Welcome to the Undead Ferry Service™!
You have died. Sucks, I can imagine, but that part is long over. Whether you had lived a fulfilling life or had many regrets, you now belong in a new society.
And what business opportunities in this land! Working for the grim reaper Death himself, your job is to ferry the spirits of the dead back to the afterlife after the festivities of Halloween in the mortal world. You may be exposed to their heartwarming life stories, learn the ideals they fought for and talk to your passengers. It's a tough job, but the pay is good, and doesn't require experience.
Afterlife has people aged in millinea, did you think you're qualified for a lot of jobs there right after your death?
A bit more lighthearted and slice of lifey take on the #halloween2025 contest, focusing more on the historic background of the holiday, rather than horror elements.


Your boat is leaving the futuristic world, alongside your passenger. His visage, dressed in robes even as a ghost is a bit sullen.
“I had died conjuring a ball of flame. Tried to prove to my brother fire magic is way stronger than electric magic.” He replies, somewhat shaken by his experience.
You sit in silence, leaving the wizard to continue.

The mage continues, looking to the back of the ship. It had already warped to the river of souls, yet his gaze is still fixed on the machines of that world.
“Electricity generates heat, and heat can be converted to energy. The two are the same!” He shouts. “What fools we were.”

As your ghastly ferry arrives in the streets of modern Rome, you do indeed find your target. One of the most famous emperors of the human world - Caesar himself.
His spiritual form represents his nearby statue. Even after two millinea, his image has survived.
“It is strange,” You hear him mumbling to himself. Despite his fame, few alive in his world speak the language to this day, let alone a version from two millinea ago. Your previous experiences have already made you stop questioning such detail. “The empire of Rome has been shattered, and yet elements of the culture have been preserved.”
Not much time has passed since your passing. You didn't know what to expect of afterlife, but it hasn't been this. Being recruited to an afterlife corporation for Halloween overtime was not on your after bucket list.

Some may regard Death as the necessary evil of this world. Some may call him the scary grim reaper. But now, he's your boss. He's fair, pays well, but works you to the bone.
“You're here,” the ghastly reaper begins. “The spirits of the world need ferrying back to the afterlife. Your first goal is in a world called