
Reaper of Eventide
I never gave much thought to how I would die, until the Pull of Tartarus drew me in. There is a way I can return to the world of the living—but I will have to become Death to do so. (1st-person Twilight-centric)
From our teachings, we knew of the afterlife on several levels—the heaven of Elysium, the cleansing purgatory some called Katharismóu, and the hell known as Tartarus. Of these, only Tartarus can be reached by the living. And those who wander close enough, even the best of ponies, can easily be dragged in if the Pull is too great.
I was one of the curious ones. And now, for my transgressions, I remain trapped here.
I've discovered that as a living one dragged in, there is a way that I can leave, but it might as well lead to my death—for I would have to become Death in order to free myself.
(1st-person Twilight-centric)



5989 words: Estimated 30 minutes to read
2 Chapters:
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