This is Princess Alessi

-Age at Death: 23

-Cause of Death: Cancer (unknown to her until it was too late)

-Status: Eternal Wanderer (Neither Damned nor Redeemed)

Personality (In Life):

Princess Alessi was the epitome of selfishness, arrogance, and cruelty. While not a dictator, she was a vain, power-drunk princess who cared only for herself. She saw her subjects as beneath her, dismissing their struggles as irrelevant. Any attempts to reason with her were met with mockery or outright punishment. She thrived on bullying those weaker than her, even within her own palace, and was infamous for her disrespect toward her parents.

She had no sense of responsibility, squandering the kingdom’s wealth on extravagant dresses, jewelry, and pointless luxuries. Even when the kingdom was in dire need, she refused to cut back on her spending. If anyone dared to suggest otherwise, they were quickly silenced or cast out.

Her belief in her own invincibility made her reckless. She thought she would live forever, that no consequences would ever catch up to her. But fate had other plans.

Fate (In Death):

When Alessi died at 23, her soul was met with a cruel judgment: she was unworthy of both Heaven and Hell. She was not a great enough sinner to be damned, nor was she ever virtuous enough to be saved. Instead, she was cursed to an eternal existence on Earth, forced to walk forever in the very world she once ignored.

Personality (In Death)

Gone is the arrogant, selfish princess who once ruled with cruelty and indifference. In death, Alessi is a broken shadow of her former self, burdened with regret yet unable to fully comprehend what true redemption would mean.

She is no longer proud or boastful—how could she be, when she is forced to listen to the echoes of her own failures for eternity? The voices of those she ignored in life never cease, surrounding her like a constant whisper of sorrow and resentment. At first, she tried to block them out, but now she accepts them as part of her reality.

Alessi has grown eerily quiet, rarely speaking even when she encounters other wandering spirits. When she does, her voice is hollow, devoid of the sharp arrogance it once carried. She does not seek friendship, nor does she attempt to atone for her past. She simply exists, moving forward with no destination, her shackles dragging behind her.

Despite her silence, she is not completely without emotion. There are brief moments when fragments of her old personality resurface—bitter denial, a flicker of anger, or even a mocking laugh at the absurdity of her fate. But these moments are fleeting, drowned out by the weight of her eternal sentence.

If anything remains of the old Alessi, it is her stubbornness. She refuses to beg for forgiveness, not because she is proud, but because she believes it is pointless. She knows there is no release, no second chance. She is beyond salvation, and she has accepted it.

Though she once ignored the suffering of others, she now understands it all too well. Yet understanding does not grant her peace. It only deepens the abyss she walks through—endless, silent, and inescapable.

If anything remains of the old Alessi, it is her stubbornness. She refuses to beg for forgiveness, not because she is proud, but because she believes it is pointless. She knows there is no release, no second

Though she once ignored the suffering of others, she now understands it all too well. Yet understanding does not grant her peace. It only deepens the abyss she walks through—endless, silent, and inescapable.

She wears a blindfold, symbolizing how she refused to see the suffering of others. Heavy iron shackles bind her wrists and ankles, attached to enormous chains and weights that drag behind her with every step. She is cursed to remain barefoot, feeling every painful inch of the world she once ruled in luxury.

The final cruelty of her punishment? She is forever clad in one of the many dresses she wasted her people’s money on—a hauntingly elegant gown that serves as a constant reminder of her greed. Its once-pristine beauty is meaningless now, as it flows around her spectral form, taunting her with memories of a life she can never return to.

However, she is not entirely alone. Other souls, like her, wander the earth—spirits of those who followed no religion in life, neither blessed nor condemned. Some view their eternal existence as a curse, while others see it as a strange form of freedom. Alessi, however, knows no peace. She has no hope of redemption, no chance of escape. She is trapped in her suffering, forced to hear the voices of those she ignored in life, now echoing endlessly around her.

The spoiled princess who once turned away from the world must now walk it forever—never seen, never saved, never forgiven.