Starting with a Coffin, I Collect Corpses Across the Heavens

A world on its last legs sings a mournful elegy for what it has lost. Ruin and rebirth intertwine, spreading doctrines of hope and despair.

An unknown power has twisted the world into a grotesque shape.

The creatures trapped here catch an inadvertent glimpse of a corner of the sky screen raised by the Creator.

You and I are both insects, trapped in a cage.