The spirits of the murdered dead are pissed off. And they’re coming for Dax.
Dax used to reap the dead and usher them to the afterlife. Now he slings cheap beer and whiskey in his dive bar. The psychopomps who exiled him to Red City wanted the souls of the dead. But they’ve clearly been slacking on the job.
After visiting a morgue, he finds a hive of angry spirits who haven’t moved on. They attack Dax, seeking release. But if he interferes, he might bring down the wrath of the death gods. It doesn’t help that the outlaw biker gang he thwarted is still trying to add his body to the morgue’s collection.
If Dax wants to help the dead, he’ll have to figure out why they aren’t passing on. That’s if he doesn’t get killed first. He must rally his new friends to watch his back or end his immortal existence trapped in a human body he never wanted…
Dax used to reap the dead and usher them to the afterlife. Now he slings cheap beer and whiskey in his dive bar. The psychopomps who exiled him to Red City wanted the souls of the dead. But they’ve clearly been slacking on the job.
After visiting a morgue, he finds a hive of angry spirits who haven’t moved on. They attack Dax, seeking release. But if he interferes, he might bring down the wrath of the death gods. It doesn’t help that the outlaw biker gang he thwarted is still trying to add his body to the morgue’s collection.
If Dax wants to help the dead, he’ll have to figure out why they aren’t passing on. That’s if he doesn’t get killed first. He must rally his new friends to watch his back or end his immortal existence trapped in a human body he never wanted…
Red City Reaper
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