mercy the thought of even getting close enough to harm the creature almost had me retching again I still don't understand though I said by in time if you're the supreme power here why can't you save yourself the supreme power laughter like the wind so sweet and so sad death is a supreme power and I am a servant like no other don't think I have not tried to take my own life before the act carries such significant said I simply find myself reborn in the same body here you'll need this a trembling hand reached out to me and Sobeys fingers fused at the joints I reek loaded by reflex but I felt such pity for the creature that I fought against my instincts to accept the black dagger from his grasp how do I end you through the I he begged are you sure such a dazzling smile from such a locum creature I can't imagine how much he had suffered and I'm sure I would have asked the same in his plays the cool dark metal felt righteous in my hand as I stood myself for the killing blow but some nagging doubt lingered in the back of my head but I was so mesmerized by my disgust in sympathy then I could think of no other course won't you at least close your eyes I asked his smile widened unnaturally sulfur the child's face I've been looking forward to this moment for as long as I can remember I'm not going to miss a moment worried that any hesitation would steal my resolve I took the dagger in both hands and I plunged it deep the I did not close even as the blade slipped through it it cuts so easily that I felt no resistance until the very hill was embedded in the boy's face the smile faltered for the briefest instant before returning then grimacing again as though fluttering in between agony and ecstasy the massive body trembled but I didn't relinquish my grip until its last spasm over bounced monstrosity I scrambled to get out of the way I was a toppled face Verde's towards me slamming against a ground and further popping the dagger within its skull crowds parted around me as I returned on the staircase cause and talons pointed at me with undistinguished fascination whispers and murmurs from the multifarious assembly swelled and faded like the ocean waves I think I'd like to come back as a cat I told the Koala when I thought him again it was easy enough to locate standing out in the open seemingly paralyzed by shock cats seem to have things figured out Jaison Mick see anyone the Koala shouted in a hoarse strained voice from the corner of his mouth not taking his eyes off you for a moment what is this did I do something wrong and I'll land a nearby its head cocking from side to side to get a better look at me hey Mick see the Koala said still without turning how many points do you get for killing God you have a number for that somewhere I swallowed hard but I couldn't get rid of the dry lump in my throat you're sure I didn't lose points he stared dumbly at his clipboard considering what he would have done if you had him yeah I'll say that acts of mercy are on here your way in the positive my man I'm not going to become the thing am I not yet you came here with 478 so that's what you're going back with but man you've got so many now that unless I can spend them all next life right what unless I bring so much evil into the world that I break even that's what you're saying right the Koala the topless lead of the aisle who fluffed its waste to something resembling a shrug I'd better do human again then I said I don't care what I have to do I'm not going to live as a monster you're not serious are you the Koala whispered do you have any idea what you'd have to do I kill God didn't I who knows what I'm capable of now that I'm back alive I suppose I'm going to find out

Channel: Mr. Creeps

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Length: 17min 0sec (1020 seconds)

Published: Sun Jan 14 2018