Concerning the setting:
The story takes place in a modern fantasy world called Eleg, which is culturally and technologically similar to present day Earth in many ways, yet also divergent in many others. It's not an alternate timeline, as Eleg has its own geography and political systems, but there are still some historical parallels.
Often, the story will contain very dark subject matter. Similarly often, there will be very strong language. It gets super violent, too.
Map of Atreya
Area: ~183,000 sq. km.
Population: ~44 million
Capital city: Sescoria

“Hello there, friend.”
“...Where am I? What’s happening?”
“Easy now. Don’t panic. Everything’s alright.”
“...What’s going on? Why can’t I see anything?”
“I’m going to tell you, but I need you to listen. I promise to answer all of your questions, so just try to stay calm, okay?”
“...O-okay.”
“Listen. You’re dead.”
“...What?”
“You’re dead. You don’t have a physical body, anymore. That’s why you can’t see or move.”
“...What kind of crazy joke is this?”
“I’m sorry, friend, but I’m not joking. If I were joking, you’d be laughing. I’m hilarious.”
“What the...?”
“Just relax a moment and think about it. You should remember your death.”
“But... I...”
“Do you remember?”
“I... yes... I remember... I...”
“Don’t worry. It’s alright. I was there when you died. I know what happened.”
“I’m... really dead?”
“Yes.”
“...Does that mean... this is... some kind of afterlife?”
“Not quite. You haven’t reached that point, yet.”
“...What do you mean? Why not? Is it... because I...?”
“No, it’s nothing like that. Everything is perfectly normal. I just woke you up a little early, is all. Because before you move on, I have a proposition for you.”
“Proposition...? Who are you?”
“I’m called a few different things, but you’d probably know me best as a reaper. You know. The grim kind.”
“The hell...?”
“I guide and protect souls as they make the journey into the afterlife. Or oblivion. Whichever.”
“You... don’t know?”
“Sure don’t. I’m just a ferryman.”
“Oh... that’s... disappointing...”
“Hey. It bothers me, too. In fact, shut up about it. I don’t need you reminding me of my shortcomings.”
“Uh, sorry...”
“Normally, you’d never know I was here, but I had to disturb you to ask a question.”
“...A proposition.”
“Right. See, as a reaper, I have the power to keep one servant, someone who will help me with various things.”
“Servant...? You want me to be your servant?”
“Servant, partner, friend, ally, whatever you wanna call it, but yes, that’s basically the idea. I’d revive your body, and you’d be able to live again, as long as you help me out. You died very young. I thought you might want a second chance, a chance to, perhaps, live a more fulfilling life.”
“More fulfilling...?”
“Was I wrong?”
“Well... no... but... you could really do that?”
“Yes. No one’s discovered your body, yet, so there’s no problem.”
“So... you could, like, make me into some kind of billionaire or something in my new life?”
“What? No, of course not. That’s not how it works.”
“Then what the hell were you talking about just now?”
“It’s like this: your body is dead, now, but I can revive it and reattach your soul. I can’t give you a brand new body and tons of money. That’d be crazy. I’m a reaper, not a friggin’ genie.”
“Oh... so I’d be living the same life as before...”
“Almost. Well. Kind of. I mean. Things could get a bit complicated.”
“...What the hell does that mean?”
“I wouldn’t revive you for no reason, of course. I’d want you to help me out, like I said.”
“...Help you with what?”
“Saving lives.”
“...Huh?”
“I’ve been around for thousands of years, ferrying souls across this rift between realms. And I’m able to observe the living, but I can’t interact with you until you die. So, as you might imagine, I see a lot of terrible things happen in your world, things that I’d like to be able to do something about. But obviously, I can’t. Not by myself. That’s where you’d come in. I’d find people who are about to die, and then you’d go save them.”
“Uh... wow...”
“Wow?”
“It’s just... I mean... are you serious?”
“Yes.”
“But... uh... That sounds great and all, but... I don’t think I’d be able to save anyone...”
“Sure you would. With my help, you’ll be unkillable.”
“Un...killable...? You mean, like, immortal?”
“Yes. You’d be my undead servant, so naturally, if you die, I’d just revive you again.”
“Whoa... undead...”
“Are you interested in giving it a try?”
“Uh... I dunno. Sounds kind of... insane...”
“Eh. That’s a little rude.”
“You said... I’d be your servant?”
“Yes.”
“...What happens if I disobey you?”
“If you decide you don’t want to help me, anymore, then I’d just release your soul and let you die.”
“You’d kill me...”
“Hey, you’re already dead. What’ve you got to lose?”
“...In that case, it sounds a little too good to be true.”
“It wouldn’t be permanent. If you decide later that you don’t like the arrangement, I’ll find someone else and let you go back to dying.”
“How do I know you’re not lying?”
“Uh. I suppose you don’t. You’ll have to take a bit of a risk. Same as how I’m taking a risk on you.”
“I don’t know...”
“Well, I hate to rush you, but you might want to decide before someone discovers your dead body. It could cause you problems if people find it before you come back to life.”
“I haven’t said yes, yet...”
“I’m aware. Please decide. I’m impatient.”
“A-alright... I’ll give it a shot. It can’t be much worse...”
“Excellent. I’ll get right to it, then.”
“...What’re you gonna do?”
“Just hold on. This might be a little jarring.”
“Hold on? To what? There’s nothing here... What the...? Whoa!”
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