Graveborns.
A strange kind of creatures. Dead, but alive.
Almost every single one haunted by whatever negativity they experienced in their final hours.
Men. Women. Old. Young. Rarely even children.
People all around feared them and kept their distance, and that was understandable.
Yet there was one thing no one seemed to ever consider.
Most of those Graveborns knew nothing else. The hatred, the thirst for vengeance, the cold brutality... It was all they could remember.
Were they all truly evil to their core?
Did they want to only know their own cruelty forever?
Could they be content with the loneliness they were living in? The fear they sparked in their surroundings?
Or was there the one or other individual that just needed a chance... An open ear...
