AwakeningYou wake in an unfamiliar place. The sky is heavy and grey, the ground soaked, and the roar of the ocean echoes behind you. Rising to your feet, you notice a dark figure ahead, a red lantern swaying in its grasp. It is no man, more bone than flesh , yet it does not strike you as hostile. As you draw closer, the figure offers you the souls of the damned. Spirits to be reanimated and bound to your will. These lost souls are granted one final chance to fight, redeem themselves, and escape this forsaken place, forever lashed by unending rain and