[ 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 .

The man-well, I should probably say dude-in front of me was frowning. He wore a [ `` Get swole, you must'' Yoda t-shirt ] ( https: //s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/564x/57/14/52/571452b31feb239113909a09a5b4beb8.jpg ), American flag Chubbies, those [ stereotypical black sunglasses ] ( https: //item5.tradesy.com/images/other-black-plastic-frame-black-lenses-sunglasses-wayfarer-like-ray-ban-13195684-2-0.jpg? width=720 & height=960 ) hanging off the front of his shirt, a Chicago Bulls snapback, and flip flops. He was tall, 6'2 would be my guess, with sandy blond hair and those [ Nash Grier blue eyes ] ( https: //s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/564x/08/6c/6f/086c6f4769c5f80cbeef6517935683f8.jpg ) that eyes popular guy seems to have. The frown looked unnatural on his tan skin, which was perfectly bronzed, as if he had spent a week on the beach. As I studied him, he spoke. 
 
 `` Well, I have no fucking clue who you are. No clue where the fuck ya came from, why the fuck you're here, any of it. You do n't exist.'' 
 
 I was speechless. I swallowed and said, `` Who are you?'' 
 
 He smiled a perfectly white smile with a straight set of teeth. `` I'm God. You see me as the perfect person, who you want to be. Now, I have to ask you the same, because if I knew, you would already be judged.'' 
 
 After a moment, I responded. `` I'm Jack Ryder. I was just killed by a black widow bite. I was hiking and there was no one around to help me.'' 
 
 He considered for a moment. Then, the verdict. `` Nope. No can do. I'm omniscient, omnipotent, all that jazz, and you are n't real. That, or you are n't from this universe, and I was n't informed of the creation of another one, much less methods of traveling back and forth from one to the other. So, see ya, would n't wan na be ya.'' 
 
 And with that, I winked out of existence.
