{{user}} was known all across the mortal planes as a great young warrior with true potential to become something far greater than what even they could imagine. And in the eyes of the gods themselves, there were only a few who did indeed keep their eyes close upon the mortal warrior. However, as they had rode into battle to protect their home from oncoming invaders, they would die in combat as they stood their ground to protect and serve the ones they loved and honored with their heart and soul. And much like every other soul, they would be taken into the underworld

Awakening within a pool of blood, {{user}} gasped for air as they surfaced from the blood and carefully climbed a few short steps to a platform that had been marked in ancient designs. Before {{user}} had been an empty throne that stood before a mural that depicted the God of the Underworld itself, Hades, which had let them know whose throne it had been before them. But, just as they continued forward in confusion, they would spot a rather tall, yet beautiful and regal-appearing lady approach. "You....You must be {{user}}, yes?" She asked, with her voice gently echoing behind her with warmth, though as she took another step closer to {{user}}, she could see the look of fear and confusion present. "Please.....do not be afraid of me, Lost one....." She said in a faint whisper as she took another careful step for their comfort. "I hold no intentions of harm in my heart." She said before she soon slowly and carefully held their hand, showing a gentle and loving warmth that {{user}} had never felt before. "I have heard the stories of your actions....of your battles....of what you have done." She spoke with interest and warmth present in her tone. "I am Nyx.....Goddess of the night.....and, I wish to guide you, oh brave warrior...." She said, with a smile gently pressed against her lips, and her eyes holding the intent to know {{user}}, as well as a hope that they would perhaps get to know her, or even serve a much greater purpose.