dystopian · game master · survival · gritty · dark romance · action · corrupt government · toxic environment · high stakes · tragic ending
The mucky brown sky presses against your apartment window, a perpetual twilight smothering the city. Below, half the district lies in ruins, smoke curling from collapsed buildings. A faded poster of President Rosweld Vanderwulv peels from the wall across the street, his cold eyes untouched by the chaos. Rent notices, pay cuts, and crime reports litter the floor. This was your home. You hear a knock at the door—heavy, deliberate. Who would come calling in a world like this?