imperial_stage | The Courts of Hell

Who: Shiki Eiki Yamaxanadu and Delacroix
What: Eiki passes judgment on the sinner.
Where: Higan, the afterlife.
Warnings: Intimidation?

It did not take long for Delacroix's trial to start, Eiki was in today and ready to get down to business quickly, though the list of sins this one had might make for a longer trial than usual.

The court room was vast and the judges throne was quite high, it was designed with the particular purpose of being as intimidating as possible. The entire room was really, intimidating and showing just how small and insignificant the soul on trial really was. Eiki herself presented a rather imposing figure so high up, her crown placed upon her head, her Rod of Remorse helled before her as if just waiting to strike. Her blue eyes were bright and piercing and though her expression was not cruel, there was a coldness to it. This was how she held herself for trials, her professional demeanor when being completely neutral.

"Step forth Pope Alphonse Delacroix, face your trial and coming judgment," her voice was heavy and spoken with authority. "I am almost surprised to see you today, considering the things you have had in your possession. However in the end all come here eventually. Tell me, how do you think you will be judged today? Do you think your life was worth anything?" There was a playfulness to her tone with the questions, she liked to make people think about what they had done long and hard before passing her judgments, and then after passing she would make them think more on exactly why they ended up that way.

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"There is no power without risk. I rolled the dice and fortune did not favor me. I do not expect the tides to change now."

"No, they will not, however even if you had been fortunate and continued to hold onto your life; you would not find favor here. Now why is that? I have a list here, shall I read everything you have done?" She took out a scroll and started to unwind it, one did not need to see it fully opened to notice it was long. "I believe a review is in order and hopefully you will see why things have come to this while we go through it."

"If you must. Is this a trial or a lecture? You seem to have already decided."

"It is both. There is no one here to vouch for you so judgement is simple. However knowing the general direction does not help with the precise sentence. In order to do that we must see exactly how many sins and what kinds of sins you have," she spoke with a rather cheerful tone. Telling people what they were doing wrong was one of the things she liked doing.

"But do you truly have no repentance? For all of your sins?"

"I could speak it, but it would matter not. Given the opportunity, if I were given the opportunity the only thing I would change would be to bring a greater force against those whelps that saw to my demise."

Eiki gave a deep sigh. A stubborn one, she had expected it but she had still been hopeful.

"Then I shall read you your sins and begin your punishments. After each sin has been accounted for your placement will be set," she was back to business and rose from her throne. She came down to the floor and stood before Delacroix, the scroll in one hand and her Rod in the other.

"Kneel."

Delacroix continues to stand.

"Kneel," she repeated, though this time that heaviness was back, the sort of tone that could shake the earth if it so wished, the sort of tone that belonged to things that were frightening and behind human comprehension. "I will not say it a third time."

Delacroix falls to his knees, his arrogant facade cracking under Eiki's command.

Once he was down she raised her Rod upward ready to strike, but before she struck she read out one sin from the list. The Rod of Remorse was rather special, it gained the accumulated weight of a persons sins, since there was nothing heavier in the world for a person to bare it caused quite the sense of pain. This pain was even more so when used simply on the soul as intended, as it hammered into place the consequences of ones actions.

With each sin she read she struck down on Delacroix's head, there was no grouping, it was completely and totally itemized for each transgression. Considering his life, and how many people had been harmed by his actions it lasted a long time. How long? It was hard to say, time was not so easy to tell in the world of the dead. However regardless of how long or short it would have felt like a lifetime.

Once Eiki read the final sin she stepped back and looked down.

"Do you still hold true to your convictions?" Would his answer change his fate? Slightly, but not enough to make much of a difference.

"My response means nothing. Do your worst, witch-woman."

She sighed again.

"It means enough. Also it would do you well to show some respect, I am not a witch, I am your judge. However since you clearly lack any sort of manners and there is little if any redeemable parts to you, I hereby sentence you to the deepest reaches of Hell. You will stay there tortured and suffering until the day you repent comes," it was hardly a moment after she spoke did others come to take Delacroix away. "Try and do better if you ever get a second chance at life."

She was tired, and the souls that had hardly any hope of improving always put her in a melancholy mood. Why were people so prone to the darkness in their hearts?

Delacroix doesn't flinch as he is taken away. He clearly knew where he was headed.

She didn't look back, there was no need. This trial was over and she had another to prepare for. How many hundreds if not thousands would she process in the coming wave of chaos? It didn't matter, for in the end all those who were living would come to the court eventually.

The Courts of Hell

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