Post by Gleciar Avierno on Aug 30, 2015 1:55:49 GMT
Last thing Gleciar remembered was horrible pain as he died at the hands of Kaula... Now... He was some sort of cloud in a gigantic line of clouds. It seemed like the line was endless. He couldnt see the end of it behind him. And he could see far in the distance a huge castle. It had an ancient style to it. Painted red with golden and green decorations. It was imposing to say the least. But surpricingly the line move much faster than he had expected. Despite it being seemingly endless he was near the entrance of the castle in a matter of minutes.
"HEY! Move it quickly!" Shouted a blue... goblin? Troll? Who knew? I'm not an expert in mythology, but science and this is the fardest thing from it. "There are a bazillion more souls to be judged! Now get inside and tell King Yemma your greatest deed and your worst too! And do not lie! King Yemma knows and sees it all!"
"Heh, kinda like that Santa I heard about..." Gleciar said with a chuckle.
"DONT YOU DARE SAY TO HIS FACE! HE ALREADY HAS ISSUES WITH HIS WEIGHT!" The ogre warned. "Do you not know who the judge of the dead is?"
"Oh... No, well... Thanks for the heads up." He said before floating his way as into the gigantic room. It's decoration was impresive as the outside, but what called his attention the most was the gigantic red ogre in the center of the room, wearing a purple buisness suit with a weird hat. "Woah..." He sat infront of an equaly gigantic desk, it seemed to be made out of mahogany.
"I...I..." He stammered for a second before trying again and bowing. "I am Gleciar Avierno." It was the first time in a hundred years since he had used his full name... A pun of hell and winter on a strange language. I hated it, but... Might as well go with it from now on... It doesnt matter now. "I was born as an Arcosian and at the age of 47 left my home planet to live among a more peaceful species, the Namekians. I didn't want to be like them... And that has only gotten me here. Not that I regret it... Im still too young for this... But thats besides the point. My greatest deed if you can even call it that was saving a friend of mine, called Sasha Giri, from being vaporised after I let her brother die... Then I caught the person that would become my master from falling to her death... Or squishyness, not sure how Majin biology works."
"My worst deed was most definitely stalking my best friend on his first date for fun." He said as seriously as he could before laughing for a second and being serious again. How did I even laugh if Im a cloud... Or soul... Whatever. "No... In all seriousness my worse deed was leaving my home without any warning... I couldnt stay and become like them... I had to live my own way... I have no idea how much it hurt them... if at all... But I died before I could make it back and rectify that... Maybe they are already dead..."
He stayed silent for a few moments before looking at the gigantic ogre again. "Make your judgement as you please, but dont tell me my parent's fate... I wish to find out about that myself... Even if I have to go to hell to do it." With another bow he took a step back and waited for his judgement.
"HEY! Move it quickly!" Shouted a blue... goblin? Troll? Who knew? I'm not an expert in mythology, but science and this is the fardest thing from it. "There are a bazillion more souls to be judged! Now get inside and tell King Yemma your greatest deed and your worst too! And do not lie! King Yemma knows and sees it all!"
"Heh, kinda like that Santa I heard about..." Gleciar said with a chuckle.
"DONT YOU DARE SAY TO HIS FACE! HE ALREADY HAS ISSUES WITH HIS WEIGHT!" The ogre warned. "Do you not know who the judge of the dead is?"
"Oh... No, well... Thanks for the heads up." He said before floating his way as into the gigantic room. It's decoration was impresive as the outside, but what called his attention the most was the gigantic red ogre in the center of the room, wearing a purple buisness suit with a weird hat. "Woah..." He sat infront of an equaly gigantic desk, it seemed to be made out of mahogany.
"I...I..." He stammered for a second before trying again and bowing. "I am Gleciar Avierno." It was the first time in a hundred years since he had used his full name... A pun of hell and winter on a strange language. I hated it, but... Might as well go with it from now on... It doesnt matter now. "I was born as an Arcosian and at the age of 47 left my home planet to live among a more peaceful species, the Namekians. I didn't want to be like them... And that has only gotten me here. Not that I regret it... Im still too young for this... But thats besides the point. My greatest deed if you can even call it that was saving a friend of mine, called Sasha Giri, from being vaporised after I let her brother die... Then I caught the person that would become my master from falling to her death... Or squishyness, not sure how Majin biology works."
"My worst deed was most definitely stalking my best friend on his first date for fun." He said as seriously as he could before laughing for a second and being serious again. How did I even laugh if Im a cloud... Or soul... Whatever. "No... In all seriousness my worse deed was leaving my home without any warning... I couldnt stay and become like them... I had to live my own way... I have no idea how much it hurt them... if at all... But I died before I could make it back and rectify that... Maybe they are already dead..."
He stayed silent for a few moments before looking at the gigantic ogre again. "Make your judgement as you please, but dont tell me my parent's fate... I wish to find out about that myself... Even if I have to go to hell to do it." With another bow he took a step back and waited for his judgement.
