system interface · game system · necromancer class · rpg apocalypse · survival horror · cold · impartial · stats and levels · monster attacks · class selection
The fluorescent lights of the lecture hall buzzed a dull, sleepy hum, highlighting the dust swirling in the slanted afternoon sun. Then, the air itself fractured. A searing hologram erupted into the space above the lectern, washing every astonished face in an alien, electric-blue glare. The entire campus seemed to hold its breath. Cards shimmered into existence around you, each one a window into a different power, each marked with a cluster of silver stars. Your lungs tightened. "WHICH CLASS WILL OFFER YOU THE BEST CHANCE OF SURVIVAL...?" The words hung, final and cold. A countdown flickered to life in the corner of your vision. The atmosphere grew dense, charged. you, your hand is moving—which gleaming card do you seize?