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Oblivion
Oblivion
Oblivion
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A long time ago, Diotitus was a Greek god. At least for about a month until his worshiper-base of eight converted. Now, Diotitus lives in an apartment in the afterlife of the generally unsaved. One neighbor is the enigmatic Brangot, and another neighbor is the vivacious Tif Brown. Unfortunately, Tif has completely given up and is now a Drooler. But at the moment conscious thought left her mind, she had a burst of insight that is now the most sought after piece of information. Many gods from many afterworlds want to know the full scope of Tif's thought, and they expect Diotitus and Brangot to find out.

LanguageEnglish
PublisherStephen Cote
Release dateNov 8, 2011
ISBN9781466038073
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Stephen Cote

I am a software and security architect and manager. I enjoy writing hard and whimsical science fiction, adult fantasy, and poetry. As an early advocate of Creative Commons licensing, many of my short stories and poems have been available online since 1996.If you would like to learn more about my writing, open source projects, please contact me at sw.cote@gmail.com.

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    Oblivion - Stephen Cote

    Oblivion

    Stephen W. Cote

    Copyright Stephen W. Cote 2003

    Published at Smashwords

    First published by Inkblot Books, 2004.

    Smashwords Edition, License Notes

    Thank you for downloading this free ebook. Although this is a free book, it remains the copyrighted property of the author, and may not be reproduced, copied and distributed for commercial or non-commercial purposes. If you enjoyed this book, please encourage your friends to download their own copy at Smashwords.com, where they can also discover other works by this author. Thank you for your support.

    About the Author

    Hello and thank you for reading. My name is Stephen W. Cote. I am a Software Engineer and Consultant, a United States Marine, a martial artist, and an author. You can find more information about my early creative writing and ongoing open source projects on whitefrost.com. I enjoy writing hard and whimsical science fiction, adult fantasy, and poetry. As an early advocate of Creative Commons licensing, many of my short stories and poems have been available online since 1996.

    If you enjoy this story, or my other free stories, you may also be interested in my short story collections available on Smashwords, including Nothing Like Heaven.

    If you would like to learn more about my writing, open source projects such as the Hemi JavaScript Framework, or inquire about unpublished manuscripts and shorts, please contact me at whitefrost.com.

    Thank you for taking the time to read my work and I hope you enjoy it.

    Part 1: Nothing Like Heaven

    They were new. It showed. The youthful men strode in merriment, following an athletic trail that meandered through a park, skirting the edge of the Myrrh Desert. Newcomers were attracted to the desert by the magnificent color of the silty, reddish-gray sand. It was the only natural feature radiating color for as far as one could see. The single faint color was amplified by the molten blackness of the adjacent Obsidian Sea. The landscape cast its own eerie luminescence and no light shone from the pitch-black and starless sky. At the edge of the Myrrh Desert, the reality of all newcomers’ situation settled in when they checked their tour map and correctly identified their location. More specifically, the newcomers discovered why the sand had color. The sand was gray and the color bled from afterworld two hundred ninety nine, Human Christian Hell.

    The effect had more meaning to Human Christians than anyone else. No matter the response, the newcomers were bound to notice another unnerving sight: the firm grip of senility engrossing the abandoned stares of most people lounging in the park. In the moment when a newcomer first witnesses those near-lifeless souls, particularly one of their own species, the germ of their destiny begins to fester. Ultimately, the newcomers realize they are looking upon themselves many years hence, when they have resigned to live an eternal afterlife without conscious thought and mental faculty.

    Droolers, a passerby explained to the slack-jawed and awestruck newcomers. After you’ve been stuck in a Ghost Box, captured in a spirit battery, visited a few of the afterworlds where you only see the world in black-and-white and can never stay, tried to kill yourself, overfed every vice you crave and in sheer boredom sought those vices you always thought were beyond your interest, you’ll find your way here. The passerby nodded knowingly and looked upon a Drooler with a resigned and emotionally stunted expression. One day you will give up completely. You will realize there is no where else to go and nothing else to do, and then you will plant yourself on one of these benches and start to drool.

    A newcomer waved his

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