PrologueKing Yemma, Judge of the Dead, looked over his notepad. It was a much longer day than usual, so he wanted to get it done and over with. Luckily, he only had one more individual for today. A rather peculiar looking bug man.“So,” he exclaimed, “Do you…just not wear clothes, or…?”The bug motioned to his body. “Pfft, and cover up all this?”Yemma shrugged, “Fair enough. Makes my job quicker.”“First ‘quick’ thing since I got here. You know I was in line for a ye