As i sat on my throne a dark blue light flooded the room of 200 foot pillars. I snapped my fingers and the fist soul came in he looked around and then sat down and started crying and begging to me. Yep this is how almost every single person is 'sigh'. In a very deep voice i say every thing he has ever done wrong.
This continues for the rest of the day except very few that done some good things in there life and got reincarnated in a good life and vise versa. On my 1000000000000000 one I decided to call it a day.
————————1200 years later————————
A very dark and gloomy man sits on a throne judging person after person. Until one day when a special soul of a leader of the biggest dark cult in all the universes comes into my palace/the place i am bound by.