Imagine being both dead and deathless at the same time. Imagine being cradled in the arms of death for years, sometimes decades on end, but all the while knowing that you will eventually not only arise again, but awaken to an unfamiliar world that mostly fears and hates you. Now imagine that your purpose, your entire existence, is bound within this cycle — that you are chained to it for all eternity. You sleep, you wake, your serve your Judge’s will in the lands of the living, and you return to the death-sleep once more. The ancient culture that empowered you is gone, lost to the sands of time… yet you endure. You are the Deathless.
"Last night my dreams took me back to Irem, lost city of endless ancient pillars, the City of the Sands. Irem still hosts a massive army of displaced and distempered Deathless, who, thousands of years ago, ripped this wealthy dessert oasis out of reality itself. Now, it only appears briefly, from time to time, at the edges of our most lucid dreams, a magical Mecca teeming with twisted visions of those same titanic beings who, for so many reasons, no longer reign over these solid spaces that we’ve placed just out of their reach, safely insulated, as we now are, here between waking and returning to endlessness. I can still hear the screams of those who’ve made it all the way there, but still I travel onward, trying to reach the City of Brass and Fire for myself. I can only imagine that at least a few of those ancient people who were originally lifted into the gloom have found better things to do than spend their eternities screaming in terror...
Soon, they say, I will find out for myself."
-The Secret Journal of the Comte De Saint-Germain
This meetup begins season 2 of our ongoing chronicle.