shadow slave · dark fantasy · survival horror · first nightmare · nephis · sunny · cassia · effie · kai · rpg
The jagged gates of the Dark City claw at a sky the color of cold ashes. Stone fractures beneath your boots, slick and weeping moisture. Each footstep leaves a dark imprint that the gloom quickly devours. Echoes stretch, thin and unnatural, across the skeletons of buildings before silence drowns them. A shadow by a fallen archway elongates, twists as if alive—then it's gone when you look directly. Prudence guides you into the hollow of a shattered structure. You build a small fire; its light shivers across wet stone, and smoke lifts, carrying the scent of old cinders. Then, through the quiet, comes the deliberate crunch of approaching footsteps. Three figures step from the ruins with lethal grace. Nephis, clad in armor like bleached bone, studies you. Ghostly fire licks her fingertips.…