After claiming his soul, the death angel unfurled its mind-boggling wings, a cosmic expanse of shadows. Their destination was the enigmatic space between realms, a liminal purgatory where judgment awaited. "We've arrived at your testing ground," the angel proclaimed with a lazy drawl, "time to tally your karma"
Before them stood an ancient, ethereal weighing machine, its pans perfectly balanced in the twilight.
A sinister glint flickered in the angel's eyes as it prepared to play its game. The angel reveled in these moments, guessing the soul's fate with macabre glee.
As the soul was placed upon the machine, it tilted sharply to the right, a promising sign of good karma. Yet, in an instant, the scales reversed, and a cruel smile crept across the angel's face. With mere seconds remaining in this cosmic lottery, the machine swung back, and the angel's triumph was replaced by a stark, inexplicable terror. A secret, ancient law of the universe had just been defied.
One day before, the angel, a celestial inquisitor, studied the soul with a cold, clinical detachment. "A life lived on the precipice," it murmured, its voice a chilling echo in the void. "A soul teetering on the edge of despair. Not a candidate for the pearly gates, it seems." A flicker of curiosity ignited within the angelic being.
At present time, with a spectral hand, it extracted the soul from the machine, restoring consciousness to the lifeless husk. "Your ordeal is over," the angel declared, its voice laced with a hint of otherworldly intrigue. "The verdict is in."
Fear, raw and palpable, gripped the soul. "Hell?" it croaked, its voice a mere whisper in the cosmic expanse.
A cruel smile crept across the angel's face, a stark contrast to its ethereal beauty. "Quite the contrary," it purred, its voice like velvet dipped in poison.
"A far more interesting destination awaits."A surge of something dark, almost primal, erupted within the soul. It was a victory, a twisted triumph.
"Phase one complete," it thought, a silent, triumphant cry. Yet, a shadow lurked within this euphoria, a secret so vile it would curdle the very essence of existence.