Man Who Went To Heaven Novels & Stories

This place that is white everywhere should be Heaven, and this should be the time after he died. Gie saw himself woke up. “Where am I?” he asked as he sat up from the floor. “Hello!” The middle-aged man greeted me with a wide smile. “My name is Moore. You are now in a place you humans call ‘Heaven’.” He told him. “’Heaven’?” Gie saw himself turned blank for a moment before he laughed, as if in self-derision. “I committed a sin… two sins, yet I still went to Heaven? Hahaha!” he laughed.

But then, he wasn’t a man. He was a god and I was in heaven. I found heaven very different than what I’d expected it to be. There were no angels playing harps and singing as they floated by on clouds. I struggled to remember my early religious education. If memory served me correctly, heaven consisted of various levels. Perhaps I’d entered one that didn’t have angels in it. After all, they worked closely with the creator God. My deeds may not have been bad enough to force me into hell, but they were also surely not perfect enough to get me seated next to the creator of all. That was it. I was in one of the lower levels of heaven. It made sense. Didn’t I learn that in the lower spiritual

A ball of flame engulfed the man and burned vigorously. The man was covered in flames and screamed miserably. Finally, he fell to the ground with a plop, turned into ashes, and dispersed as the wind blew. Philip glanced at the scene coldly before his eyes fell on the short guy. He said grimly, “Why did the people of Heavenly Court enter the secular world without permission? Tell me your purpose and I might let you live.” The short guy laughed sinisterly and said, “I admit that you’re very strong, but going against the Heavenly Court is a big mistake! We have many talented people. Even if you kill the two of us today, stronger people will come after your life in the future!”

He used to persuade me to be with him but I stuck with my decision. He was such a dumbass and I don't know why I m thinking about him after my death. Thanks to me, I m in heaven because of my wise decision. Otherwise, no werewolves would go to heaven. I guessed that I was in heaven but I wasn't sure if I was there. I wanted to have a look at heaven and see who was calling my name so desperately. Wanted to have look at how heaven was. Soon my visions started to clear up and I saw someone was trying to kiss me and the most fascinating moment was when I closed my eyes again to let him kiss but...

’ I say with absolute certainty. ‘Good, if he is in heaven, then I can take you to visit him.’ Abbadon says and a smile immediately spreads on my face. ‘Really, I can enter heaven without dying?’ I ask him with wide eyes. ‘Yes you can go to heaven because you are now half celestial but when it comes to hell, only celestial beings with royal blood can go and return.’ Abbadon explains to me. ‘Oh that means I can never see hell but that is okay because I am hundred percent sure my dad is in heaven.’ I tell Abbadon and he only smiles and gives my hand a light squeeze.

Of course I'm not joking, I wouldn't have killed myself if you all folks intervened” He looked at me and scoffed, I blinked and turned away from his direction, looking for an escape route maybe through the restroom I thought. “Heaven is certainly so beautiful isn't it” He rolled his eyes on around the room as he gave off a weird cheeky smile, “Heaven isn't as pretty as I've heard though, it's horrible” I said as I looked around the room and it's weird looking artifacts. “No no no, these are my best collections. You will not call it horrible” I heard another voice say as he walked steadily into the room, he was fully dressed in a black kaftan and a veil over his head. Or was I at Jannah, I co

I love you, Gabriel. Christ, who was that? Shit, was that the man tattoed on his chest was he gay? He thought about that man. He was there, this man, he was in the corner of his mind, a bright sunny corner. Gabriel decided that he felt better thinking about this man. The man was laughing, but Gabe didn't know his name. Where was he, what surrounded him? Seats, hundreds of them, but that was all he could see in his mind's eye. Leave it for now, start looking for a way out. The best thing he found in the fridge was sixteen bottles of Peroni and food, Fucking marvellous at least he wouldn't die starving.

I can’t help but admire his simple actions as if he was also a human being and not a grim reaper who reaps the souls of the dying or an angel who fell from heaven and was punished by God for his sin. "Mary, everyone in the world has a destiny. God is living proof of love and he has given life to each one with the help of love. He also has given each one destiny and other creatures than human are not exempted." After saying that thing heaven seemed angry. There was loud thunder and lightning the reason why I suddenly jumped in shock for a moment. Yet I continued to listen to the story he was revealing. "As the angel in heaven holding the time. I have been waiting a hundred thousand years to r

" She answered. I felt his presence in her words. She was right. Maybe, this is the only way he communicates with me. He always works differently and amazingly; it might be the way. I thanked Yarrow for showing me his love for me. She asked me about heaven; How it looked like? How many angels are there? I smiled and informed her it is not for her to know as angels; we don't have the capability to go in front of him. His light-filled heaven, and we have to cover our eyes when we walk in heaven. We talked for the full night about how human life changed from children to an adult and how they died and, mix in the same ground from where he was built.

As for the 7th Heaven, there may have been a representative hidden in the crowd, but they were given no seats of honour due to the fact that it was unclaimed. “This sure brings back memories,” Ra, the one who ruled the Sun, chuckled as he watched Mane walk out of the tunnel. “Indeed. He has the bearing of the 6th Supreme,.” Brahman, the God King of the 4th Heaven, chuckled and said. “To think that even you would be here. You are famous for never leaving your home. The news of his return must have really shaken you.” Sango scoffed, mocking Brahman. “Of course. He is the Supreme. His coming is weighty for us all.” Brahman smiled lightly in reply.