Intergalactic Summit

You breathe the last breath of life.
Gently exhale or violently forced away.
In your sleep or at the end of a gun.
Death takes you in the end.

Then you wake.
Inside a room.
White walls and white doors.
Whiteness all around you.

There is nothing here.
Nothing around you.
Except for the empty.
In the center of the blank.

Infinity around you.
Absolute nothing at the center.
You walk forward.
You ask what this place is.

"There is no place" It replies.
"There is only your perception of the transition."
"You are simply because."
"No reason, no explanation."

You ask if this is the afterlife.
It tells you that there is no after.
Life is what you have become.
Death is what has transcended.

You lived your life.
You were good and evil.
Apathetic and loving.
Yet you still have not learned.

You ask what It is you should have learned.
"Everything" It replies.
You respond that you cannot learn everything.
"You are wrong."

"You were a banker at a prestigious bank."
"You lived alone."
"You never had a family."
"And yet you have not lived."

You respond rather haughtily.
You say that your life was not great.
But neither was it not living.
"You still do not understand."

"A cocoon."
"That is what you are."
You ask if It means the room.
"No. You are the cocoon."

"You have lived and died trillions of times."
This does not make sense you say.
How can one person live many lives.
"A person cannot, but the people can."

The cryptic answers slowly start to make sense.
If barely.
You ask if It is a god.
"You may know me as such."

"Others know me as Allah."
"As Zeus, Odin, The Red God, Amlish, Gilgamesh, Shiba."
"When you return, only a vague inkling."
"But I am no god. Just your guide."
Return where? you ask.

"To the cocoon."
But I thought I was the cocoon you say.
"You are"
Then where will I go?

"You are a cocoon, a chrysalis."
"You are a banker."
"You are also a Amarr monk."
So am I enlightened, you ask.

"No."
"For you are the best and worst of humanity."
"You are Tibus Heth, and you are Mittani."
You respond that you don't think you were evil or good.

"What the banker was is one small fraction."
"You were not like Heth, you are Heth."
And I am also The Mittani, you ask.
"Yes."

"You will be reborn countless times."
"Again and again until you learn."
Learn what, you ask.
"Everything."

And then what?
Will I become a god?
Am I immortal?
Why can't I remember any of this?

"After you have learned everything."
"Then, and only then, will you remember."
So I will forget this?
"For a time."

I have to be everyone?
"Yes"
Ever?
"For all existence."

An Amarr Slaver?
"Yes"
A Galente Soldier?
"Yes"
Emperor?
"Yes"
Slave?
"Yes"

"You will be the poorest wretch in Matar,
the richest soul in the Caldari State, dictators and kings,
pariahs and slaves, pilgrims and prophets, lords and whores."
"You are humanity and you are both despicable and admirable."

And what happens when I know?
"Then the next stage will begin."
Wait, so it's not over?
"Not yet."

But what now?
"Your time is near."
So it actually is over.
"You misunderstand. Listen."

You hear a wet sound.
Then a dull thump.
A pounding surrounds you.
It is comforting.

The white room fades to black.
It is completely dark.
Yet you feel safe.
And then you start sliding.

Down and down and down you go.
The light is blinding for a bit.
You finally open your eyes.
A giant is holding you.

The memories of the white room fade.
Replaced by terror of this new place.
This man in blue scrubs.
You scream.

you mean you dont mix drugs now?

I'll admit this dream was right after I had to use a combat booster to survive a fight.