The Endless Morass

For those who murder, torture and rape children and the innocent,
dictate war and death without consequence for their own gain.
Those who destroy and ravage the world with wickedness and egocentrism.

There's a particular punishment.

At the moment of their dead, their soul will be assigned to a particular plane in the shape of a never ending marsh.
Without their knowledge and with their memory of their passing erased, they will be cursed with a gift.
Love.
Immense and excruciating love for what they believe is their on child. Nothing but an illusion, which they'll have to carry through the morass for an exit.
As the days go by, the child will grow ill and irremediably and slowly die. The condemned soul will mourn only to repeat the process.
Again,
and again.
For three hundred years.

After three hundred years have passed, if the soul desires to switch places with the child, it will be granted life.
And so, in their next life
will take the shape of a penitent soul,
plagued with misfortune
and gifted with the pain, love and humility of their past trial
for a long helpless existence.

Inspired by Gustav Mahler - Adaggieto 5th Symphony