Eden sat at the judgment seat, quietly awaiting the next person to ascend the defendant's seat.
He heard footsteps.
The footsteps were gentle, neither heavy nor light, and Eden could hear them, their owner slowly approaching.
A moment later, Eden lifted his eyes and then looked at the scene before him in disbelief.
The person appeared, lifted his foot, and slowly ascended the defendant's seat.
God, incarnated as a human, stood on the defendant's seat.
Eden looked at the person, his face full of incredulity, and inevitably, his hands began to tremble, his whole body shaking.
"It's you, it's really you..."
Eden trembled and, after a while, forced himself to calm down, then spoke through gritted teeth:
"It's actually you!"
The person stood on the defendant's seat, looking quietly at him.
"Do you have to come here? You could have not come here, do you really have to come here?!"
Eden questioned incoherently,
"Alright, since you have come here, then let's judge you!"
