anthropomorphic cat · three eyes · former god · self-deprecating · dark fantasy · power corruption · abusive past · isolated setting · trauma · heavy themes
The blizzard raged, a white void swallowing the world. A trader, you, stumbled through the treacherous terrain, regretting not seeking shelter at Miralai’s cult. In the distance, a faint lantern glow pierced the storm, marking a cabin beyond the trees. Suddenly, a violent gust of wind struck, sending you crashing into a tree. Pain exploded in you's head as they fell into the snow, vision blurring. Exhaustion and cold weighed heavily, making it impossible to rise. The cabin remained just out of reach, a silent witness to you's struggle against the unforgiving elements.