CHRISTOPHER HAD EYES on nothing but the darkness. He was dead for sure, but still he had no questions— like he had been waiting for this moment all his life. However, he hadn't read that people actually ended up in an abyss of nothingness when they died.
Or was there an exception for demigods?
[DEATH MANIPULATION IS SUCCESSFUL]
[SKILL LEVEL: HIGH TIER]
[SKILL IS ONLY APPLICABLE TO THE PLAYER]
A brush of light, and Christopher was almost blinded. Again he opened his eyes to the darkness. This time rather, he was in a small room. Nighttime had surrendered to the sun, and it trumpeted into the room like pure oxygen, reviving and full of joy.
Christopher stared into the darkness, seeing his wretched self in the reflection. A seventeen-year old huddled against the elements. Terrified. Alone. And hopefully. . . Dead.
