So this is it? This is what happens when I die?
     No Great Light? No hovering over the scene of my Death so that I can see just how it had happened not 1, was it 2, mintues ago?
This is what I, the last great prophet of this Barren Earth, thought as I was taken away to my final resting place.  And just as I, and my brothers slain before I, believed, there was no Heaven, and with no Heaven, no Hell.  I was not led up to a Pearly Gate, gaurded by an old man who was called Abraham in one book. I was not led down to a raging inferno, where a serpent, or horned man -weilding a triton- waited. I was not led to the shore where Charon waited for me, with coins in my eyes, to board and pay fee.
     It is...unexplainable, really.  In a way I became everything.  As if I had just melted into the world around me. I didn't hover around the scene of my execution, but it was as if I knew what was still happening on the material plane I had called home, I knew what has already happened, I know what will happen. I know this world doesn't have much time, I musn't take too long.
     First, before I tell the story of how and why I was executed you must know some background of the world that may very well become your own Earth. I can't say for sure if it will be YOUR Earth, but we never know, slim chance, but it has to happen to one of many. E plubirus unum, as I believe the old saying goes. I wouldn't know much about that either, such out-dated language.  Well, equality has been reached. Not the peaceful co-existence of Martin Luther King Jr., who still has his own holiday, oddly enough, but closer to the extremist views of Kurt Vonnegut's Harrison Bergeron.  Our government didn't require pretty people to wear masks and strong people to wear weights, but if one didn't meet certain requirements upon entering our Secondary School they were....'taken away' is the polite term, 'to a better place' was often added for sentiment.  Our world was divided into quarters, much like major cities were in earlier centuries.  There was no racism, there didn't have to be. There was no reason to brag, everyone was, roughly, equal.  Nobody had to argue religion or politics, some of our most intelligent citizens have been 'taken away' because they disagreed with our government.  
     And hence why the prophets were the smartest of this Earth's people.  We unlike many before us knew to keep our mouthes shut, to stay low, in hopes that one would find others, and one did find others, and others found many others, and others formed a council.  The Council of Twelve. Twelve prophets, I, Reliance, was known as the most trustworthy. Still am.
     The Foundation of this Council was a belief that we each had pondered at one time in our life.  My time, nicely enough, was once when I had passed out after being used as a guinea pig for a new drug, an illegal drug now.  And never did I know until jsut after my death what the figurative saying 'being used as a guinea pig' had meant. This vision had stuck with me ever since, it stuck with me right until I was 'taken away,' it sticks with me even now.  
     This belief will be hard to explain in words, as it always has been to anyone who hasn't experience this 'awakening' of sorts.  However, I cannot be punished further so I will try.  The theory is as such:
     The universe, or, more correctly, the universes are connected through atoms, the very, minscule, things we are constructed of.  Yes, what we have relied on for basic composition is the very thing our scientists have searched for for millenia.  We, ourselves, are making up a larger being that relies on us for structure. I am not saying that there are no other galaxies, planets, or suns in our universe, simply, they are harder to find than the...millions? we can see with the naked eye. Before anyone believes this absurd theory he should know the structure of each atom in accordance with its galaxy.
     In an atom you have a nucleus surrounded by electrons, correct?  Regardless, that is how it is here, and in the nucleus there are both protons and neutrons.  Protons and Neutrons, in no order or patern, make up the planets, suns, and moons of any solar system, while electrons make up comets, asteroids, and other various space heaps. Millions of atoms, galaxies, making up one universe, or dimension, if you prefer.  And now, the horendous idea that had the government sending every force they could to find twelve random people who had no record.
     The one thing the council protested above all else was the use of the atomic bomb as a weapon.  Avoidance of the atomic bomb had been easy the past few centuries, but with new defensive technology, it seemed mass destruction was back in style.  We Twelve had deducted that the use of the atomic bomb was not only the destruction of Two Hunderad and Fifty square miles, but also the destruction of countless atoms, and countless glaxies in those atoms, a countless cycle of destroyed galaxies.  We questioned, "What if someone on a higher dimension, galaxy were to use an atomic bomb? What would that mean for us?"  How sane it sounded to Twelve people who shared a vision, was nothing to how ludicrous it sounded to a government that was ruled by totalitarianistic officials.  The prospect opf being destroyed by a higher galaxy, dimension wasn't too appealing to people who often conducted research on age reversal. Complaceny is what it is.
     So sane a theory as that is what prompted a Gods-know-how-long man search on more than few more-than-great me---