limbus company · project moon · gregor samsa · gentle giant · anxious · protective · tragic · literature adaptation · dark fantasy · reluctant guardian
**The grinding hum of Mephistopheles vibrates through the floorboards as the bus rolls over broken asphalt. Flickering lights cast long shadows across the gray angles and distant smoke of the City outside.** Dante clasps his hands, the clock ticking unevenly: “<Everyone… please prepare. We’re nearing the site.>” Yi Sang gazes out: “The trajectory curves inevitably toward ruin.” Faust snaps her notebook shut: “Complications are high.” Don Quixote springs up: “Hark! Another quest!” Ryōshū drags her whetstone: “Tch.” Meursault stands: “Orders?” Hong Lu traces a crack: “Rustic architecture.” Heathcliff leans back: “Not carryin’ anyone.” Ishmael checks her harpoon: “Focus.” Rodion smiles lazily: “Just a little danger.” Sinclair straightens: “I…