My name is Yama and  I want to tell you my story.  Before I became the God of Death I was a human just as your are now.  I am son to Vivaswat, the sun and  Saranya, the clouds.  Together my proud parents watched from the skies as my twin sister Yami and I played on the earth.  We were the only humans, the first ever created, and the world was our playground. 
    Time seemed suspended for Yami and me because the sun shone constantly and hid the stars and moon behind it.  Creation was at its peak.  Animals were abundant and unafraid of us. The flowers and plants flourished everywhere.  Yami loved me dearly and I loved her but one day she went too far.
    I was coming in from gathering sticks for Yami's basket-making hobby and saw her lying naked on her sleeping mat.  She invited me to join her.  I was a bit suspicious of her intentions but went to her anyway and lay down next to her.  She began conversing about the animals and how they always seems to have babies of their kind to nurse and watch grow.  She wanted to have a baby too so that she could experience the joy of being a mother. I thought this to be a great idea and Yami would have someone else to occupy her time.  We continued talking about what it would be like to have a baby because we had never seen one.  Would it look like us or one of the animals?  Would it come as big as us or small like the animals' offspring?  These were some of the questions we pondered on. Then a thought struck me and I asked Yami how she would get a baby.  I thought that if we prayed hard enough to Brahma he would give her one. 
    She told me that we did not need to pray but could make a baby ourselves.  I did not have the foggiest  clue how to make a baby or what materials went into creating one.  Would the materials be near us or would we have to travel far up the mountain to get them?  Yami explained that she had seen the animals make their babies one day and she was going to show me.  I was really excited!  I was going to learn something new.  Could we make lots of babies at one time so we did not have to gather the materials every time?  Yami seemed to think that it was possible since some of the animals in the forest had several babies at one time.  I rose from beside her to put my shoulder bag across my body to gather what we needed to make the baby and prepared to leave.  Yami said that I did not need to leave to make a baby but that we could make one right there in our hut.  Surprised by this and much intrigued I put down my things and sat down next to Yami again.  She told me to close my eyes and to remain very still.  I protested closing my eyes because I wanted to see how babies were made and it was not fair that she had seen how they were created and I had to be kept in the dark.  Yami insisted that I keep them closed, so I promised and closed my eyes.  I felt Yami move from beside me and she sat on my lap.  I remember thinking that she must not have needed much room to make a baby but sat still none the less.  She began to kiss me on my cheek as she always did but somehow it felt different.  There seemed to be new meaning behind her kisses that I had never felt before.  Something inside me felt wrong and I pushed Yami away.  Whatever she was trying to do went against every moral fiber of my being.  I knew that the Gods watched us from above and that what we were about to do was not pleasing to the gods.  I told Yami that we better not run the risk of incurring the wrath of the Gods.

Author's Note: The story of Yama and his twin sister Yami is one of the earliest tales of Yama folklore.  Much of the research I have found only stated that Yami tried to seduce Yama but Yama rejected her attempts for morale reasons.  By being the only humans on earth, Yami was right to want to perpetuate the species and Yama was right in wanting to abstain from incest and hence keep his moral virtues.  According to my research no anger existed between them as a result of seduction and so I tried to demonstrate this in my storytelling.  I also tried to demonstrate the naivete of Yama while the story unfolded.  He and Yami are similar to innocent children in adult bodies with no others like them to learn from.  In order for the reader to understand the divinity of Yama, one must first understand his origin.  By not giving into Yami, Yama earns the right to judge the wicked souls with punishment since he did not commit any wicked deeds himself while a mortal man.