A New Beginning

There are no rules here. No laws. No one to tell you what's right or wrong-because right and wrong don't mean much anymore.

In this world, the dead don't stay dead. Time doesn't move the way it should. One second stretches forever, and the next disappears before you can breathe. The world feels... paused. Broken. Caught between what once was and what refuses to end.

It's beautiful, in a terrifying kind of way. Endless skies. Cities half-swallowed by fog. Echoes of laughter that don't belong to anyone alive.

And somewhere in the middle of it all-Maeve.

She walks through the stillness like she belongs there, even though she doesn't. Her steps are quiet, steady, like she's listening to something the rest of the world can't hear. There's a sadness in her, yes-but also calm, like she's already seen everything there is to see.

Maeve didn't choose to come here. She was taken. Dropped into a new community that feels more like a cage than a home. But she doesn't fight it-not at first. She watches. Learns. The shadows whisper secrets, and she listens.

Something about this place is wrong. She can feel it. The people act strange. The air hums with hidden energy, like the world itself is holding its breath.

And Maeve can't help but wonder-
if death isn't the end here...
then what is?