Anone

Some time in the future Humanity conquers death! life continues, on and on in the endless stretches of a virtual paradise called Elysium. or at least that's what the Brochures used to stay.

 Elysium was no different from Earth, the only difference is that with each new reincarnation, you get a chance to live differently, better, and a chance to achieve more with pieces of your memories from your old life intact. 

But Elysium needs balance, why? no one really knows. but to keep that balance the death classes were created, and any who comes to posses such class or the traits that come with it; gains the ability to deliver the (True Death) a fitting end to immortality and endless life. and as such people with these classes are feared and hated. 

Now Rezar is spawned in a prison mine to serve a sentence of all eternity and all reincarnations as a slave. and all for a crime he doesn't remember commiting but knows that he did, now forced to live based on consequences from a life he also doesn't remember. but he tries to look at the bright side, there's much to achieve........the only downside would be the fear people have for him, after all.........who would want to shake hands with the Son Of Death. 

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Rezar snapped as he shakily got back up to his feet, trying and failing at not making a face full of disgust at the murky waters they just suddenly found themselves in. they all landed on varied…. Body parts, but Rezar didn't think it was necessary enough that they all had to start complaining about it one after the other like some choreographed act. He shook his head to het his bearings back as he looked at their current state.


They were in an enclose chamber with pipes running from the thirty-foot-tall ceiling into the tiled ground bellowed them. there were various outlets on the ground made for draining water or perhaps to let water in. it was hard to tell which, but given their current location, it could be anyone of those two, and it would still serve to be a danger to them all.


"Where the fuck are we?" he asked out loud, more to himself than to anyone else with no expectation of getting an answer back.


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