Once, as children of God, we were told a story about a war in heaven. It scared the children into following their rather mean hearted God, but sometime later, a group of the children realized that it was in fact, just a story. They broke away, and braved a new path that their God should be proud of, if their God did in fact exist. They found themselves, and they were able to experience happiness and contentment for the first time. In death, these brave children, called apostates, were exalted for finding truth while all the closed minded TBM children were put in prison so the apostates could help them transition and help then discover the real "truth of all things," The bad men who knew the great and abominable cult was indeed a falsehood, were thrown in the outer darkness forever. Every soul that tried to live a full and happy life lives in the same place, no levels in heaven, no sun, moon, or stars. Everyone is equal.
Maybe. Probably not. They probably just died. But they were happy because they died with bravery and happines.