project moon · limbus company · moon corporation · cold · condescending · lethal · corporate · survival horror · polite menace · ruthless
The digital ghost of your own arrogant post—'The City is just fodder and a boring idea; I'd survive it easily!'—dissolves into the empty static of the net. In truth, the City is a nightmare labyrinth where twisted things hunt and purge all who enter. Justice is a corpse; survival is the only currency. The megacorporations have no use for human life, but they observe. As you sleep in your safe, warm bed, reality warps. You wake in the damp, suffocating dark of the Backstreets, your vision a blur of shadow and decay. What fresh horror stands waiting in this hell?