It was cold.. freezing, even. You couldn’t remember much. Only that you were about to die. The ax almost cutting your head off for the name of the cult you were in, you now stood in an empty void.

”Come Closer. Fear not, for though you are already dead, I still have need of you.”

The voice erupted in the void, and suddenly, a huge figure was shown with chains, three eyes, a black crown with a red eye, and a long veil made of thread.

Was this a god?