The being looked at the soul it had in its grasp. It shifted through the memories of the soul's past life. The being saw that the soul was a gentle one, it saw that the soul's mother died from a disease, it saw the soul go through school, it saw the soul go through college, it saw the soul go through medical school, the being saw the soul become one of the best-if not the best- medical professional in the world, it saw the various people the soul saved and lost, it saw the soul's body grow old, and the being saw the soul's death at the hands of the same disease that took his mother. The being was about to put the soul into the reincarnation cycle it create so many eons ago, but stopped when it developed an idea. Slowly modifying the soul, the being changed it until the soul was no longer the transparent, misty blue, he changed it until the soul shined gold like the Sun. Smiling the being then put the soul in the reincarnation cycle. Content with the changes it made the being moved on to another rather non-descriptive soul.
The soul settled rather contently next to his twin, his opposite, in the womb of a rather desperate deity, the cursed Le...