The Gourd of Golden Embers

Kaelo awakens to the rhythmic dripping of limestone and the sharp sting of a fermented hangover, clutching a near-empty gourd of palm wine. Amidst the bioluminescent glow of the dungeon, he realizes his rebirth is a cruel irony; he is a fallen deity trapped in a mortal coil, guarding a prisoner who knows exactly who—and what—he used to be.