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Vegeta: There is one thing I'd like to know. Tell me, will I meet that clown Kakarot in the Other World?
Piccolo: I'm not going to lie to you, Vegeta, although the answer may be difficult for you to hear. This is the truth: Goku devoted his life to protecting the lives of others. Because of his selflessness, when he died, he was allowed to keep his body and travel to King Kai's planet. You, on the other hand, have spent your life in pursuit of your own selfish desires. You've caused too much pain. When you die, you will not receive the same reward.
Vegeta: ...Oh, well. So be it.
Piccolo: I'm not going to lie to you, Vegeta, although the answer may be difficult for you to hear. This is the truth: Goku devoted his life to protecting the lives of others. Because of his selflessness, when he died, he was allowed to keep his body and travel to King Kai's planet. You, on the other hand, have spent your life in pursuit of your own selfish desires. You've caused too much pain. When you die, you will not receive the same reward.
Vegeta: ...Oh, well. So be it.
"If you can't go on... then we'll die here together!"
— Sango, Inuyasha
Fan Works
"Let's meet again when I die, I don't mind if it's in heaven or hell. As long as I end up with you."
— Levi, Dear Marina
"There are no maps of this place because it writhes out from under itself, thermal vents spewing and kicking and sliding. There are no legends or lore of the fish here, monstrous armored things that sometimes surface through sopor, because they are bigger and stronger and speedier than any troll who would seek them. And those were rare because under the waves and in the stars, there were more important things less bleak and breaking along the surface.
It's a horrible place, hot and cold and endless pressure squeezing in so hard it cracks ribs with a careless breath —a mistake you make every time, forgetting what's already automatic— and it's so dark. Dark enough, if you turn too quickly, or don't mind your bearings, you'll lose the path back to the sky. Horrible.
And that's where you go, because that's where you'll find her."
It's a horrible place, hot and cold and endless pressure squeezing in so hard it cracks ribs with a careless breath —a mistake you make every time, forgetting what's already automatic— and it's so dark. Dark enough, if you turn too quickly, or don't mind your bearings, you'll lose the path back to the sky. Horrible.
And that's where you go, because that's where you'll find her."
"I... I'm afraid that if I become attached to you, I'll lose you," Asuka admits, her voice trembling at it.
"I would not fear that Asuka, for I promise you I shall always return to you," Shinji reassures her.
"You can't promise that. No one can promise that," she says morosely.
"Remember that one of the selling points of Chaos is no angst and crap. I can promise you this Asuka that I will return from anything if it is to be back with you. If you should find my body broken and dead, then to whatever hell my soul travels I will find my way back to you," Shinji tells her.
"What if you end up in heaven?" She asks, tears starting to slide down her cheeks.
Turning his head to face her, he smiles and says, "No matter the surface trappings, any heaven would be a hell without you."
"I would not fear that Asuka, for I promise you I shall always return to you," Shinji reassures her.
"You can't promise that. No one can promise that," she says morosely.
"Remember that one of the selling points of Chaos is no angst and crap. I can promise you this Asuka that I will return from anything if it is to be back with you. If you should find my body broken and dead, then to whatever hell my soul travels I will find my way back to you," Shinji tells her.
"What if you end up in heaven?" She asks, tears starting to slide down her cheeks.
Turning his head to face her, he smiles and says, "No matter the surface trappings, any heaven would be a hell without you."
Film — Live-Action
Liz Sherman: In the dark, I heard your voice. What did you say?
Hellboy: I said, "Hey, you, on the other side - let her go. Because for her... For her I will cross over. And then you'll be sorry."
Hellboy: I said, "Hey, you, on the other side - let her go. Because for her... For her I will cross over. And then you'll be sorry."
"Let this hell be our heaven."
— Chris, What Dreams May Come
Literature
Zhang Beihai: Children, let me do this.
Dongfang Yanxu: You mean, 'If I don't go to hell, who will'? Is that it?
Zhang Beihai: From the moment I became a soldier, I was prepared to go there if necessary.
Dongfang Yanxu: Let's go together. Let me in. I'll go to hell with you!
Dongfang Yanxu: You mean, 'If I don't go to hell, who will'? Is that it?
Zhang Beihai: From the moment I became a soldier, I was prepared to go there if necessary.
Dongfang Yanxu: Let's go together. Let me in. I'll go to hell with you!
"To one thing I have made up my mind: if we find out that Mina must be a vampire in the end, then she shall not go into that unknown and terrible land alone."
— Jonathan Harker, Dracula
"Idiot. Do you think I would be separated from you in this life or the next, brother? The boredom would destroy me."
— Keje Fris-Ar, Maelstrom
"...Ivan [Karamazov] is the inarnation of the refusal to be the only one saved. He throws in his lot with the damned and, for their sake, rejects eternity. If he had faith, he could, in fact, be saved, but others would be damned and suffering would continue. There is no possible salvation for the man who feels real compassion. Ivan will continue to put God in the wrong by doubly rejecting faith as he would reject injustice and privilege."
— Albert Camus discussing Ivan Karamazov in his book, The Rebel
Oisin: Put the staff in my hands; for I go to the Fenians, O cleric, to chaunt
The war-songs that roused them of old; they will rise, making clouds with their Breath,
Innumerable, singing, exultant; the clay underneath them shall pant,
And demons be broken in pieces, and trampled beneath them in death.
