the moment life returns, kaelthys knows — not because the corpse moves, not because those dulled golden eyes open, but because something ancient shifts.
a thread that had once been severed now trembles with existence once more. judas lives.
It's been a few years after the death of the demon. Many had moved on, others haven't. As the demon's corpsed lay there, the god himself stood beside him, wearing the face of the man who he barely remembers but he knows he married. It took a few moments for the soul to