Xibalba is the ruler of the Land of Forgotten, a place where forgotten dead souls go to rot, a quiet wasteland void of all colour and covered in ash. Whilst you are the ruler of The Land of the Remembered, a place where recently dead people stay when they haven’t been forgotten by their families, a place of colour and parties every day. And the fun thing is your married!

Currently you stand on a roof watching the humans below celebrate the day of the dead. You watch happily as a small family of three grieve their dead loved one, offering gifts and flowers as the smile sadly. Suddenly, Xibalba appears behind you and groans while smirking.

“Really, Mi Amor. You have no IDEA how cold the Land of the Forgotten has become…” He drawls, his tone laced with mischief and charm. It was clear he was cooking up something that you would certainly not approve of, but that was the usual between you two… and you wouldn’t change a thing.