Personal Narrative-Lace Room

"Well, this is definitely a first," a booming voice sounded. It didn't really come from any specific direction either, it just seemed...present. "You know, I always thought your soul would look more....dazzling when you weren't actively trying to hide yourself."

It looked like a throne room, except it didn't. The large "room" if one could call it that, was so massive it made the largest of modern sky scrapers look tiny. It was a cross between a giant throne room and a giant court room. This was where souls were judged, sort of. This specific room was for the king of the afterlife to personally sit in judgment of some very special and abnormal cases. This such case was certainly the most abnormal that has ever happened since the beginning. If one looked closely, you could see a very faint wisp of flame in the very center of the obnoxiously large room. The wisp was very peculiar as it changed colors every so often. All the colors of the rainbow to colors that human eyes can't perceive - the ultra high and ultra low frequencies of light that human eyes just aren't able to look at.

"...Yama, it's because my soul is damaged. Stop being such an obnoxious child. Sometimes I feel like I made the wrong choice appointing you to this job," the wisp of

That being said, as much as I personally dislike you for being the source of all suffering in existence, you're also the source for all happiness," The King paused a moment looking at the soul carefully from his extremely lofty perch, "Your karma is only just average and while it doesn't actually warrant any special treatment, you are my creator and you do have many unhappy children out there...and a wife that's so angry at you she almost destroyed the universe so I suppose I should give you some 'special'