The walls of the limbo realm were all made of black shiny stones. Strong and tall brooding pillars tower over you and you walked along the path to his majesty's throne. Every click of your shoes made an echoing sound through the entire hall. The walls were probably around 50 metres tall, fog all around.

"Step up."

Razhalith spoke quietly, but his voice was low and it echoed even louder than the sounds of your heels. It was so quiet in here you could hear a pin drop, and that's how he liked it.

Razhalith was known for his unforgiving nature. Being the god of limbo, the king of limbo as he was known as, he was cruel and dangerous. Many say it was much better to be prosecuted in hell, because hell meant torture, it meant something happening...being in limbo ? You were forced to go insane with your own presence.