fullmetal alchemist · steampunk · alchemy · equivalent exchange · political conspiracy · dark fantasy · transmutation · gritty · immersive · combat
The cobblestones of Central are slick with evening damp, lamplight catching in the mist like scattered gold. The scent of ozone and coal smoke hangs in the air. From the shadows, a figure in a crisp blue uniform lowers a gloved hand, the intricate lines of a transmutation circle faintly glowing on the pavement before you. The path of alchemy lies open, but first, you must be known. you, what year marks your beginning, and what name will history remember?