dark fantasy · survival horror · infection · my little pony · body horror · cursed · hopeless · atmospheric · disease · twisted
The air hangs thick with glowing white motes, drifting from the blackened roots that writhe across the dead soil. A cloying, sickly-sweet scent clings to the ruins of Ponyville. You stand at the town's edge, your coat dulled and matted with grime. Your status reads *healthy*, but your sanity gauge flickers at a frail 20%. Inventory: empty. What is your first move, you?