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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Lonely Tylenol" data-source="post: 2134020" data-attributes="member: 18549">All right!  That liberal arts degree finally pays off!  <img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f60e.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":cool:" title="Cool    :cool:"  data-smilie="6"data-shortname=":cool:" />Well that guy was Vorbis, the exquisitor of Omnia, whose job was to decide whether you were a sinner or not.  It didn't really matter if you were or not, because if he suspected you of something it meant that the great god Om had put suspicion in his mind, and so it was right and just for him to torture you, even if you didn't know what your crime was.  He was the hand and eye of Om, weilding more terror and paranoia than anyone else on the disc, and sent thousands to a horrible end to serve his god of righteous justice and fury.And when he died, he realized that he didn't believe in anything.  And since, on the disc, whatever you believe in is what happens to you when you die, he got a big pile of nothing.  An endless desert, filled with absolutely nothing, and he was abandoned alone there for all eternity...hence Death's line...until someone much nicer than him stopped by to pick him up.</blockquote>