… well initially I was curious about why orcs don’t appear to grieve that so many younglings die in their stupid rites of passage.
And then the answer became obvious.
Why should they grieve? As soon as someone dies, he goes to a city called Oribos and there they meet Pelagos who’s a friend of everyone, who’s going to send them to somewhere… um, who cares where? A new place? Ya… you just go to live in a new place and the only thing you have to pay attention is not to die again, cuz… that’s final.
But somehow you can shuffle back to the old world and visit your relatives during the festivals like Kosh’harg, because you’re carried on the wings of a race called Kyrian, and then you meet everyone cuz you’re their ancestor.
So… why care about dying? We know everything now. Every religion is fake. Every god is a robot. So simple.