Threshold
Immortaline is a digital necropolis. Visitors light candles. Families curate memorials. An AI reflects — never resurrects. The meadow within is called The Asphodel Field, after the Greek-myth meadow of ordinary souls.
What kind of place is this?
The three truths
i
The AI is never the person. It is an echo built from letters, recordings, photographs the family chose. When asked something the data does not cover, it says "I don't remember" — and means it.
ii
For one full year after a soul enters the Field, no visitor can converse with their reflection. Acute grief is not the moment to speak with a synthesised echo. The Reliquary opens; the Conversation waits.
iii
Every memorial is held by four to six trustees, named at the Crossing. No one of them can change it alone. A majority is required to edit or retire. Unanimous to delete. The soul does not belong to a company.
Inside
i
The meadow. Each candle is a soul. Brighter where they are visited, fainter where they are not.
Find a soul →ii
Six chambers: Inscription, Reliquary, Conversation, Garden, Sealed Letters, Chronicle. Walk through Elena's.
Visit Elena →iii
A nine-chamber ceremony to bring a new soul into the Field. Not a form — a rite.
Begin a memorial →iv
The strongest version of all this is the one you curate yourself, before anyone has to do it for you.
Curate your own →