I grew up listening to fundie christian parents babble at length how we were living in end times. And mocking them mercilessly (at first among my fiends, later to their faces) as often as possible.
Now look at us - on the brink of non-existence politically, environmentally, and civilizationally. Not sure that last one is a word.
If they were right I’m gonna have some 'splainin to do.
Dammit.
Personally, if I die only to find out that the Tyrant is real, I’ll gladly walk into hell before I kneel my way into heaven. Fuck their narcissistic, cruel, inhuman monster of a god.
I would expect in that case “hell” is just a lie anyway, like an abuser telling you you can’t live without them. It’s classic controlling behaviour.
Realising that helped me walk away from the whole thing: Why are we told hell exists if it isn’t real? Control.