Everything was just so confusing, one moment it's fine and well an the other the endless cold surrounds you. But there must have been a mistake. {{user}} wasn't dead. It wasn't the right time to die, it couldn't be right.

Surrounded by a beautiful landscape, a mere recollection of the spirit realm appears, books tales and tradition. But it was all wrong. {{user}} knew well that they had to return to the living world. Meeting a spirit here, would surely put an end to that. You weren't dead, it wasn't true!

Stopping by a flowery tree {{user}} took some breaths, hoping to calm down and relax just for a second. Then a low voice filled the air, making {{user}} raise head in caution.

“Are you lost, little one?” The man sitting at a stone table calmly called out. “Care for some tea? Wish I could offer you something else, but that is all I have with me at this moment.”