[ 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 .

“ I don ’ t understand why you ’ re so shocked. ” 
 
 I looked at the person who had spoken to me, there vague feature less form hurting my head as I tried to comprehend it. 
 
 “ Oh, right. Sorry about that give me just a second to readjust. ” 
 
 The being reshaped itself as I watched slowly taking on the form of a middle aged man with ink stained fingers and thick rimmed wire frame glasses. 
 
 “ Now where were we? Ah yes. We ’ ll be needing your name in order to do this correctly. ” 
 
 “ I don ’ t have a name or don ’ t remember ever having one at least. ” 
 
 “ Sounds about right. most don ’ t remember anything when they first get here. ” 
 
 The man ’ s head bobbed while he spoke as if agreeing with what he said being true. 
 
 “ But I do remember things. I ’ ve done horrible things to some and good things to others. I had people who disposed me and others who worshiped me. And, and I ’ ve ben here before. I ’ ve just never made it this far. This close. ” 
 
 Instead of the curious and untrusting look I was expecting, I was instead met with one of sorrow. The man began to thumb through the ledger on his desk before pulling another one from thin air. 
 
 “ You should be here, in one of these ledgers. Somewhere. Everyone is. So just wait a little while and I ’ ll see if I can find you. ” 
 
 So I waited and I did so for an eternity with nary a soul aside from myself present before this being of power. As this happened the man would look up every now and again, the look on his face becoming more and more confused until he shut the ledger he had most recently taken out. There was no ledger to follow this one though. He had run out. 
 
 Doffing its glasses, the being cleaned them and, without looking at me, spoke. 
 
 “ Quite simply, you don ’ t exist. There is no record of you nor do I recall making you as I have done with everything that lives. But that is fine because you are here and anyone who stands before me has deserved to be here. I will not bar you from passing simply because of this anomaly. ” 
 
 I nodded and gave my thanks before walking up to the brass gates that stood behind the being. 
 
 As I had told him, these gates were not new to me nor was it my first visit to this place. I had brought others here for millennia and had always been curious as to what was on the other side of them. Now I would know.
