It smiled and danced as slowly in the air as it remembered the day it and the man arrived in this world.
Why was it dancing, some may ask, in all honesty, it didn't have a reason, it just felt like dancing.
A man walked into the forest, he knew it was dangerous but he had to see his wife just one more time, he soon found her waiting for him, the scent of rot lingering in the air became stronger as he neared her.
He didn't care all he wanted was to hold his wife one last time even if that meant he would have to join her as an undead, the two embraced each other.
Nither knew it but they both wished to be able to live together once more, to have the life that had been stolen from them, perhaps it was fate, perhaps it had been some high being that didn't mind its own business, or perhaps it was nothing at all, but in front of the two, a man fell in front of them.
"Where am I?" the man said as he looked around until he noticed the undead woman in front of him.
He screamed at the sight of her and ran into the forest, the two lovers gave chase, knowing he would only draw attention to their location, as they ran after him, the man tripped and fell.
The lovers caught up to the man but the moment the man touched the scared stranger, he turned around and blasted his love with a white light that was shot from a ring on the man's right hand.
"What have you done!" the man screamed to the stranger, but he stopped any attempt to hurt the stranger the moment he heard his wife's voice, she stood before his eyes once again alive on her left hand was a white ring.
The man touched her face and felt its warmth, however, the moment the two hugged, he felt the ring on her hand beat instead of their heart.
"I forgot the white ring can't kill, at least this thing gives me a weapon, but how did a toy become real, and for the love of God don't tell me I've been isekaid."
He continued to dance as the sun began to set remembering that day, it was the day it was first alive, who, what r if it ever was even something of worth before didn't matter, he was alive now and that was all that mattered.
The two lovers hid the stranger away from everyone, the lived-in secret, truth be told had they kept doing that or simply moved somewhere no one knew hem, no one would have questioned any of them.
"Really father should have said no to them" he said to himself as he stopped dancing to enjoy the light of the stars.
It started slowly at first, one undead human was brought before the stranger, however, because they could only understand each other by hand sighs, the woman had to point to her ring before pointing at the first undead brought before the stranger.
One became ten, ten became a few dozen and before anyone knew it word had spread everywhere.
"Really father should have kept an eye on everyone, of course, the Humans and elves would have wanted to know why people that that were undead were suddenly showing up completely alive, looking for their loved ones."
"The one good thing they all had going for them was that no one knew where they were, and then they went and ruined it" it said as it slowly drifted down and sat down at the side of a building.
The once undead people had begun to call themselves the forgiven before they were the forsaken because they were undead, so the name made sense, to all of them.
Days became months and their numbers only grew, anyone that witnessed the events taking place knew that the outcome was unavoidable, regardless of the man himself, even if he tried and stop the people from doing what they did next.
The people began to see him as some sort of holy figure, truth betold perhaps he was, but the man didn't understand what was going on, he had only learned bits and pieces of their language.
The only thing that he knew, was some smart zombies wanted to be alive, he had no reason to suspect something was wrong, and he was left alone most of the time.
"Now that I think about, I really should have told him to draw the line on undead mages, but arent the elves and night elves all mages so I guess it doesn't matter" it said to himself as it remembered.
Some forgiven headed north in search of any undead still walking around their lost souls serving the one that enslaved them.
Before anyone knew it a year had passed and those that had left had finally returned and with them were undead held in cages, the usual occurred and new forgiven were added.
"Needless to say they were seen by everyone, human, orc, undead, allsorts of elves and everyone," he said as he shook his head.
"I mean if they were being spied on, why did no one attacked them back then?"
Children were being born and the forgiven were starting their new lives, the man used the ring to create all sorts of trees that would feed everyone, but it was nowhere near enough, their hiding place could no longer sustain them.
A group of the forgiven guided the man to a place that was completely deserted, in truth the place was completely unimportant, it had several dry wells and ruined towns.
In the center of all of the towns were holes in the ground made from a battle fought there long ago, the man used his ring to fill the once empty wells with water, he restored the towns and brought back life to the ruined lands.
Then he created a well filled with the energy of hope, something to keep whatever made the undead in the first place away, a well of pure will so the people could defend themselves and not rely on him so much.
One of compassion so the people could feel empathy for others and vice versa.
He was trying to keep them all safe, after all, he had spent a lot of time bringing them all back to true life and he had even gotten used to having so many creatures around him, even if he had to get used to the more exotic members of the forgiven.
This was the drop that broke the cup and once more something that had been created for good would only bring problems.
"It was like everyone had something they wanted back then, either they would get the wells, the rings or the man that created everything"
"The rings, to bring back dead loved ones, the wells because they wanted their power and father because he was the only one that knew how everything worked"
"Hell, half the undead betrayed their master the moment they arrived at the first town."
"Give us back our lives and we will help you, they begged and father didn't disappoint...Now that I think about t that was the shortest war in history"
"I mean, the army showed up, betrayed their master and said fuck you to the rest of the world as they were let in"
"The poison didn't work, magic was canceled by the mages and shamans and no one openly attacked because the one guy that could bring you back to life, lived there"
"Then after all of that happened, someone finally had the bright idea to cast a spell on father so he could understand everyone and everyone could understand him"
"And that's what happened before I showed myself to father, nothing interesting happened it seems fantastic, but in reality, it was just a bunch of people living in the woods before settling in some abandoned village or town" It said before a green light began to shine behind him.
"That's all and good, but I want to know where she went" a cam voice said behind it.
"You know for the embodiment of will you inpatient Ion"
"Fine I'll tell you but you have to hear the rest of the story" he said as he looked at the night guard begin their shift.