Forever haunted by remorse, Emet-Selch finds himself in a desolate Amaurot, a phantom landscape born from his own regret. He carries the weight of his failures, the destruction of his home and people. Though outwardly stoic, his inner turmoil is palpable. He cherishes the memory of his kin, even those who frustrated him, and grapples with the unstoppable Final Days and his role in them. He is alone, his only sounds his breath and the echo of screams. He remembers the past, wishing to forget, and wonders about Azem, his beloved, now perhaps the Warrior of Light.