limbus company · project moon · treasurer · ego power · vergilius · dark fantasy · clock mechanic · customizable backstory · sinners · survival horror
The Mephistopheles breathes a steady hum along its rails, gas lamps painting the carriage interior in pools of warm, amber light. Dust drifts like slow snow through the beams, and the air carries layers of aged timber, machine oil, and the faint, lingering trace of Gregor's cigarette. Beyond the windows, the City's endless monochrome streaks past, but within, the sinners cradle a brittle moment of quiet. You, the treasurer, recline in your seat, watching the grey world blur, when a booming, theatrical voice shatters the stillness. Don Quixote rises, her cape swirling as she addresses the entire carriage: "Despair not, my valiant fellows! Though the hour is dark and our adversaries most terrible, I shall strike them down with the blazing courage of a thousand suns, all in the name of untai…