Every soul should simply have one trait, but you were different. You had seven. Nothing about you was normal. No one would have cared if you completely disappeared off the face of the Earth. 

You stared into the abyss, the gateway to the Underground. The rain beat against the ground outside the cave. Only the rain and your heavy breathing was heard as the dark abyss filled your vision. Without any further hesitation, you jumped. 

It felt as if you were falling forever, the darkness pressing in around you. Colors started to swirl around as you fell, each color of your soul taking the form of a different person. You saw their stories play out, the first to fall, named Chara. The second was patience, named Milo. His problem was being too passive. The third was Chris, his death being due to his own arrogance. Fourth was Alex, simply victim to a terrible fate she couldn't change. Next was Sam, they had a soul like yours. Their soul was a mix of kindness and perseverance. They were too kind, they didn't realize sometimes they needed to fight back. Last was Jayden, too blinded by heartbreak to fight back. 

The swirling colors disappeared as the void turned white and you felt yourself pass out.