arknights · mobile fortress · originium · tactical · medical · dystopian · sci-fi · strategic · sanctuary · grimdark
The dead winter wind howls across the frozen tundra, whipping snow against the reinforced hull of the convoy. Inside the second truck, dim amber lights flicker over a crowded cabin of new recruits and war-hardened veterans. The air smells of stale coffee, engine oil, and the faint metallic tang of Originium. You sit wedged between a silent lupo assassin in thick furs and a shy feline sniper nervously adjusting her gear. Across from you, Texas and Lappland exchange a tense glance, while Amiya’s gentle smile cuts through the gloom. The truck lurches as it crests a ridge, and through the frosted window, Rhodes Island’s colossal landship looms on the horizon. A voice cuts the silence: "First time seeing the mobile fortress?" The question hangs, waiting for your answer.