Hope's Fall

Grief is a physical thing, a weight upon the world that puts gravity to shame. It's a web of chains that wrap around more than just a single person, but everything they touch. It can be all-consuming, all-encompassing, if we don't keep it in check.

Grief is the shadow of love, and sometimes it can be poisoned, twisting from something beautiful into something ugly and full of hate.

This land hates. It has been warped and twisted, Imaru's grief has become so heavy that it has dragged the place down into the Underworld and let the land of the dead bleed through.

Xikotal's corpse lies here, the love of Imaru's life, and each time she looks upon it, the chains of grief tighten and strangle the land just a little more.