[ WP ] When you die , you do n't go to the afterlife of you 're religion , you go to the afterlife of the religion whose tenets you followed most closely , knowingly or not .

Liza awoke in a vast field, grass and reeds stretching on for miles underneath the rays of a warm sun. By the time she managed to struggle to her feet, a man had appeared... if it was a man. It was shaped like a human, but had dark green skin. 
 
 `` Hello!'' he said, the feathers on his hat bobbing as he spoke. `` So rare for me to see a new face around here these days! Welcome to your afterlife.'' 
 
 `` I'm dead?'' Liza had always feared death, convinced there was nothing at the end of life but oblivion. She'd feared the obliteration of her consciousness so much that she'd even made plans for her body to be cryogenically frozen after her death, on the off chance that she may be resurrected someday. But it looked like none of that had been necessary. `` So... is this heaven?'' 
 
 `` Not exactly. I am Osiris, and this is the Field of Reeds. Not many make it here anymore, but it seems you ensured that your body would be carefully preserved after you died, so here you are.'' 
 
 It was then that Liza noticed the mummification bandages wrapped around Osiris's legs. It would seem that having herself cryogenically frozen had done some good after all.
