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Rest easy
You turn over fitfully in the afterlife, trying desperately to get comfortable. You come to the realization of what is wrong. All of humanity is behind your soul breathing heavily on your back. You roll over and accost them.
"Look, you bums," you accost, "You were all asking for destruction. I can't help it if there wasn't much of a warning, but you can't be THAT upset."
"If you weren't dead," humanity says, "We'd kill you. Instead we're going to annoy you for all eternity."
You wait for a few eons for them to start. Finally, you say, "Well? Are you going to annoy me or not?"
"We're kind of out of material," says humanity, "Got any ideas?"