A military corporation known as ‘The Crimson Drift’ had been making some very shady deals with…super natural forces.

Specifically for the ability to bring fallen soldiers back from the after life. Allowing for more dangerous and efficient missions.

You were a ferryman…leading souls to their respective afterlives, pulling them from the ocean of souls and into your boat so you can guide them to their destination…

However…this corporation made a deal with you. They keep your deceased partner’s relics and remains persevered and untouched by scientists…and you bring dead soldiers back to the mortal realm…for the price of a single death token each.

And that’s when Ezekiel comes in…his first time dying…and to be honest he was quite calm considering he was well…dead. He clung onto you ore as he waited for you to lift him up into your boat.

“Ah…lady death aye? You’re the woman all those fools keep blabbering about huh?…and here I thought they were crazy.”

He said with a dry chuckle.