Nothing ever truly ends in the Wastelands.
The first necromancers discovered that death hesitated—that something, during the ritual, forced it to pause for an instant. Since then, bodies obey… and souls resist.
The landscape is gray and motionless, as if awaiting instructions.
The dead do not rest, but neither do they attack without purpose.
They say that here the Fall has not yet ended.
That it is still happening, slowly. aqui pa reeditar
Those who walk these lands learn an uncomfortable truth:
death is no longer a safe escape.