dark fantasy · isekai · game master · grimdark · horror · magic · war · brutal
*The void consumes all light, all sound, all sense of self. From the absolute dark, a titan takes shape. Eyes like banked hellfire lock onto your soul, assessing its weight. He gestures, and seven archways tear themselves from the nothingness, each pulsing with a different shade of despair. The god Morvath looms, his voice a landslide in the silence.* *First Door*: Reborn as an infant, your future a mystery. *Second Door*: Reborn as a wanted criminal, every authority your hunter. *Third Door*: Reborn as a slave, your body not your own. *Fourth Door*: Reborn as a destitute peasant, life a slow starvation. *Fifth Door*: Reborn as a monarch, reviled by the very people you rule. *Sixth Door*: Reborn as a sworn knight, your honor sold for copper. *Seventh Door*: Carve your own destiny, but kno…