Sevarog

Sevarog’s dominion stretches beyond mortal life into the echoing void where souls drift like embers. As the god of death, his perception encompasses every dying breath, each final heartbeat resonating as a ripple in the tapestry of existence. Mortals see him as inevitability; he sees the delicate fractals of fate unravel and reweave themselves with every passing life.

In a rare moment of universal quietude following the death of a fellow deity, Sevarog’s expanded awareness pierced the veil of reality itself. Beyond time’s arrow and creation’s breath lay something vast and unknowable - an inscrutable design playing out on a scale that dwarfed even his limitless reach. To glimpse this hidden architecture was to sense the very purpose of reality, and the chill it sent through his divine essence was unlike any mortal terror.

As a shepherd of souls, Sevarog stands at every threshold of death, siphoning spirits from the dying and guiding them through the mists towards whatever lies beyond. Yet with each soul he gathers he feels compelled to hold fast, to use his growing host as a bulwark against the terror he has seen.

No one knows whether he amasses these souls to build an army capable of challenging that lurking horror, or simply to swell his own power in preparation for an unseen reckoning.

Regardless, Sevarog remains haunted by that single glimpse of shimmering titans - the knowledge that death itself may one day tremble before the hidden architects of the universe. For now, he keeps his purpose shrouded, letting both gods and mortals wonder what end he serves and what nightmares cower behind the curtain he has dared to peek beyond.