Noxulous of Fyth

the afterlife had a portal on earth guarded by an immortal family i infiltrated as a security guard on behalf of a group of mercenaries who wanted to break into heaven, the door was in a cave, chained shut, when i and a team of 7 armed mercenaries broke in and secured the door, the leader pulled out bolt cutters and opened the door, remarking on the pitch blackness she saw beyond the doorway, moving through with me abd the rest. It was darkness for 10 seconds before emerging on the other side, in an eligiac realm of color and opulent technology, with a propoganda campaign in the form of an induction tour, talking about how the currency was the magical juice of a special fruit that grew there. I lost track of the team i entered with, after my induction ceremony they gave me a month of free time before i would need to help they produce that juice, pull my weight. I smelled a rat so to speak and asked around the growers of this special fruit, they told me that if they didnt produce for the upper class they would "molt" i asked what they meant and they pointed to someone who was visibly ||rotting|| and said "he was behind on his quota." Horrified at the sound of this magical realm just being another capitalist hellscape i asked if they knew someone acting against the system, they pointed me toward what i can only describe as a goth ninja girl who stole processed juice from the rich and consumed it to prolong her life and give her powers, i tried to talk to her but she bolted at the sight of me, and was insanely fast. Eventually i helped the lower classes enough that someone trusted with maintanence gave me a secret way into the Ruling class' VIP pavilion, where i broke in and destroyed the machine they fed the juice into to give them extraordinary power, returning the realm to equality in a flash, no more molting, no more control. Everyone was immortal again.