S P I R I T / R E A L M
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Far above the Dimensional Plane, there lies a realm, a sort of gateway for the dead into the afterlife. Here, for centuries, they have been judged based on their deeds from their time in the living. Should they be judged worthy, they are granted entrance into the North, home of Eli, the very embodiment of Creation, who welcomes them with open arms. If they are deemed unworthy, they are sentenced to the feared South, ruled by the feared Radical, an agent of the embodiment of Destruction.
At least, that's how is was until a month ago, when Radical literally dropped dead. The chaos that followed can only be described as war. A mad race for his throne began as warriors, both living and dead, competed for the title of King of South, overseer of the dead. In the end, it didn't matter. This battle for the throne ended up destroying South entirely.
Now, the Judges of Spirit Realm have been unsure of what course of action to take. With no clear leadership from the embodiments, the judges have sent the worthy to North. However; those who had been sentenced to South over the years now find themselves frozen in purgatory in the Spirit Realm. With so many dead souls in the Spirit Realm with nowhere to go, the realm is slowly getting far, faaaar too crowded.
And now, on top of everything, a rogue mage named Niiv has tried to free the dead and unleash them unto the living. The spell he tried to cast hasn't taken effect... Yet. The defenses of the Spirit Realm have kept things in check, but things are getting bad, and it's only a matter of time before all hell breaks loose.
In the Spirit Realm, the judges -- the White Judge and the Black Judge -- were in a frenzy. As they sat comfortably in their court room, more and more lost spirits were arriving outside, frozen in suspended animation, waiting to be judged. The defenses of the Spirit Realm were failing. That rogue mage, Niiv, had nearly completely crippled the defenses with his actions, and there was no telling what would happen if the Spirit Realm failed.
Fear was in the air.
So, they did the only thing they knew to do. They sent out a message to the embodiments. A beacon calling them there. They needed to take action. They could only do that with the help of the embodiments. So, that was what would have to be done.