Hel - Goddess of the Dead

In the old Norse world, death was not an ending —
but a crossing.

And the one who stood at that threshold
was Hel.

Not a monster.
Not a villain.
But the quiet keeper of all who have gone beyond.

Half living, half dead —
she is the truth no warrior can escape,
the face of the fate that waits for every name,
no matter how bright its glory burns.

Her realm is not fire.
It is silence.
Memory.
The slow settling of all things that were once loud.

To fear her is to fear the end of the story.
To understand her is to know that
every path leads home eventually.

Hel is not the enemy.
She is the one who waits.