HOLLOW PRAYERS ON AN EMPTY DECK

Humanity is DEAD.

The River Styx has flooded into a boundless, screaming ocean.

The weight of a billion drowning souls broke the throat of the world wide.

Are you a MACHINE?

An ANGEL?

Or just another SINNER?

Regardless of who you are, it all ends the same. The Ferryman will be left alone to perform a task that no longer has meaning for the rest of time, completely unaware that God is gone. The Angels won't spare a flicker of holy light to these abysmal depths.

He should just cast himself into the bottomless sea.

Gabriel should have left him to sink.