Tartarus: The Realm of Underworld

[Silverbel]

YOU ARE DEAD.

But maybe you don't have to be.

If you click this link right here,
[closed]

... oh no, the gate is closed right now!
It looks like you will have to stay dead after all, for the moment.

[Silverbel]

Before the Gate stands an elderly man in a grey cloak. He is a Sage, one of the guides to this realm.
If you talk to him, he will grant you wisdom.

To talk to the sage, click this link:
[TALK TO SAGE]

[Silverbel]

An endless shifting plane of grey stretches before you.


Some distance to the North, you can see a house coming into view.


[MOVE NORTH]
[MOVE SOUTH]

[Silverbel]

You have completely lost your sense of direction. You hope you are not walking in circles. The grey provides no hints whatsoever, stretching on without border or restrain into the endless nothing before you.

[TRAVEL ONWARD]

[Silverbel]

The endless flat grey seems to go on forever.

To your south, the Gate and the Sage of Soul can be seen some distance away.

[MOVE NORTH]
[MOVE SOUTH]

[Silverbel]

You are not near any visible landmarks now. The gate is out of sight.
There is nothing but flat, endless grey in every single direction.

[KEEP MOVING]

[Silverbel]

You have completely lost your sense of direction. You hope you are not walking in circles. The grey provides no hints whatsoever, stretching on without border or restrain into the endless nothing before you.

[TRAVEL ONWARD]

[Silverbel]

You are not near any visible landmarks now. The gate is out of sight.
There is nothing but flat, endless grey in every single direction.

[KEEP MOVING]

[Silverbel]

There is nothing. Wherever you are going, you are not there.
It would be a shame if you ended up somewhere you have already been.

[KEEP TRAVELING]

[Silverbel]

The Gate is fading from view now as you travel. Remember, you can still enter it at any time.
You can no longer see the Sage of Soul.

[CONTINUE ACROSS THE EMPTY]

[Silverbel]

You have completely lost your sense of direction. You hope you are not walking in circles. The grey provides no hints whatsoever, stretching on without border or restrain into the endless nothing before you.

[TRAVEL ONWARD]

[Silverbel]

An endless shifting plane of grey stretches before you.

You have almost reached the small house to the north, and you see a familiar-looking old man standing in front of it. . .

[MOVE NORTH]
[MOVE SOUTH]

[Silverbel]

The quiet is maddening.
There is nothing here, there or anywhere. You don't even know which direction the gate is anymore.

[JUST KEEP WALKING]

[Silverbel]

You have completely lost your sense of direction. You hope you are not walking in circles. The grey provides no hints whatsoever, stretching on without border or restrain into the endless nothing before you.

[TRAVEL ONWARD]

[Silverbel]

The quiet is maddening.
There is nothing here, there or anywhere. You don't even know which direction the gate is anymore.

[JUST KEEP WALKING]