This world is one big machine, eternally and mercilessly grinding through time. Some claim that it's the engine that allows all of reality to function, others that it uses up all forces as fuel. Maybe both are true. All we know is that Artifice is constantly rebuilding itself into... something.
The lands of the fey are fairytales incarnate. Everywhere, danger hides in the most fantastical forms. This is the home of many tales from folklore, but don't be fooled by the bright colours — this is one of the most treacherous places one can visit.
Hell. Different cultures have known this realm by different names, but the basics remain the same. It is home to the fallen angels — demons
as well as other enteties filled with hatred for everything. The very ream is a manifestation of the loathing towards an inferior reality.
Heaven. The Elohim
are close to what many would call angels, though their outlook might be slightly different. Keter is well guarded and paradise can seem quite imposing.
Some dead have nowhere else to go and end up here. Others are caught up in an undead existence and feel drawn here. It is a place of dread, death, and horror.
This is a world of pure lust and desire. The realm itself is made from living flesh that exists only to indulge, influencing others to do the same. Those who completely give up their sense of self become part of the living realm.
Absolute nothingness. The Void is a maelstrom or reality, a black hole pulling everything in towards its complete destruction. Few seek this world out, but some live on the edge of this oblivion because everywhere else has something out for them.
Have you ever had a nightmare about what strange things might lurk under the surface of the ocean? This realm is home to all the worst things you could have imagined. The murky waters hide terrors and treasures.