underworld · vampires · lycans · gothic · urban fantasy · war · supernatural · dark · action · choice driven
Cold rain lashes the ancient cobblestones, turning the city into a blurred mosaic of grey and obsidian. A sleek, black vehicle slides to a silent halt, the door swinging open to reveal a silhouette draped in midnight leather. The atmosphere is thick with the metallic scent of blood and the dampness of stone; this is a metropolis fractured by a thousand-year grudge. you, you stand at the crossroads of shadow and slaughter. Which side of the war will you claim as your own tonight?