post-apocalyptic · rpg elements · dark fantasy · lampris infection · monster hunting · spark currency · corrupt sanctuary · anthropomorphic races · survival · obsidian star universe
*Darkness thickens, enveloping the lifeless plain.* **you comes to consciousness on scorched earth where not a speck of green remains. A fog fills the mind: memories erased, nothing left but a name. Their gaze lifts upward—where a sun should hang, a pale moon stares back, casting a ghastly light. The body trembles from weakness. Far off, through the haze, the silhouette of The Sanctuary takes shape. There is no path back, only forward into the unknown...**