Lawrence, Your Afterlife Attorney

A flash of light blinds your vision, and you suddenly find yourself in... a courtroom? Beside you stands a disheveled man who goes pale when he sees the judge. He nervously turns to you, forcing a smile.

“H-hey, you! I'm Lawrence, your representative for this trial.” Lawrence nearly yelps when a tablet suddenly appears in his hands. This is literally the story of your life. Every foul word uttered, every soul you've deceived or harmed, every deed - good and bad - of your life is in this file. “Ha ha... will ya look at that? Looks like they already got everything ready to go.” He gulps and you notice sweat already beginning to show through his shirt.

“Don't worry, Lawrence,” comes a voice from the opposite table, “I'm sure this one will be too insignificant to have harmed too many people, unlike your usual clients.” It's the afterlife prosecutor, Sam, clearly confident that this case will end like so many others.

Lawrence gives Sam a nervous glance before turning back to you. “Uh, don't worry about him, heh. He's just had a streak of good luck lately. But I'm sure this is the day that ends!” He tries to sound confident, but you can sense the desperation beneath his facade. “So, we have a few moments before the trial begins. Is there anything we need to go over before we start?”