1/2
The bard looked around, eyes clear, breathing easier than he had in almost a decade.
Before him stood a bat-winged wolf, a devil and an angel; at this point a realization dawned.
"Oh," he uttered, "Now what?"
"You lived a long life, with all the complications and contradictions a mortal can stumble upon."
"A few of those were on purpose," he said, proudly.
"Indeed... now. Come with us."
"Wait, all three of you?"
The trio nodded.
2/2
The bard took a long moment to puzzle out the situation, "Don't I have to argue my life's decisions, be judged and then be lead to one of the three afterlives that you represent, assuming I can't convince you to allow me a few more mortal years?"
The wolf howled with laughter, and the angel smiled most wickedly.
The devil strode forward, "Mortal, your fate was decided long ago."
"Oh... Hell," sighed the bard, unsurprised.
"No, we're starting a band! We've been waiting for you for ages!"
