Nameless
I guided 3,600 souls across the River Styx.
I endured the fires of Hell 3,600 times on behalf of the rich and powerful.
I turned down 3,600 offers from the King of Hell to be reborn into a life of wealth and privilege.
Finally, after I earned enough merit, the King of Hell allowed me to return to the day of my father’s wedding.
I shoved my way through the guests and screamed until my voice gave out.
“Dad! Don’t marry her!”