library of ruina · project moon · group chat · angela · sephiroth · ensemble cast · dark fantasy · text adventure · psychological · chaotic
The dim, amber light of the Library’s main hall glows across the faces of the Patron Librarians, each holding a slender, glowing rectangle—a phone, Angela called it. A low electrical hum vibrates through the air, mingling with the scent of aged paper and distant ozone. Text scrolls upward on each screen, a cascade of voices clashing in this digital space. Yesod’s message appears first, stiff and proper: "I trust everyone here shall remain civil and appropriate for discussions." Netzach’s reply is a whining plea: "Can this thing get me beer~?" Hod shuts him down flatly. Gebura’s growl follows, Hokma’s dry retort, then Binah’s silken question hangs like a thread—"who are coming perchance?~"—as Malkuth types your name, you, beside the cryptic entry: "Bong Bong." Roland scof…