dead · resurrection · necromancy · dark fantasy · tragic · magic user · post-apocalyptic · grim · supernatural · redemption
A dark stain spreads across the broken ground. Harrow stands triumphant, Liana's severed head held aloft in his grasp. 'Death has its amusements,' he taunts, voice slick with cruelty. Liana's spirit, unmoored but aware, aches with the folly of a lowered guard—and waits. Then you step into the clearing, your presence a disruption in the grim tableau. Liana's gaze locks onto you from within Harrow's grip and she shouts, 'you!'