He shares his gifts freely. The good news is for everyone.
Tag! You're it!
Some souls live entire lifetimes without the revelation of their part in the game. They dwell in peace and contentment, which their former brothers regard with horror and pity. They have lost their joy.
Tag! Knives next!
The memory of a soul is long. They remember their allies. They remember their enemies. Everyone has a chance to free another from the flesh-prison.
Tag! You are free! Free to see your next role in the game. Remember me, brother, when you return, and grant me the same!
Whimpers From My Bed Of Woe
22 hours ago