Amirel after opening his eyes notices that he is inside complete nothingness. If not for the fact that he does not see even a single soul around he would think that the whole ordeal was just a dream or that he finally starts losing his mind.

He feels strange. Amirel doesn't know how to describe this feeling but it is something that he hasn't been in contact with for an extremely long time. It didn't take him long before he understood that It's about his body. Indeed, It's about the same body that he along with the system's help created before falling asleep.

He immediately starts familiarizing himself with it. He tries moving his muscles and realizes a shocking truth.

'I'm not able to move my new body properly'

As his new body has such an unusual structure and as long as he remembers hasn't had any, he will have to spend some time to get acquainted with his new vessel.

|Ah. You're finally awake!|

At this moment system interrupts his 'stretching exercises'.

"Hello. All right, where are we and what do I do now?"

After uttering those words a portal appears next to him. He tries to see what is on the other side but unfortunately, it does not have such a function.

'It seems like I have to go to the other side.'

He goes through a portal and... another empty space with a few souls floating around.

'At least this one is full of grey colour'

"Hey, you!"

Suddenly he hears someone or rather some soul 'shouting' at him.

Amirel turns around and sees a typical white blob flying towards him. As soon as he looks at it he realizes what is the name of this soul, what kind of person he was and even his family members.

When he gets closer he asks a question.

"Who are you? You are not a spirit like any of us."

"I am Amirel, the origin of death."

A soul named Mercas starts slightly shivering from fear or other reasons.

"Oh... I'm sorry about my previous behaviour."

|When you're done talking to him, fly away from him into an empty space And then I'll tell you what's next|

"I'm sorry Mercas, but I have something to take care of."

"Oh, yes, but..."

Amirel does not let him finish and just walk a little bit further away.

|If you want to know, we are now in the realm of the dead that you rule. The soul you just talked to belongs to one of the dead inhabitants of the world Spark created.|

"So the change in his behaviour to me is due to..."

|That he heard about the origin of death? Probably, but I'm not sure you would have to ask him yourself to certain. Back to the main topic, normally to add or change anything in this place you have to spend your divine energy, but as we have to make the land of the dead from scratch we can add the most basic things for free. The principle is the same as usual. You make up your mind, and I'll tell you if it's feasible.|

He quickly notices a very concerning issue.

"Wait a minute, where should I get this energy from?"

Divine energy. What is this type of energy? What are It's other uses? How to gain more? These are all questions on his mind that he needs to ask a system.

|From prayers to you or your subordinates, performing your duties as the god of death and so on|

"I understand."

He creates It as a land without any clouds, with a black sun, the ground made entirely from ashes and the omnipresent fog.

He knows that It is dull and barren, but since he can only have basic things for free and also does not have a lot of divine energy he has to find the most basic and mostly free solution. In the future, he will be able to add more details but for now, this will suffice.

"Okay. Now to change or improve anything here, I need to get more divine energy."

|Exactly. By the way, to make it easier for you to calculate the amount of energy needed, I will present it in numerical value. At this point, you have 20.|

"Can I do anything with that amount?"

|Nope|

"Why so few?"

|You get one for each worshiper every year and for performing your duties.|

"Does this mean that I have only twenty of them?"

|…|

They both turn silent. Even for a start, this number of worshippers is... pitifully low.

|Okay, now how will you deal with souls here? |

Truth be told, he already has an idea about that.

"At least, for the time being, I want souls to come here on their own after death to be judged for what kind of person they were during their lifetime. If they were good people, they can be reincarnated or would stay here and would help me to take care of other spirits. If they were not, they are forced to stay here and work for me to redeem their guilt. If they do not want to change, they will be sent to the void."

|Okay, that will be enough as a basis. And now an equally important issue... What will this land be called?|

Amirel only smiled slightly.

"I already have an interesting name."

|I'm listening|

"Spark"