They say there is a paradise that awaits mortals when they die. Perhaps, that place is Elysium. Somewhere beyond all other realms, there lies a land of plenty. Some wander in, some simply awake there, and others swim in from the ocean. Elysium seems to welcome all, succoring them with lush grasses and untouched lands theirs for the taking. Herds form, and all seems calm, for the resources are plentiful, and there is no reason for strife. Yet, all the while there are eyes watching. Not all that glitters is gold. Soon, the first of the living dead horses of Elysium will be revealed again. The eldest of the population might remember him; Mantus, leader of the deceased and spirits that cannot rest. Then it will be up to the inhabitants of Elysium to react wisely. Do they succumb to the flight instincts as the animals of prey they are, or do they fight? Or better yet, join the living dead? Who will protect this new found paradise?