On the riverbanks of Limbo, one can peer through the small slits of their burial mask to just make out the glow on the other side of the watery divide. Simply a boat ride away lies eternal bliss. It is known by many names, but for now ‘Afterlands’ will suffice.
These lands however, are not for yo...
On the riverbanks of Limbo, one can peer through the small slits of their burial mask to just make out the glow on the other side of the watery divide. Simply a boat ride away lies eternal bliss. It is known by many names, but for now ‘Afterlands’ will suffice.
These lands however, are not for you. Nor for your colleagues. They are only meant for the goodsouls that are eagerly waiting for a gesture from you, allowing them to take a seat in your vessel that’s bobbing patiently on the oddly colored water.
Your charge is simply to ferry them safely to the golden shores beyond, where maybe, someday, you will join them.
But only when your debt is deemed repaid.
There is, however, a promise of a shortcut. Demonic whispers have let you know that, if enough demons can be smuggled into the Afterlands, a new order will be established. An order that will, hand on black heart, allow you into the heavenly lands much faster.
In all the ages you have served as a Soul Guide, no such offer has ever been presented.
So you wonder, would you ever be persuaded to take the deal? Have the others taken it already?
