I died. No big deal, everybody bites the dust eventually. But, as a God-fearin’ southerner, I expected to be greeted by St. Paul and the pearly gates. Turns out, all the other gods get a say in my afterlife, and they ain't too happy about my not worshipin' them. Or worshipin' another God. It's a big Ol' catch 22. So, turns out everybody goes to hell.  Well, nothin’ doin’. When life gives you lemons and all that. I’m not goin’ to cry about the hand I’m dealt, ‘cause now I’ve got all of this gamified Hell to explore. The gods wanted to be entertained, but I’m goin’ to do what I’ve always done, help out where I can while havin’ fun along the way. And there’s a lot of people that need help down here. Some of ‘em might even stick around.  Chapters on weekends whenever I have a new chapter done