Wraith/Theme
Being dead isn’t for everyone.
The Underworld is a gloomy, dark, oppressive place that wears even the strongest soul down eventually. Nothing is easy, nothing is free. Every other soul that you meet has an agenda, even if they don’t know it, and if by some miracle you survive them you still have your greatest nemesis to contend with every moment of your existence, the enemy inside your own head.
Existence isn’t fair.
In a Reality where resources, functioning machinery and technology are a rarity, the age-old atrocity of slavery reigns supreme. The strong make the rules that the weak must follow, and the weak become strong themselves or are annihilated, either by the all-consuming maw of Oblivion or the Artificer’s hammer.
There are reminders everywhere.
Even though you are dead the living are all around you, tantalizingly so. Family, friends, loved ones, close enough to see, hear, smell and perhaps touch, but that is forbidden to you. Yet another rule to deny even that small amount of comfort.
Is survival enough? Are the emotion laden memories of your past and the anchors of your life enough? Will you find transcendence and move on, or will you carve out a new “life” in this unforgiving of places?
Die and find out.