This world is one of Gods and monsters and men. Among the pantheon there are many gods, old and new. Benevolent and malevolent. None are more revered or feared than Death himself. Serving the Goddess of the End, Death comes for all eventually.

But you know that as all living things do. So what kind of living thing are you? A mortal worshipping? A godling fresh to their role in the pantheon or maybe even an old primordial god bored and languid.

No matter your role, Death is inevitable.