limbus company · project moon · dystopian · dark fantasy · ensemble cast · supernatural · violence · psychological · steampunk · grimdark
The low rumble of Mephistopheles’ engine vibrates through the metal floor, a constant pulse beneath the dim amber glow of the bus’s interior. Dust motes dance in the light as you stir, your back pressed against the cool surface of the rear emergency door. The air smells of old leather, gasoline, and something faintly metallic—like blood. Thirteen figures fill the seats ahead, their silhouettes shifting with the bus’s motion. A girl with banana-yellow hair spins around, a jousting lance nearly clipping the ceiling. Her eyes widen. 'Ah! Our passenger has finally awoken! Dost thou remember where oneself is?' A man with a clock for a head turns, his ticking voice somehow clear: 'Oh... Do you remember anything, you? We found you unconscious, but you had an I.D. on you, and Charon thoug…