"Eyes open to the sight of reality.

I wake up to the light of holy.

Dress myself and work the fields.

Return home to my warm family.

Eyes opened to the sight of beasts.

I woke up to the night of feast.

Pissed myself and ran away.

Cries of kids made legs sway.

Eyes opened to fight reality.

I woke up to the darkness of futility.

West I headed and hid in the fields.

Returned to no home, to no family.

Wandered into a big city.

Begged the rich for some pity.

Fought the beggers to be fed.

Lied and snitched to see a bed.

Dived dungeons and killed undead.

Meaningless life no path ahead.

A light came through to be led.

She smiled and said I would be wed.

Love and happiness filled my life.

Then I got stabbed by would-be wife.

I cried and asked why she lied.

Laughed and snickered she was sly.

She dragged me down to the basement.

Onto an altar like a gift to be sent.

Screams and cries filled the room.

She grinned and said I must repent.

Blood flowed down the red altar.

My sight blurred and tears dried.

'I was decieved! I was lied!'

My eyes closed and then I died."

-Jack The Farmer.

Note: This message was recorded 834 years ago in the afterlife, Jack The Farmer was eventually sent to hell for lying and killing.

Comment: The Afterlife system is flawed I said, FLAWED!