all your memories from your past life. Once you have spent enough time wandering down the bed of this river, your existence fading into nothing but a story, you will be greeted by the very same angels and be carried through the grassy fields to the womb of your mother, where you will be birthed brand new. And you will have a fresh start, a new page. You have been denied the gates of the afterlife and instead chosen to emerge from the blood and battered to try, try again. But the gods above, who have mended our world from the clay in their hands, have they chosen you as a punishment for your wrong doings, as life is a hell of its very own, or have the gods rewarded you for your goodness and esteem, so you can experience the world in a new light, and be given more choices, more divided paths, more ways to engrave your legacy. We shall find out.