And demons afraid in their darkness; deep horror of eyes and of wings,
Afraid, their ears on the earth laid, shall listen and rise up and weep;
Hearing the shaking of shields and the quiver of stretched bowstrings,
Hearing Hell loud with a murmur, as shouting and mocking we sweep.
We will tear out the flaming stones, and batter the gateway of brass
And enter, and none sayeth ‘No' when there enters the strongly armed guest;
Make clean as a broom cleans, and march on as oxen move over young grass;
Then feast, making converse of wars, and of old wounds, and turn to our rest.
S. Patrick: On the flaming stones, without refuge, the limbs of the Fenians are tost;
None war on the masters of Hell, who could break up the world in their rage;
But kneel and wear out the flags and pray for your soul that is lost
Through the demon love of its youth and its godless and passionate age.
Oisin: Ah me! to be Shaken with coughing and broken with old age and pain,
Without laughter, a show unto children, alone with remembrance and fear;
All emptied of purple hours as a beggar's cloak in the rain,
As a hay-cock out on the flood, or a wolf sucked under a weir.
It were sad to gaze on the blessed and no man I loved of old there;
I throw down the chain of small stones! when life in my body has ceased,
I will go to Caoilte, and Conan, and Bran, Sceolan, Lomair,
And dwell in the house of the Fenians, be they in flames or at feast.
The war-songs that roused them of old; they will rise, making clouds with their Breath,
Innumerable, singing, exultant; the clay underneath them shall pant,
And demons be broken in pieces, and trampled beneath them in death.
And demons afraid in their darkness; deep horror of eyes and of wings,
Afraid, their ears on the earth laid, shall listen and rise up and weep;
Hearing the shaking of shields and the quiver of stretched bowstrings,
Hearing Hell loud with a murmur, as shouting and mocking we sweep.
We will tear out the flaming stones, and batter the gateway of brass
And enter, and none sayeth ‘No' when there enters the strongly armed guest;
Make clean as a broom cleans, and march on as oxen move over young grass;
Then feast, making converse of wars, and of old wounds, and turn to our rest.
S. Patrick: On the flaming stones, without refuge, the limbs of the Fenians are tost;
None war on the masters of Hell, who could break up the world in their rage;
But kneel and wear out the flags and pray for your soul that is lost
Through the demon love of its youth and its godless and passionate age.
Oisin: Ah me! to be Shaken with coughing and broken with old age and pain,
Without laughter, a show unto children, alone with remembrance and fear;
All emptied of purple hours as a beggar's cloak in the rain,
As a hay-cock out on the flood, or a wolf sucked under a weir.
It were sad to gaze on the blessed and no man I loved of old there;
I throw down the chain of small stones! when life in my body has ceased,
I will go to Caoilte, and Conan, and Bran, Sceolan, Lomair,
And dwell in the house of the Fenians, be they in flames or at feast.
— William Butler Yeats' "The Wanderings of Oisín"
Music
If Heaven and Hell decide
That they both are satisfied
Illuminate the "No"'s on their vacancy signs
If there's no one beside you
When your soul embarks
Then I'll follow you into the dark
That they both are satisfied
Illuminate the "No"'s on their vacancy signs
If there's no one beside you
When your soul embarks
Then I'll follow you into the dark
— Death Cab For Cutie, "I Will Follow You Into The Dark"
Today is all we've got
A moment here then not
And if tomorrow never comes
I'll be standing with the one I love.
A moment here then not
And if tomorrow never comes
I'll be standing with the one I love.
— Jeremy Messersmith, "Tomorrow"
Even if we can't find heaven, I'm gonna stand by you
Even if we can't find heaven, I'll walk through Hell with you
Love, you're not alone, 'cause I'm gonna stand by you
Even if we can't find heaven, I'll walk through Hell with you
Love, you're not alone, 'cause I'm gonna stand by you
— Rachel Platten, "Stand By You"
One day the earth will open wide and I'll follow you inside
'Cause the only Hell I know is without you
'Cause the only Hell I know is without you
— Starset, "Die For You"
Webcomics
Dorukan: Lirian? Can you hear me?
Lirian: Dory? Dory is that you?
Dorukan: Yes, my love. I've failed. It looks as if I am to share your prison forever now...
Lirian: No, no... Not a prison anymore.
Lirian: Dory? Dory is that you?
Dorukan: Yes, my love. I've failed. It looks as if I am to share your prison forever now...
Lirian: No, no... Not a prison anymore.
Fuchsia: Did you really come down [to hell] to save me?
Criminy: Yes. Well, no. Not to save you. [panel] ...Just to be with you.
Criminy: Yes. Well, no. Not to save you. [panel] ...Just to be with you.
Web Originals
"When Adam bit the apple he did it because he trusted Eve. Because he loved her. Adam bit into the apple because the woman he loved told him to, no matter what God said. No matter the rules of heaven. What's heaven to a woman's love anyway? What's God to your wife? The first sins of humanity, were trusting others. Eve trusted a snake, Adam trusted Eve, and I trust you. Maybe that's a sin, just like the first couple. Maybe everyone's right about us and we're sinners and we offend God. But like I said, what's God to a woman's love anyway? What has heaven got that I can't find sitting next to you on a cool autumn morning?"
— maybecowboycore on Tumblr
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