[ WP ] You die and are greeted in the afterlife by the all knowing God ( choose one ) , ready to judge you . However , for some reason he has no recollection of you ever existing .

“ Name? ” 
 
 An imposing figure sat on a large golden throne in front of me. 
 
 “ Uh, K.. Kevin ” I stammered, “ Kevin Muh.. Mc Sweeney ” 
 
 His eyes bored into me, weighing my words, measuring my worth. 
 
 “ Kevin, is it? Let me see here. ” He riffled through a large tome with miniscule writing and I could swear I saw the text writhe and crawl over the page. 
 
 “ I don ’ t seem to have someone by that name with your description ” He measured me once more and slowly closed the book. He let his fingers trail down his beard, suddenly looking very old indeed. 
 
 “ Now that I think on it, there is something strange about your presence. ” His eyes widened with shock “ You are not one of mine ” 
 
 His large finger pointed at me, trembling. Spittle flying from his mouth as He rose from his throne. 
 
 “ Impossible ” He screamed, “ it can not be, only I have the power to grant life. Only I am GOD ” 
 
 His eyes darted up as robed figures with folded wings entered the room. They held a staff in one hand and a shield in the other, unblinking as they made a ring around us. Once in their position a young man walked in, dark skinned and sporting long tousled hair. 
 
 “ Father ” he said, bowing and raising with his fist to his chest “ I am sorry that it had to come to this but it was I who brought Kevin here. ” 
 
 The young man looked at me and smiled with what I could only describe as pride. 
 
 “ Jesus? ” God whispered. 
 
 “ I am sorry father but I could not stand by any longer. I watched as you set man against man in bloody warfare. I sat on my hands when you wiped out half of your children with disease. I even bit my tongue when you turned Nature Herself against them. But this time you have gone too far. ” 
 
 “ You ungrateful … ” God began with a snarl. 
 
 “ SILENCE ” Jesus rose his hand and all the soldiers rose their staff in unison. He looked at me and beckoned me to join him. 
 
 “ I have spent millennia trying to create life. I have dreamed of this moment since my own father let them take my life. Oh, I have failed and wept as my creations would breath life only to be extinguished a moment later. But you my beautiful son, are my first success and will be the herald to a new Genesis. ” 
 
 As he dropped his arm to embrace me, forks of lightning arced from the staff of each soldier and engulfed a weeping God. 
 
 As His ethereal body began to unravel, He called out “ Why? ” 
 
 Jesus looked at him with sadness in his eyes. He coughed and steeled himself and looked down at his father and said “ of all the travesties you have unleashed on the world, Donald Trump is just unforgivable. ” 

