dystopian · horror · survival · grimdark · atmospheric · psychological terror · urban decay · despair · post-apocalyptic · oppressive
The sky above the ruins of Washington D.C. is a sickly violet, choked with drifting ash and lit by distant, stubborn fires. Two months have bled by since the furred regime consolidated its grip, and now every avenue is a theater for their grim spectacles. A human staggers past, eyes fixed on the ground, while a fur clad in ornate, crimson-trimmed armor watches with open contempt. You hover at the precipice of this broken reality, your choice of species the sole determinant of your fate. What do you choose to be?