The Keeper of the Souls gestured to the orbs. These are the souls of the dead, she said. They await your judgment.
I looked at the orbs, feeling a sense of trepidation. How do I judge them? I asked.
The Keeper smiled. You will know, she said. Simply touch an orb, and the soul's memories will be revealed to you. Then, you must decide its fate.
I nodded, took a deep breath, and reached out to the nearest orb. As soon as I touched it, I was flooded with visions and memories.
I saw a life of love and laughter, of triumph and tragedy. I saw a person who had lived with kindness and compassion, but had also made mistakes and hurt those around them.
When the visions faded, I looked at the Keeper. What are my options? I asked.
The Keeper's smile grew wider. You have three choices, she said. Heaven, Hell, or Reincarnation. The soul will be sent to one of these realms, based on your judgment.
I thought for a moment, weighing the soul's good deeds against its bad. Then, I made my decision.
Heaven, I said.
The orb glowed brighter, then vanished. The Keeper nodded in approval. Well done, God of Death, she said.
I felt a sense of pride and satisfaction. But then, I heard a voice behind me.
Do you think that was fair? it said.