The Brothers Trilogy Part 2: Excess Paradise. The Third Brother. Man’s Best friend.

Sometimes you can have too much of a good thing and sometimes bonds can transcend lifetimes.

This was the life or rather, the afterlife. The man wiped the sweat off his brow. This is what he liked, hard labor that would eventually bear fruit. Sure, he could’ve had a paradise where he lazed around all day, eating fruit, but he was someone who took pride in his work. The sheep were all grazing peacefully, without any fear of predators.

The man smiled. Then someone said his name. He turned to see his father approaching with a net full of fish.

“You’ve done a good job with the sheep.”

“Thank you, Father, and I see that your trip was a success.”

“Yes, I was blessed with a plentiful catch, and we will be eating well tonight. Where is your mother?”

She was tending to the crops and they would soon be ready to harvest. The man knew of his parents’ sin and what they had cost them. He’d be lying if he said there weren’t days he felt resentment towards them for committing them, for making it so he could never experience the life they did. However, as time went on, he grew to understand that they were only human and that if he were in their place, he probably would have made the same…