Everyone had the same amount of time to plead their case to enter heaven, but to provide a level playing field, they had as long as they wanted to prepare.
Trillions of trillions had appeared here in limbo, prepared, stepped forward, and then been lifted up or dropped down. But the number of arrivals had slowed, stopped, until finally one soul remained.
I stared at him, as his details flickered over him.
"You've been here for a billion plus years? You need that long?"
"No. But I'm not playing."
Given I'd stop existing if he stepped forward, I allowed it.
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