Eizcref

The Death That Follows


Once there was an ancient tribe that lived underground. The underground city was called Drimmingholm. The 182 residents of Drimmingholm lived in peace for many centuries, expanding their hometown constantly. But one day, something bad happened... A group of workers were expanding the tunnels in order to build a new marketplace. When suddenly, one of the workers found something shiny, and their pickaxe hit that something shiny... Then, it broke, making the most underworldy sound they've ever heard... And that was the last thing they heard ever again. The sound was horrifying, like thousands of souls screaming for help in agony. It was so loud, that everyone in the village could hear it faintly, echoing from the walls of the cave. To them, it sounded like a strong wind blowing. It didn't alarm anyone at the time.
Some time passed, it got silent. The workers didn't return during lunch time. There was an eerie feeling in the air, that something bad might've happened. Maybe they just forgot lunch time? No, that could've not been the reason.
Then, an eerie figure was visible in the entrance of the tunnel... It didn't take long for the first residents who saw it to realize, that this was their end... The Reaper had arrived... And after a few hours... None survived. The souls of everyone in Drimmingholm, were stolen away by the Reaper.

The current population of Drimmingholm: 1, Eizcref the Reaper.

The vial Eizcref wears around his neck, contains the souls of the innocent ones he has taken. Inside the vial, the souls wander endlessly in the void, screaming for help. But none are to hear them...

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