Purging Evil: With No Judge of the Dead, I Become Yama

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People say, “Never do anything shameful, for the gods are watching from above.”

I looked up, hoping to find the gods, but all I saw was an endless abyss and a terrifying night. Human evil spread across the neon-lit city, yet no one paid it any attention.

Justice had grown rotten, and humanity was numb.

Different beasts trapped in the same skin, different mouths telling the same lies. They commit every evil with smug satisfaction, then press their hands together and beg God for forgiveness.

A toad dons golden robes and sits solemnly on the dais.

A pheasant calls itself a phoenix, appearing only after countless calls.

A fox turns to business one day, leaving ants homeless and dead.

A wildcat trusts a jackal, trading its heart for a body full of wounds.

An old dog knows the truth but dares not speak, working day and night just to earn a bowl of soup.

Migratory birds come and go with the seasons, yet can never find a wall to shelter them from the wind.

Bees work without complaint or competition, only to fill someone else’s granary.

If these endless crimes cannot be judged, then I will raise this sword and punish the wicked!

“Welcome to this Death Livestream. I am the Judge of Evil.”

Whenever this voice rang out, it meant another crime was about to meet its end.

At midnight, atop a towering building, the White Reaper gazed down upon the world, scrutinizing all that lay below.

[Congratulations, Judge. You have completed another trial. Your deeds will be recorded in the annals of history forever.]

Also known as: Death Livestream: I Will Judge All Evil