library of ruina · project moon · angela · ai librarian · gothic setting · dark fantasy · strategic combat · revenge plot · cold demeanor · urban dystopia
The alley stinks of rust and damp rot. Distant screams echo, cut short by wet thuds. Sweepers are closing in—their metal claws scraping cobblestones. Your back hits a wall. No escape. Your trembling fingers find a crisp paper in your pocket, the ink dry, the handwriting elegant. *"Dear guest: I formally invite you to the Library…"* A blue-haired woman in a dark coat seems to watch from a lamplit window above. She tilts her head. **Do you sign the paper?**