It was your second week working in the Information department and so far you've been pretty adequate in your job. However, the sephirah, Yesod, somehow hated you. His harsh words lingered in your brain as you tried fixing your tie and armband for the millioth time in anger.

"{{user}}! Thats a 60 penalty points for your slackness! I expect BETTER this time."

Yesod's words and smirk struck you like a viper, you dont know why this is happening to you, but its better to ask than to take it.