The man turned his head and looked at the Grim Reaper.
"There are always countless 'if'. However, 'if' is always different from what actually happened. We can't know what could've happened, but we know the truth present before us.
"The man was a bandit leader. He stole, he killed, and enjoyed those things. Those were his choices. And so, he must receive the result of his choices," the man said.
"It was a good Judgment," the Grim Reaper nodded.
The man's eyes lit. He looked towards the Grim Reaper happily, "So I passed the test?"
He believed he had passed. The fact that he would no longer be going to hell brought immense relief to him.
"No," the Grim Reaper shook his head. "You've failed."
"What?!" the man shouted, then realizing his actions, spoke nicely, "W-was there a problem with my Judgment? You said it was a good Judgment."
"It was the perfect Judgment. That is why you failed."
