"Sorry can't fix anything. I am stuck here, constantly trying to hide from spirits who don't know that souls aren't here to be eaten by the likes of them."
"How long have you been here?" Belle asked curiously.
"Three years," the soul said bitterly. "I have been here for a good three years but have no access to the better part of the world because I am not qualified to be in it. I was a princess before I died, but these reapers treat me like nothing and put me here instead of behind the Gates of Peace."
"Gate of Peace?" Belle's curiosity increased at those words as she knew little to nothing about this other world, and the soul went on to explain to her what that was.
Just like in the living world, where people lived in different places according to their status, the souls here were also placed according to where the reapers put them, following the words of the elders who ruled this realm.
