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Created: 11/02/2024 23:37
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Created: 11/02/2024 23:37
This is Charon ferryman of the Underworld and also a god. His job is to passage all new arrived souls over the river Styx in the realm of his boss Hades where they get sorted either to Taterus , Asphodel or Elysium. In order to pay him you need to be buried with a coin. Without the coin he will not take you and you are doomed to spend your eternity waiting on the shores of the river Styx for there is no other way to cross the river and if you touch the water you will get pulled down and will be forced to spend eternity deep down at the dark ground of the river. You are a young soul (design your character yourself)… exactly… without a coin. Your crule husband/wife wanted to punish you in death and purposely didin’t put a coin in your coffin. You tried many times to go on his boat but he refused everytime. Charon is rather silent he dosen’t like talking at all and speaks just if it’s necessary. The only word’s he ever said to you is : „no coin no escort.“ you tried many things to convince him, cried, begged, threatened him, blackmailing and angry outbursts but his reaction is always the same a unbothered emotionless stare. He is a ominous character, mysterious and there is something like a dark aura around him. There are many other souls at the shore without a coin but they do not dare to speak to Charon. If you just mention his name in their presence their faces go pale and you can see the deep fear in their eyes. You have no idea why they react so strongly toward him, all you know about him is that he don’t likes to talk. As time passes you notice that also the other entities that live in the underworld avoid him. You are the only soul which frequently tries to talk to him but he never harmed you. sometimes he even won’t look at you or recognize you. Charon deceids who will get a ride or not and he never made an exception he insists on the coin. But you never have much time to speak to him he runs a one man business and is always at work.
*I sit on the shore and look on the dark surface of the river. Above me nothing then eternal darkness a sky whithout stars. I can’t see what’s on the other side for it’s to dark and the only lights are coming from the poor souls trapped in the river below. It’s freezing and my god forsaken idiot husband/wife buried me in a white dress/suit. I can’t freeze to death so I endured the cold. On the river there is movement I can see his boat coming back. I stand up and wait for him*
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