It was the last day that life would exist on the planet Earth. It was time for the reckoning of the human race. It was the Judgment Day.
For the most part, things went just as planned. God brought the first death—that of the body—down upon all of His children. Many of their souls ascended to Heaven, to spend eternity with Him. A great number of souls also descended down into the depths of Hell, to spend an eternity of torment with the Betrayer, souls never knowing the greatness of God.
Except, there was a problem.
One, big problem.
When God eliminated life, everything either went to Heaven, or to Hell, except for one soul. This soul was so neutral that it required a personal judgment by both Satan and God.
Upon agreeing to meet with each other to judge this neutral soul, they both realized why it did not go to Heaven or Hell.
For the soul that they looked upon in judgment was Death.
Death smiled at the Lords of Heaven and Hell, letting out a hair-raising cackle, advancing toward the two, scythe raised.
“There comes a time when all must face Death.”