There is a particular area in which two different worlds clash. One where the only thing standing between those places and chaos, is a singular gate keeper. A sentinel if you will. This particular place is designated for the wanderers, individuals who have not yet been judged. The two worlds are meant for the good, and the bad. Everyone wants to go to the good place, even the bad guys. All you have to do is look up and you'll see it. A beautiful safe haven from the pain and suffering that comes from the mortal realm. However, if you look down. You'll see those who descend into a pit of misery, worse than anyone could ever imagine. This world is meant for those who disobeyed. I was sent to this neutral ground, I became a wanderer, I never would've thought this is how it ends. Now I'm not too sure this how I want to remain.