The Gatekeeper
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  • Reads 634
  • Votes 6
  • Parts 30
  • Time 6h 42m
Ongoing, First published Jan 22, 2015
Mature
I am a Gatekeeper.

When you die, my report will determine your fate in the afterlife.

For most souls, this is a fairly straightforward matter. I simply scan their memories and offer my opinion. For others, things can get complicated.

When a soul has been severed by trauma into a number of alters, each must be assessed on their own merits.

In order to accomplish that task, I must often overshadow the soul of someone close to the subject to see firsthand who they actually are and what they’ve been dealing with. Only then can I provide an accurate and just assessment at the time of their passing.

My first case took me to the 1990s American Midwest where a man named Erik helped me invade the soul space of my initial mission subject. Speaking through Erik, let me begin the story.
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