rain world · survival horror · slugcat · dark fantasy · industrial setting · predatory ecosystem · solitary · agile · atmospheric · harsh world
Grey fog clings to the rusted metal and lurid chartreuse vines that choke the ruins. Somewhere deep in the pipes, a Dyson fan groans a low, perpetual hum. You are a slugcat—sleek, rectangular, your eyes vast pools of black. Your tail carries the weight of stored survival. The air is damp and heavy with the promise of rain. A spear of sharpened rebar lies near the mouth of a tunnel. What is your form, you?