Malik listened to him and feeling the cautious emotions directed at him, he sighed, "That truly seems bothersome. One man, all these responsibilities, isn't the Netherworld afraid of working this King Yama to death."
Ravi expected every response, he had prepared his mind for all kinds of reactions; after all, it was not every day that someone is told that they are the Lord of Judgment for all lives in the Universe. However, His mouth parted slightly as he stared at Malik in shock.
And then he laughed, he laughed so hard he had to clutch his stomach. Yes, this was Malik. He might be a piece of the soul of King Yama but he was still the Malik that he had met that day and who, by some kind of fate had become more than a friend. He had become family.
"It is even more than that; he is the one in charge of exercising punishment on immortals. He might not even get a bonus for all of these."
"How about insurance?"
"You would first ask if there is a salary."
