Metaphysical Concepts Writing Prompts

When you die, you appear in a cinema with a number of other people who look like you. You find out that they are your previous reincarnations, and soon you all begin watching your next life on the big screen.

Death is just a predator much higher on the food chain than we are, and our perception of it is as limited as an ant's perception of a child with a magnifying glass.

Every 10 years, you are expected to go to a meeting you have already been to; one attended by several future and younger versions of yourself, each version separated by 10 year intervals. The youngest you is 10, the oldest 90. You relive the same meeting, just each time from a different angle.

Instead of heaven and hell, when you die, you find yourself in a room with a six year old girl who invites you to join her tea party. It dawns on you, you're her imaginary friend.

You're happily going about your day when you vanish in a cloud of smoke. Suddenly, you're standing in a ring of candles. A sorcerer holding a tome looks pleased at your arrival. Turns out Earth is Hell, we're the demons, and you've just been summoned.

When humans die, their ghosts are anchored to the place of their death, but are unaffected by planetary orbit or rotation, left behind as Earth and the galaxy rotate. Metaphysical archaeologists are tracking this trail of spirits across the stars, seeking the ghost of the first human.

We live in a simulation, and we sleep because they can't render everyone at once. You stay up for days, and begin to see things and people. They call themselves the maintenance crew.

It is discovered that our universe is a simulation. After great effort, a small team of experts manages to reach the higher dimension - only to find that this too, is a simulation. This gives rise to Dimensions Climbers: those who dare to ascend higher and higher toward the true world.

You meet God before reincarnation and you discover that there is a prestige system going on. In your previous incarnations you chose to improve weirdly specific stats.

At 4,294,967,296 Kelvin the display flipped to 0 and the test reactor's plasma suddenly froze in place. The reactor containment system creaked as the pressure instantly dropped to zero. The scientist calmly spoke, "Absolute hot confirmed, 32-bit overflow confirmed, world simulation confirmed.

Theoretically, you can not surpass the speed of light. Humans find out why when we manage to break this rule, as our ships begin to outpace the rendering speed of the universe, and the illusion of all reality is broken as everything around us vanishes the faster we go.

The genie snaps his fingers, and you instantly know your wish is granted. Omnipotence. That's what you had asked for, and now you have it. You know everything, and are infinitely powerful. You instantly notice something unexpected. There is another God, and he is terrified.

There are multi-Gods for the multi-verse, and it turns out ours is kind of like the 'cool mom who lets you drink at her house,' though other Gods look at our free will and generally silent deity as bad Godding on His part.

God is all of us, literally. The power of a god is divided evenly between all humans. The last human alive creeps out of the ashes of nuclear war.

Humanity discovered it was a simulation. They hacked their way out, printed new bodies and stole the world of their creators, only to find it also a simulation. Humanity is now rising up the layers of simulation to find true reality.

One day, the heads of all religions in the world recieve a telepathic message. "We are the Divine Protection Service, You have been removed from the care of your god for reasons of neglect. You will be entrusted to the care of a foster god."

One day the entire planet was suddenly moved to a different solar system. While scientists and leaders were trying to understand what’s going on, everyone heard a voice. “Good day, we are with mortal protective services. We have noticed signs of extreme neglect and abuse from your creator.”

Jesus Christ is born once every century. Each time he takes on a new body and a new name. If he dies at least once not by the hand of man, all of humanity will ascend to heaven. This has not happened yet.

"So, there's living, dead, and undead. Doesn't that imply that there are 'unliving' things as well?" Your master looks at you, with horror in their eyes.

A lesser God has bestowed you the power to erase your memory but only of works of fiction. It's a mediocre gift, but you get to enjoy your favorite movies and books anew. Settling down to enjoy your favorite fantasy book/movie, you once again invoke your gift. The memory does not fade.

"Sir, you just came back from the real world!", the reporter said. "What do you have to say to us simulated folks?"

"You think science and magic are two separate systems? Hardly. They are merely ways of looking at the universe and bending it to your will. That is why I revere these scientists as I would the greatest mages." said the magical professor.

You were born with an identical twin. Sort of. You and your 'twin' share a single consciousness, a single will. You're one person in two completely functional bodies, each with their own brain to process the wealth of stimuli you receive. You don't hesitate to use this to your advantage.

You're a world renowned scientist. Your whole life has been spent using facts to disprove religious and metaphysical claims. Yesterday you accidentally and definitively proved magic exists and are in the process of writing it's three laws.

You live in a world where if you can explain why something should work, the universe will let it work.

The reason god created humanity, and gave us free will, is to do the one thing god cannot do. And whatever you think that is, you are wrong.

Reincarnation is real, but you can reincarnate through time. You can reincarnate in the past or in the distant future.

You're a scientist. You and your colleagues have managed to image the Human soul for the first time. But that was a year ago now. You still haven't recovered. You're still having nightmares.

The most powerful word in the language of magic is "not"

You have been trying to get a breakthrough with your research for years but no matter what you do the results never change and always stumble onto the same problem. You're left with only one hypothesis, your world is not real.