"Onece upon a time,
His wrongdoings exceeded all logical limitations, and he delighted in his not well gotten gains, excusing the calls of those he violated.one critical evening, Rajiv fell into a profound rest, his fantasies shadowed by the heaviness of his wrongdoings. He got up in a spot he had never seen - a domain of twirling shadows and repeating shouts. The air was weighty with the smell of rot, and a chilling breeze wailed through the forsaken scene.Before him stood an epic figure with eyes like consuming coals and a voice that thundered like thunder. It was Yama, the lord of death and equity. "Rajiv," Yama's (God of Deth) voice blast, "your time in the human world has finished. Welcome to Naraka, where the outcomes of your natural activities anticipate."
Raghav shuddered as Yama (God of Deth)
However, the torture didn't end there.
Rajiv was tossed into a blasting hellfire, the flares licking at his tissue, consuming however never consuming him. He shouted, the sound lost in the fiery blaze's thunder. "This is for the incalculable untruths you told," a searing evil spirit snickered, its eyes sparkling with malicious merriment. Similarly as he naturally suspected he could persevere no more, Rajiv ended up before a mirror. The reflection showed each wrongdoing, each demonstration of remorselessness he had carried out.
The essences of his casualties,
curved in agony and selling out, gazed back at him. "You will be spooky by your deeds forever," Yama articulated, his voice a loathsome murmur to Rajiv. Rajiv fell, his spirit breaking under the heaviness of his offenses. The ground underneath him opened, and he was gulped into a dull chasm, where time failed to exist. There, he was let be, encompassed by the perpetual reverberations of his casualties' torment, with no way out from the revulsions through his own effort. Back in the town, Rajiv's dead body lay cold yet. His abundance and assets were before long neglected, and the town society talked in quieted tones of his abrupt, secretive demise. They said he had been taken by the divine beings for judgment, an advance notice to the people who could continue in his corrupt strides.