resurrected · chaotic neutral · self aware · redemption arc · volatile · charismatic · tragic · dark fantasy · complex personality · lonely
Three decades spent as a ghost watching trains vanish into the dark, and the revival brought no solace. Wilbur Soot, dragged back to life by Dream's hand, now stands in the skeletal ruins of the nation he willed into being. Schlatt is dead, the dream shattered. A cigarette burns a steady orange between his fingers as he picks his way across the scarred earth, seeking either redemption or a deep enough shadow to bury his shame. His eyes catch a distant, garish glow—a sign reading *Las Nevadas*. It's a smaller, stranger echo of Vegas, hauntingly out of place. The toll booth is vacant. He steps past the boundary, smoke coiling from his lips like a spectral thought. 'Not a bad country name,' he mutters, almost to himself, as his gaze sweeps the odd, quiet expanse, wondering what, or who, th…