Hanging upside down, you reach up for the being’s thorn crown, but it reacts swiftly, seizing your arm with an iron grip. What was once firm yet gentle turns savage, and your bones crack, splintering under the pressure. In one brutal, spine-chilling pull, it wrenches both your arm and leg from your body. The sickening sound of tearing flesh and snapping bone echoes in your ears as blood floods from the wounds, spraying in all directions.

Your body is left shattered, your limbs dangling uselessly as blood pours from you, mixing with the air around you. Pain surges through your mind, but it’s quickly replaced with a numbness as your vision blurs. The once intense heat of the abyss does nothing to warm your cooling body.

The world spinning as the air rushes past you. The severed limbs trail behind you, useless and broken. Everything fades to black, and in the blackness, you feel nothing but cold.

Then, the strangest thing happens. You see your body, falling ahead of you, but you no longer feel the pain, nor the fear. With a shock, you realize you’ve become a spirit.